Just Robin Oneshots Part 2

Thanks, it's the growing sense of dread

Procrastinating from my work that I was supposed to be taking a break from wattpad to do? Pfftt noooo

Btw requests will be out shortly this and the next story was halfway done so I just finished them off, I promise I'm working hard on your stuff too 

EDIT: TW BLOOD

"Well that was a shit show," Dick stated in exasperation. He and Wally had just returned to their patrol of Bludhaven. Normally, things worked in the favour save for a few hostage situations where one had to rescue the other but nothing too horribly scarring. They had a tally for it in the kitchen on a chalkboard. Dick was winning but that was beside the point. Tonight had indeed been a shit show. A whole crowd of people was hospitalized from exposure to fear gas which somehow found its way into the hands of everyday criminals just robbing a bank. It was overkill at its finest. Wally had been on the other side of town when it happened, stopping a mugging, whilst Dick had been close to the blast. He wasn't close enough to bear the brunt of the initial impact of the gas but that certainly didn't mean he was in the clear. Over the years he found that even a small amount of the gas would cause the most terrifying nightmares once he got home and thought it was all alright. He knew tonight he was going to experience that and it couldn't have come at the worst moment. Sleeping was never his strong suit and he hadn't slept well for the last few days so he was at his sleepiest point. He didn't want to fall asleep. The gas would be out of his system by midday tomorrow. If he could just last long enough without sleep, he'd be fine. "Could've been worse. We both could've got the worse of it," Wally assured him, draping his arms over his lover's shoulders. He kissed the younger on the cheek, sensing his worry. "What were they even doing with fear gas? That stuff is under Scarecrow's lock and key," Dick ranted, taking to pacing to help his thinking. 

"Babe, you're focusing on the wrong things," the ginger interjected.

"Oh you're right, I should focus on the massive group of people who are experiencing the effects of fear gas," he snapped back. Wally sighed, avoiding Dick's gaze. He realized his mistake and followed Wally's gaze, closing the gap between them. "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap."

"I get it, you're worried, but we both did some good today. You've just gotta focus on the good rather than the bad sometimes." Dick nodded to himself then received a light kiss on the forehead. "Let's get some sleep, hey?"

"I'd rather not," he replied. Wally quirked his eyebrow at the younger.

"But you've slept like four hours in three days. You must be tired."

"Tired, yeah, but I'd rather do without the nightmares." Wally gave him a sympathetic look and wrapped his arms around the others wait as he thought of an idea that would let him get some rest. "How about you at least try to get some sleep and I'll stay up to make sure you're alright?" he suggested. "You're tired too, I can't ask you to do that."

"Good thing you're not asking then." Dick shook his head with a small laugh.

"I'll make it up to you once it's out of my system," he replied, giving the taller a mischievous smirk. "You know how to treat a man. Now go get a shower, you're sweating buckets."

"Thanks, it's the growing sense of dread."

After taking an almost concerning long shower, Dick joined Wally in the bedroom. His pupils were slightly dilated from the feeling of fear slowly taking over. He brushed back his wet hair and slid into a pair of pajama bottoms. Wally watched him carefully, just in case the fear toxin kicked in suddenly and he needed help. Luckily there was no need for a speedy rescue and Dick was able to slide under the covers unaided. "Your hair is still soaking wet," Wally complained when Dick leaned against his chest. "Couldn't be bothered," he mumbled glumly. His lover didn't miss the flatness in his tone. He frowned at it and wrapped his arms around the smaller. They sat in quiet for a while, the only noise coming from whatever show was playing on TV and the cars driving outside. "Do you promise not to leave me tonight?" Dick asked cautiously, glancing at the TV instead of Wally. He didn't fancy seeing that sympathetic look that he always got when he was more vulnerable than usual. Wally obviously didn't mean anything bad by doing the look, he doubted that the ginger even knew he was doing it, and it was meant to comfort him. That didn't stop the pathetic feeling he got when he received the look, however. "I promise. I'll be here when you fall asleep and here when you wake up," Wally promised. He kissed Dick on the forehead to assure him. A small smile spread across their lips at the small act of affection. "You're so good to me," Dick said. If his pupils could turn into hearts, they would at that moment. Though, his sparkling blue eyes would be enough for Wally. He feared the moment they dulled and relished at the moment they twinkled. Hopefully, he wouldn't see them dull tonight but he doubted he'd be that lucky. They never had such good luck. "You should get some sleep. Maybe you'll sleep through without a hitch?" Dick chuckled and snuggled up closer to the ginger. His hair was still wet but Wally didn't mind all that much. His hair smelt like flowers and fruits. Probably because Dick bought shampoo and conditioner that had been targeted towards women. When he pointed this out to his raven-haired boyfriend, he simply replied with "and?" He loved him so much.