//TW: q-slur, f-slur (general homophobia)//
"You're sixteen!" Wally says, throwing an arm over Dick's shoulder. His best friend has gotten taller, but so has he, so Wally still has to bend down a bit to do it.
"Crazy right?" Dick says.
"Any sign of armpit hair?" Wally teases. Dick shoves him a little.
"Shut up."
Donna and Lilith have decorated the cave with balloons, fairy lights and paper bunting for Dick's sweet sixteen (although he didn't want to call it that). The smell of freshly popped party poppers hangs in the air. The remains of the party poppers are on the ground and various other surfaces, including on the teenagers' hair.
Roy stands up on the old coffee table and clears his throat. Donna frowns just a little, worrying that it won't take his weight. She found it in a dump and after cleaning and repainting it, put it in their hideout. Donna is fond of her coffee table.
"Okay Dickie, I'm now going to tell you what you can legally do as a sixteen year old."
"That's something coming from the guy who showed up to the party with beer cans," Garth points out.
"Shh, Gillhead," Roy says. Garth grumbles at the nickname. The 17 going on 18 year old standing on the table holds up a piece of crumpled paper.
"You can now legally get a diver's license. Not that you haven't been driving already, but now you can do so legally," Roy says, then continues reading, "You can sign up to be an organ donor or blood donor. You can consent to your own medical treatment. You can also acquire a passport without parental consent and get the fuck outta here. However, it requires ID such as a driver's licence so get that first."
"I already have a passport," Dick tells him, then grabs one of the cupcakes on the plate next to Roy's foot.
"Moving on, you can quit school. You can leave home with or without your legal guardian's consent and live on your own. You can get yourself emancipated and be your own legal guardian."
"I bet you'd love to do that," Wally says, then takes a sip from one of the cans Roy brought. Only he, Donna and Roy have been drinking. Alcohol doesn't have much affect on Donna either. Amazons have strong tolerances.
"I'm trying to find my own place right now. Gonna move out," Roy tells him, "There's probably other stuff that I couldn't be bothered with, but the best thing is...you can get laid in 31 states."
Dick almost chokes on the cupcake he's eating.
"Is New Jersey one of those states?" Donna asks, a little concern sneaking into her voice.
Barbara nods in reply, familiar with the laws from having a cop for a dad. She's not a member of the Teen Titans and usually wouldn't be seen at the cave, but it's a special occasion. As far as Jim Gordon is concerned, she is roller skating with Dick in the local park and not in New York.
"You can loose your V-card now," Wally says, glancing at Barbara while he nudges Dick. His friend understandably goes bright red. Barbara's cheeks turn pink.
"Your first time will probably be shit, just warning you," Roy says, stepping off of the table, much to Donna's relief. Wally nods in agreement.
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