#roy:dick

"You sang Toxic and in the middle of the set ripped off your shirt to reveal you'd written "Free Brittany" on your chest with pink glitter paint. Honestly, none of us have figured out when or how you did it. Pretty sure Tim hasn't slept for three days trying to piece it together. Please, tell him before he starts hallucinating.... again."

"You think?" Roy asked with a soft snort briefly resting her head against their linked arms before giving him a pointed look. "I mean, I hate to break it to you, but when you gave what might have been the world's worst proposal because you Donna and I discussing an imaginary threesome that would never happen...yea think it's safe to say you're jealous." She paused for a moment, trying and failing to bury the insecurities that were already bubbling inside her. "You didn't just, you know, say that to be saying it, did you? The whole...marriage thing?"

"I mean, I've literally madce out with everyone I consider a frriend at least once so I'm probably not exactly the best person to ask....." Roy's brow furrowed. "Dick....you do remember we're married, right? Pretty sure we left the "friend" thing behind a long time ago. So....you can make-out with me anytime you want."

"Always." She promised, her smile quickly turning into a soft snort and grin. "Sorry, didn't mean to make it a Harry Potter reference.' She giggled again. "Kinda fitting though, I've been pretty pathetically obsessed with you since we were kids." She was about to add on that he also had an asshole friend that made her miserable, but she was not gonna let Wally West ruin this moment for her, even in spirit. "Always gonna be yours, shortpants, can't get rid of me now."

Roy blinked . "The great Dick Grayson......made a mistake" She schooled her expression into one of mock horror. "Surely not . There's no way you could have ever messed up. You've never made a bad decision in the decade plus I've known you. Surely this is a sign of the end times. "

"You are everything I've ever wanted, the only thing I-" her voice broke as she took in a hysterical breath. "But if you can't see that, if you don't know that by now....maybe you don't know me at all."

She took another sip of coffee as if to spite him. "Oh wait, you don't have to, because I don't run off with oddly attractive serial killers on the regular."

"Best way to g at it.' She said with a grin. "Never had to bother with awkward dates and weird getting to know you crap. By the time I fell for you, already knew al your shit habits, including the fact you like to put your cold ass feet all over me every night. " Roy snorted. "Stupid as it sounds? Kinda spent half my life in love with you. Don't get me wrong, didn't wanna be half the time, you can be a real pain in the ass, but... yea. Loved you before I really knew what it meant, probably why I hated every other read head that took a step near you, wanted to be special. "