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Also they're a year younger than they are in YJ

EDIT: TW PANIC ATTACK

https://www.healthline.com/health/how-to-stop-a-panic-attack

https://www.nhsinform.scot/healthy-living/mental-wellbeing/anxiety-and-panic/how-to-deal-with-panic-attacks

https://www.mind.org.uk/information-support/types-of-mental-health-problems/anxiety-and-panic-attacks/panic-attacks/

Roy and Dick were like brothers. They got on at a level past simple friendship and they acted as any brother would. Unfortunately, they acted a little too much like brothers. By that I mean they got on each other's nerves often and maybe they took their reactions to the annoyance a little too far. Whilst Dick used his adorableness for evil when Roy annoyed him, Roy was a rather literal when he wanted to get rid of a problem. Yet they were still trusted to be alone together because, as brothers mostly do, they knew when to stop. But you don't know when to stop if you don't know everything about a person.  

The pair had been left together for most of the afternoon. Originally, Dinah was supposed to stay with them but she'd been dragged into a mission last minute. That was the first mistake of the day. You see, Roy wasn't in the most patient of moods. He'd been barred from patrol for the last two days because he didn't listen to Oliver and kind of blew up a building. Okay, there was no kind of about it but he didn't think he deserved two whole days grounded from patrol. Not only that but now he had to look after Dick who, unlike himself, was in a hyper mood. Since he had to go on a mission, Bruce didn't have him train that morning so he hadn't gotten rid of all his energy.  That meant Dinah had just left a pissed off Roy with a hyper Dick. Problem central. As Roy attempted to watch TV, Dick was getting fidgety. He started by just shifting every so often. Then he'd change how he was sitting. He eventually ended up upside down with his legs hanging over the back of the couch. "Ugh just sit still would you?" Roy snapped, sick of seeing something move in the corner of his eye. 

"I can't, I'm too bored. Can't we play a game or something?" the younger asked. 

"I'm not in the mood," he barked. Dick didn't seem to hear the impatience in his tone and huffed. He pushed himself off the couch and rolled onto his feet. 

"C'mon, please? Let's play hide and seek." The older glared at him before getting an idea. If he just found where he was hiding, he could probably lock him in there. Be it the room or somewhere he was actually hiding. "Fine. You hide." Dick grinned and waited for the ginger to cover his eyes before running off. 

After counting to ten, Roy got up and looked around. He knew Dick was way too hyper to stay quiet for too long so all he had to do was listen out for a giggle. He checked his phone until he eventually heard a muffled cackle. It came from Oliver's bedroom so he walked in and looked around. There was a louder muffled cackle coming from the closet. Perfect. Roy looked around and found a curtain pole that they'd replaced. Oliver must've forgotten to get rid of it. That would do. He picked it up and slid it through the handles of the closet, effectively preventing it from opening. "Enjoy your day in there Dick!" Roy announced, rather chuffed with himself. Dick pushed against the doors then slammed against them when they wouldn't open. 

"Let me out!"

"Nah I can't be bothered."

"No seriously let me out! This isn't funny!"

"I disagree. It's really funny. Now if you excuse me, I'll be watching TV."

"Roy! Don't! Roy!" He swiftly walked out of the room and shut the door behind him. He walked to the couch and turned the TV up so he didn't hear the shouts for him.

Roy was enjoying his show, completely forgetting that Dick was locked away in Oliver's room when he got a text from Dinah. "Hey, sorry for ducking out. I'm coming home in half an hour or so and I thought I'd get you two something to eat. What do you guys want?" You two? Roy paled and checked the time. He'd locked Dick in that closet for two hours. He jumped to his feet and dashed to the bedroom. He pulled the curtain pole out and threw it across the room before swinging the closet doors open. Dick was curled up in the furthest corner, his chest heaving up and down and his eyes blown wide with terror. Tears rolled down his cheeks as his whole body shook. "Dickie, I'm so sorry," Roy said. His voice made the younger jump, seemingly snapping him out of his trance. The acrobat scrambled out of the closet and shoved the ginger harshly. "What the fuck was that for?" he yelled. 

