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Billy let out a short sigh and shook his head to himself at the other's words; now, how in the world did he end up here? Bart all peeved at him for something he didn't even really do? Total bogus. He blamed Thad.
With an exaggerated eyeroll and a chuckle to himself, the duplicator goes up to Bart without a word, takes ahold of his face with both hands on either side of it, and leans down to press his lips firmly against the speedster's. Just a small moment with the want to deepen it, but he pulls away after a few seconds, albeit reluctantly, now looking at Bart with a bit of smugness decorating his face.
"That make things a lil' better at all? Maybe? If not, I can always try 'gain."
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Monkey chatter accompanied fingers that picked through the red forest of hair. ❝ C'mon, quick foot, what's a lil grooming between friends? relax and stay still. ❞ Plucking glass from his friend's hair, remnants of a well-fought battle earlier. ❝ no whining while i do you a favor. ❞
Oh. Oh no. Bart's civilian persona is *adorable.* Potentially too adorable for Tim to handle so it's a good thing he has Robin to fall back on. Practiced ease and nonchalance with plenty of very real mischief and menace when it's needed. Focus, Tim, you've got an impromptu job to do, you can't just stand there obsessing over how cute your boyfriend is.
Oh wait. Yeah he's gotta actually focus because Bart lost the ring with his suit in it.
"My college class has a field trip nearby today, total coincidence, I swear. They think I'm taking a sensory break in a quiet room right now." Tim informed him.
He'd genuinely had no idea that Bart and his friends would be here today though he had been planning to surprise Bart after the trip since he would be in the city for a couple of days. Duty called though. He'd been wondering why he hadn't seen any speedster jump in on this; because Bart was stuck in his civvies.
"Describe who took it, I'll track 'em down and get it to you as anonymously as possible. It's already gonna be a little difficult to explain why Robin is so far from Gotham."
Wally let out a chuckle as the kid wrapped his arms around the hero, returning the embrace and even ruffling up Bart's hair a bit. The kid was growing fast-- but that good ol speedster metabolism seemed to keep him short. Burden of being born with super-speed, he supposed.
He hadn't tried to pry too much into the future-- allowing Bart to share whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. As someone who'd spent too much time in the closet himself-- he was genuinely excited to see a future where queerness was as common as eyeglasses-- and just as innocuous. No more persecution. No more hate.
Some kinda-- Star Trek future-- one of tolerance and understanding.
Crouching down he put a hand on Wally's shoulder, the other unzipping the jacket he was wearing. Underneath which was a t-shirt that read "PAN-NINI" featuring a pan-flag covered clipart sandwich.
"What do ya think? Is this too much for the parade? Too-- what's the word-- unc?"
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Speedsters were pretty unpredictable. When you were around one long enough, you sort of learned to go with the flow with them because they hardly gave you much of a choice. Ridiculous speed could lead to ridiculous problems. Blue Beetle had adjusted quite well, he liked to believe. And then a speedster decides to drop by because you weren't responding to their texts fast enough and forgets it's kinda rude to vibrate through a closed door without warning. And you realize that you weren't as used to them as you once thought.
❛❛ Seriously, do they not use doors properly where you live? ❜❜ Jaime had a pillow pressed against his groin because his boxers weren't going to hide the . . . problem he'd been about to deal with when the uninvited guest had barged in. His face was all flushed because it was clear what this was. First off, Bart had probably seen the boner long before Jaime had a chance to cover it given his unfair speed, and covering it with a pillow was so damn obvious. And the presence of the speedster wouldn't help his condition one bit. An attractive guy in his room while he's sporting a boner? Yeah, no help at all.
❛❛ Stop, ❜❜ he grumbled, still avoiding eye contact with Bart. ❛❛ I can practically feel you staring at the pillow right now. Forgive me if I'm wrong, but x-ray vision isn't one of your speedster skills. ❜❜ Right now, he should be telling Bart to get out, or Bart should have sped off at near-light speeds. Yet neither of them had moved, and Bart was ogling. Probably not on purpose but still . . .
Definitely making sure he was looking anywhere but at Bart right now, he hesitated for about four seconds before moving the pillow out of his lap. ❛❛ I'd say take a picture because it lasts longer, but that would be a bad joke for the moment. ❜❜
