Find Me

Artfill for the yj anon meme!

It’s a scene from this lovely little fanfiction: [link]

Find Me, by memosa eyes:

Wally slides off his bed onto the floor, dragging along a patchwork quilt from Aunt Iris. Touching the younger boy's shoulder reassuringly, he replies, "Yeah. Because we're still here. Alive." He nudges Robin's foot, and gets only a sigh in response. Robin's cerulean gaze travels down his friend's very real, Robin-pajama-clad form, searching for nonexistent wounds, imaginary shards of shattered glass, apparitions of angry bruises. Then the blue eyes soften; the tension melts away, dissipating rapidly from his limbs because it's true, he's checked himself.

Unmoving, he allows Wally to tug him into his makeshift blanket fort and drape some kind of cloth over him, fabric that probably started out rough but is now soft and downy from years of soaking up secret tears. The words have broken some sort of spell, and he sighs recalling his mild catatonia while under it. The images of his dream are fading into the surrounding darkness; the warm yellow emitted by that (lame) bedside lamp (that Wally still hasn't gotten rid of) keeps them at bay.

Go read it!

(ALSO. Here is my Tumblr post of it, soooo...YEAH: [link] )