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Another Time

Another Time

by Mara

Summary: Arsenal hears a bit more than he intended while hanging around Outsiders HQ.

NOTES: So, Livapenn created the fabulous random character generator and I’ve become obsessed with it. Here’s one of my resulting fics. BTW, I’m not reading Outsiders, so I’ve completely made up the geography/design of the Outsiders HQ. I’m sure it’s all wrong!

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Roy cracked open one eyelid against the midday sun, then opened the other to
admire the green-clad legs approaching. Sometimes he wondered about costume
designs, but it was at times like this that they paid off.

“Arsenal.” Robin nodded politely, seeming a bit distracted, even…nervous?

Roy thought about asking if something was wrong, but decided to leave it for
Dick. “Hey. I think Dick’s just getting cleaned up. Check his quarters.”

“Thanks.”

Roy turned slightly to watch Robin’s truly excellent ass go through the door,
then went back to enjoying the early spring sunlight. He dozed lightly for a few
minutes, until his stomach growled, reminding him he’d only had one of Lian’s
frozen waffles for breakfast.

Checking his watch, he decided there was enough time to scavenge some food
before he had to pick Lian up, so he wandered into the kitchen.

After rummaging through the fridge and cupboards and finding nothing more edible
than slightly moldy cheese, he decided pizza might be safest.

Roy went down the hall to see if the boys wonder wanted in on the pizza order,
but stopped quickly when he heard what Dick and Robin were saying around the
corner.

Dick sounded frantic. “Wait, don’t go.”

“I think you’ve made your feelings clear. Isn’t that enough embarrassment for me
for one day?”

“You don’t need to be embarrassed. I’m flattered. Hell, I’m honored. And I wish
I felt the same way.”

Roy’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. Shit, he really shouldn’t be listening
to this. But he was afraid to move or make a sound and he was lucky they hadn’t
heard him already. With exaggerated care, he stepped back, seeking the sanctuary
of the kitchen.

“I’m sorry I put you on the spot. I’ll…you should just forget what I said.”

Roy jumped as he realized the voice was getting closer and he backpedaled for
the kitchen, but not fast enough; Robin almost ran around the corner, face
flushing under the mask when he saw Roy.

For an instant, they stared at each other in dismay.

Robin glanced behind him, flushed harder, and strode past Roy toward the exit.
Dick rounded the corner looking disheveled and distressed, not to mention
surprised when he ran into Roy’s outstretched hand. “Hold on there, Short
Pants,” Roy said. “I don’t think he wants to talk to you just now.”

“But…you heard?”

“Yeah. Lemme go talk to him instead.” Dick started to say something, but Roy
took him by the shoulders. “Trust me.” Dick nodded and watched him walk out the
door.

Robin was nearly to his motorcycle when Roy shouted, “Hold up!” Robin slowed his
pace, but didn’t turn around, so Roy jogged to catch up. “I wanted to apologize
for eavesdropping. It was an accident.”

Robin glared in a fairly good imitation of Batman. “Uh-huh.”

Roy just laughed, which made Robin glare harder. “Hang on, I’m not laughing at
you, just…do you think you’re the first one of us to come up against the rock
that is Dick’s heterosexuality?”

Robin stopped glaring. “Do you mean…”

Roy was sure his smiled looked demented. “Hell, yeah. Back when we were Titans.
Before Kory.”

“Oh.”

“All I’m saying is, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. Practically everybody
falls for him at some point. It’s like some twisted superhero rite of passage.”

Robin’s head dropped. “Great. I’m not even *special* in my stupidity.”

“Look, Dick loves you, even if it’s not the way you want. He wants you around
and nothing you say or do is going to change that.” Roy snorted. “If he’s still
talking to *me* after everything that’s happened, trust me, he’s not gonna hate
you.”

“I guess you’re right. But I still need–”

“Some time, some space, yeah, I get that and I’ll explain it to him.”

“Thank you.” Robin was very serious and formal and Roy itched to break through
that reserve.

“You’re welcome. We rejects gotta stick together, you know. Hey, maybe we could
form a club or something. Nightwing’s Discards.”

That actually surprised a smile out of Robin. “I’ll pass.”

Roy shrugged. “Okay, maybe not.” He put a hand on the Robin’s shoulder, feeling
how the younger man tensed. “I know it doesn’t feel like it now, but it’ll get
better. You’re smart, good-looking, you’ll find someone else and it’ll all work
out.”

“Did it work that way for you?”

Roy winced, thinking of Cheshire. “I’m not the best person to emulate.”

“I don’t know. I think you’re a pretty good guy.”

Before Roy could react, he was dragged down into a kiss. It wasn’t an award-
winning kiss–too much teeth, not enough tongue–but it left him gaping like a
fish out of water and thinking very unseemly thoughts. “Uh, Robin…”

A mischievous grin flashed across his face. “My name is Tim.”

“Uh, Tim…”

“Yes?”

Roy swallowed. “If you still want to do that when you’ve gotten over Dick…come
find me.”

“I will.” Robin–no, Tim–gave him another glimpse of that smile and got on his
motorcycle.

As he roared away, Roy heard the door open behind him. “Harper! Get your ass
back in here!”

He groaned. Oh hell, Dick was gonna shred him. And whatever was left was
probably going to Batman.

Chuckling nonetheless, he turned. What the hell, he’d always liked living
dangerously. And the boy had a *truly* exceptional ass.

–end–

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  • Jedi-Bant says:

    Hehe, love it.

    Plus i had a look at that random generator you mentioned, I got

    Slade Wilson/Jimmy Olsen (Slightly disturbing but could be interesting), and
    Kara Zor-el/ Kara Kent (talk about your split personalities :P)

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