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Wally hated the lasso of truth. Lassos of truth? There were more than one, Donna had one, so- you know what, that didn't matter. What mattered was that his team was full of jerks.
Not really, he corrected himself. That wasn't fair to them. They were just trying to help him, after all...
Their way of helping just wasn't that great.
The first thing that went wrong was the fact that he didn't even notice that Donna had the lasso of truth on her belt. She usually didn't wear it so that, you know, incidents like this didn't happen. She had been carrying out business like usual, but had the lasso.
That's how Wally knew the whole thing was intentional, not just their normal level of teasing. The teasing itself was normal, and he knew he could tell them to knock it off and they would. Being the youngest, the baby, on the team just had that effect, really. They were like a family, despite his dislike for that word.
Second was the teasing itself. Sure, they always teased him about who he liked, but never blatantly in front of Robin. That was just a little bit too obvious. Regardless, that was what they were doing, lightly pushing him back and forth between themselves, asking who it was.
Third was the tuna salad sandwich he ate for lunch. He felt like he was about to throw up.
"Come on, you're shit about keeping secrets." Roy taunted, shoving him over to Donna.
"Language." Donna covered Wally's ears. "Small ears present?"
"Ha ha, guys, so funny."
Wally brushed off Donna's hands, only to be passed over to Garth.
"Seriously dude, we might be able to give you advice." He shrugged, then passed him back to Donna.
"I don't want your advice!" Wally insisted.
"Mm, but do you? We're like the weirdest older siblings ever, that's gotta count for something." Donna passed him to Roy.
Roy grinned. "Yeah, we could help you if you told us."
"Hey, Rob! Come join us!" Garth waved him over.
That was easily number four. Getting Robin himself involved? Wally was still embarrassed just thinking about it.
Roy shoved Wally over to Robin, who caught him easily. "What are we talking about?"
Wally blushed at the prolonged contact with him, his face turning bright red.
"Ooh, getting embarrassed?" Roy smirked.
Robin thrust him over to Garth. "Yeah, come on Walls. Who is it?"
Garth passed him to Roy. "Who is it?"
Roy to Robin. "Yeah Wally, who is it?"
And Robin over to Donna. Donna who had the lasso of truth on her damn belt. The lasso of truth that Wally now hated with a burning passion.
"Who is it?" She asked innocently.
"Robin." He blurted out, then realized what had happened.
In an instant he was out of the room, rushing over to the closet he was hiding in now. His room would be the first place they checked, after all, then all of the places he usually liked to hide. He did not, in fact, like to hide in this closet, which meant it was safe.
Wally was good at hiding. He prides himself on that. For not being Robin, he was surprisingly flexible and could fit into some weird spots. He was also small enough that he still fit in the awful little lockers at his school.
There was a small knock on the closet door. Had he imagined it? Was someone just knocking to see if he'd answer? He hadn't locked the door though, it didn't lock from the inside, so they could have just opened it if they were looking. Wally was beginning to panic, his breath coming quick.
Or, worse, what if they just locked him in here?
"Wally, I know you're in there."
That was Robin's voice, and Wally was officially about to lose his shit. What was he going to do? Staying silent sounded like the best idea, so he want with that. If only he could vibrate his molecules, he'd go right through the floor and be free of all of them for now. Instead, he was stuck.
"I'm serious Wally, I can hear your breathing." He added with a sigh.
Wally still didn't say anything, couldn't say anything. There was no way he could. His heart was pounding hard in his chest, making him want to scream.
"If I open the door, do you promise not to run away?"
Trying to steady his breath, Wally nodded. It didn't quite register that he couldn't see him nodding, since the door was still shut, but that didn't matter.
"Oh, and it's just me. Don't worry about anyone else."
That, actually... Was a relief. Wally took a deep breath, then let it out slowly.
"I'm opening the door."
Sure enough, there was Robin, standing above him. Wally glanced down the hallway either direction, but there was no one else around. He sighed in relief, then turned his attention back to Robin.
"I talked to the others about that, I think they know it was a breach of trust." Robin started, sitting himself down on the floor in front of him.
Wally shrugged. "I mean, the only one who didn't know was, well... You."
"That's understandable." Robin blurted. "I'm sorry, this is awkward, I just..."
Wally squeezed his eyes shut. "I'm sorry, I know this is really inconvenient and makes everything on the team kinda awkward especially since you're team leader and it's like, kinda your job to remain impartial and all... Would Batman even let you date? Probably not on the team, huh? I mean, that would be really bad if it was a bad breakup or-"
Robin laughed. "Wally, you're going too fast; I can't understand you."
He swallowed. "I'm sorry."
"It's fine." Robin reached forward and ruffled his hair. "Now, what were you saying?"
"No, I was..." Wally trailed off. "I was apologizing for making things awkward."
Robin, for the third time Wally had ever seen, looked confused. The first being the time they all wore pants-less versions of their costumes in solidarity with him, the second when he saw Garth eat fish for the first time. So, this must have been some serious level confusion.
"Sorry?"
Robin burst out laughing. "No, no! Don't be sorry. Wally, Wally, I- can I kiss you?"
"What?!" Wally nearly leapt off the floor. "Why would you-"
"I like you too, idiot."
He blinked, trying to make sense of that.
Robin smirked. "So can I kiss you, or what?"
"Yes, yes oh my gosh. I've waited so long for this, you have no idea."
He laughed again. "You think I have no idea?"
And as they kissed, Robin closed the closet doors behind them.