"I'm sorry I completely forgot you were in there!" 

"Oh and that makes it okay?" He shoved him again but it had less power than the first. He was crying too much to put much strength into it. Roy pulled him into a hug and let him sob into his chest. He shushed him gently and rubbed small circles on his back. "I didn't know you were claustrophobic."

"It's not the small space," Dick mumbled. He wrapped his arms around the older and leaned into him. He couldn't stay mad at Roy as much as he wanted to. Being locked in the closet so long zapped him of the energy to. "Are you gonna rat me out to Dinah?" Roy asked. He could already hear her yelling at him for being so immature. He'd be locked in his room for the next month if she found out. Although ratting him out would be rather satisfying, Dick shook his head. He wasn't that cruel. "How long till she gets back?"

"Half an hour."

"I can sort myself out by then," he replied. 

"Thanks, Dickie. I'll make this up to you. Just name what you want and I'll do it," Roy offered. 

"Other than never locking me in a small space again, can we just hug for a while? I need a nap." The older smiled and picked him up, letting Dick wrap his legs around his torso as they walked back to the living room. 

They sat down together and Dick managed to even out his breathing. He clutched onto the other and seemed to relax when they were laying down together. "Dinah is picking up dinner. What do you want?" Roy asked, glancing at his phone. 

"Pizza please," he answered. He yawned softly and nuzzled up to the older. Surprisingly, crying your heart out in a closet really takes it out of you. He heard the soft tapping of Roy answering her then the thud of his phone hitting the couch. A hand was weaved into his hair, softly detangling the knots. He sniffled to himself and tried to forget what happened to the best of his ability. "You wanna tell me why you got so freaked out? Then I can tell Wally so he won't do this either," Roy asked. His voice was small, not wanting to put pressure on the younger. 

"It was when I was at the circus. Think I was six. We were in Brazil, can't remember exactly where. These guys had seen we had animals and animals were worth a lot. It was just me and the trainer, Mr Mack, when they all came in," he began. He shifted a little remembering the circus. It always made him a little sad to remember those days. "So these guys come in and they ask about the animals. Their age and all that. We answered. Then they offered some money. We said no. They knocked Mr Mack out whilst one of them threw me in the chest we had. He locked it." He shivered upon remembering it. It was dark and he could hardly breathe. He kicked and screamed but no one could come for him. He kicked so hard that the box tipped sideways and all the clothes fell on him, making the space even tighter. "The box tipped over at one point and it started getting hard to breathe. When I woke up, I was in the hospital. I'd passed out in the box and they said if no one found me when they did, I would've suffocated."

"Dude," was all Roy could say. Dick could feel the guilt rolling off him in waves and, although that assured him this would never happen again, he didn't want the older to feel too awful.

"It's fine. B and I are working through it so I don't freak out so much." The ginger hummed sceptically but decided to leave the conversation for now. 

"Get some rest, okay? You look exhausted."

Dinah came home with two boxes of pizza and a sweet treat for both of them. She made sure Dick's sweet treat was low on sugar since she didn't want him bouncing off the walls when he was handed over to Bruce. She opened the door to the apartment and expected to hear the two bickering considering the mood she'd left Roy in. What she didn't expect was the pair to be snuggled up to each other whilst napping on the couch. She chuckled to herself and placed the boxes down. She walked over and lightly tapped them. "What has you two so tuckered- have you been crying?" she asked, seeing the tear stains on Dick's cheeks.

"We watched Infinity War," Dick answered. Roy was surprised at how quick he came up with an excuse. Maybe he should look out for that. 

"Ohh. Well, I have pizzas. Let's get you fed shall we?" She walked over to the boxes and began plating their food. 

"Thanks for covering for me," Roy whispered. 

"Meh, I'd lock me in the closet too."