Thirty Days (A Birdflash Fanfiction)

Day 11: Wearing Kigurumis

It wasn't often they got to relax like this, cuddling on the couch in front of the fireplace with no obligations to pull them away. Dick pulled the hood of his Batman onesie over his head for a while and re-enacted the time Bruce made a criminal wet his pants with just his voice, Wally's laughter bouncing off the walls, until Dick had to stop for the sake of his voice.

Dick slumped back against Wally's chest. "So that was my patrol. What about yours?"

"Nothing special. Barry talked everybody's ears off like always." Wally's hand twitched in the direction of the hood on his Flash onesie, but couldn't be bothered going through with it. The thing was trapped between him and the couch. He was far too happy with Dick lying on him to risk unseating him. Not to mention he'd pay for it later that night when Dick decided to stick his hand in warm water or draw on his face. For all his brains and creativity, Dick had a soft spot for the classics when it came to pranks. Wally did too. They were classics for a reason.

"Run into anybody interesting?" Dick asked him.

"Eh, it was pretty quiet. Stopped a bank robbery but I wouldn't call that interesting."

Dick snorted. "I bet you didn't think that the first time you and Barry did that. I know I was excited. Bruce was freaking out afterwards because one of them pointed a gun at me, even though I took it off him before he could shoot. But now it's so routine. I'm actually disappointed when the rogues rob a bank instead of doing anything interesting."

"We're so jaded."

The conversation died and the two boys lay there for a while. Dick started squirming after a while, until he finally spoke.

"I'm thinking about quitting Robin," he said.

"But you love being Robin. Did something happen with Bruce?"

"Something's always happening with Bruce." Dick shrugged. "I just feel like it's time for a change. I'm spending more time with the team than Batman these days. I'm more independent. I just don't feel like Robin anymore."

"You're not quitting the team, though, are you?"

"Hell, no. I'm not gonna stop fighting crime."

"Does Bruce know?"

"I haven't told him yet, but he probably knows something is up." Dick sat up, twisting around to face Wally. "I still need time to sort things out, so it's not happening right away. Just thought you should have a heads-up."

"Thanks."

"Maybe I'll ditch the cape."

Wally grinned. "It's about time you stopped hiding your magnificent butt behind that thing."

Dick punched his shoulder. "My magnificent butt is gonna get some hot chocolate." He got up. "You coming?"

Wally stared pointedly at Dick's backside, which was mostly hidden inside the baggy clothing. "Right behind you."

Dick leaned down and punched him again. Wally grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his lap for a kiss.