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For a seventeen year-old boy, Wallace West was surprising difficult to seduce.
Dick scowled at his cell phone and its message, contemplating all the various ways to get revenge on his best friend/maybe-boyfriend for being completely and utterly oblivious.
He typed in: No… Not a fort.
Oh. D:
Dick sighed and buried his face in his pillow. He rolled his eyes and typed in:
Fine. We’ll build a fort.
In the three minutes it took the speedster to get to Gotham from Central City, Dick Grayson contemplated all the ways to turn this to his advantage.
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“Dude, you started without me?”
Dick looked up from his pile of pillows.
“Nah. Just getting building materials.”
“Oh. Awesome. I brought rope.”
Rope?
“Rope?” he asked cautiously. Maybe this would be easier than he thought…
“Yeah! We can tie it to the walls and drape a blanket over it for one of the sides of the fort!”
Damn it.
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“So,” Dick ventured in his most seductive voice. He thought it was pretty good, even if his voice cracked halfway through. “Now that the fort is built, what do we do?”
This seemed to stump the excited speedster, who plopped down from arranging the pillows to think. Then he grinned. Dick scooted closer.
“Pillow fight!” Wally crowed, tossing the nearest one at his boyfriend then fleeing to the other side of the fort.
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Several hours later, Alfred looked in on Bruce Wayne, who looked slightly calmer now that both boys on the monitors had collapsed into sleep, fully clothed and huddled in the fort.
“I told you, Master Bruce. You have nothing to worry about.”
"Yet."
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That was ADORABLE. :D
And the Daddy Bruce at the end. Ffffff <3
THANK YOU, ANON~
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