Thirty Days (A Birdflash Fanfiction)

Day 13: Eating Ice Cream

Dick sat by the window in his bedroom, broken leg propped on a pillow, glaring out at the grounds of Wayne Manor below. He'd tossed his crutches aside somewhere, not bothering to rest them somewhere he could reach. He didn't feel like getting up anyway. He couldn't do anything that involved standing, so what was the point?

"Somebody told me about a sad little bird sitting all alone up here," came Wally's voice from the doorway. Dick slumped backwards, letting the momentum swing his head in the other boy's direction. Wally was holding a tub of ice cream and a pair of spoons. "I couldn't remember what you liked, so I got Neapolitan. Bit of everything, you know?"

"It's fine."

"What, no smartass comment?" Wally squeezed onto the window seat next to Dick, planting a foot on the floor to stop himself from toppling over the edge. He passed Dick a spoon heaped with chocolate ice cream. "The situation is worse than I thought!"

Dick glared at him, but shoved the spoon in his mouth anyway. Wally pressed a sticky kiss to his mouth the instant the spoon was out of the way. Wally's tongue swiped against Dick's bottom lip, and Dick pulled away.

"You're gross."

Wally snorted, grabbed Dick's spoon and dug it into the tub again. "You've had my genitals in your mouth, dude."

"Your genitals didn't have food on them at the time," Dick replied, snatching his spoon back. "And once food is in my mouth, it's mine and I'm not sharing."

Wally ate a spoonful of ice cream, slurping on purpose just to make Dick cringe. "I could put food on my genitals if you like."

"Uh-uh. I'm not fulfilling your food-related sexual fantasies until at least the tenth date. And it's not happening here. I don't want to try and explain why whipped cream and chocolate and who knows what else ended up on my bedsheets."

"I think my dorm room will do just fine," Wally replied, wiping a bit of melted ice cream off the corner of Dick's mouth with a finger, which he then licked. "The good ol' 'sock on the doorknob' sign worked a treat last time."

"You might want to start thinking up at least five more dates before you even start considering that." Dick licked his spoon clean. "It's not like I've got anything better to do right now."

"Ice cream date?"

"This is not a date. This is you taking pity on me."

"Ice cream date at the new parlour that opened up near Barry and Iris's place?"

"Okay. You free tomorrow?"

Wally filled Dick's spoon for him again, passing it back with a peck on his cheek. "For you, babe, I'm always free."

Dick wiped the stickiness from his cheek, grinning up at his boyfriend. "You big old softie."