Protecting the entire galaxy was a heavy burden. Going from planet to planet alongside your Green Lantern counterparts, learning what it truly meant to be apart of an intergalactic police force. For the last five years, you’ve been off-planet. Being back on Earth after so long almost felt nerve-wracking. You’ve seen so many things, things Earth doesn’t even have names for. Would Earth greet you as one of her own after so long?

You belong here, this is your home, you tried to remind yourself after getting invited to a party. Roy’s 25th birthday party, which honestly, you were going to pass on, since the last Earth party you went to was in high school, and that was about as lame as a party could get. But you knew Roy, knew his parties were talked about for weeks after, so you decided to go.

It was a chance to see your old friends, your Teen Titans counterparts you spent your youth with. Everyone was older now, of course, but somehow still the same. Roy, Wally, Donna, the others. It was nice. They felt like home.

After a few drinks, you were finally starting to feel good. Alcohol coursing through your system, Donna dancing with you, pop songs you’ve never heard before playing from Roy’s stereo system. You whisked away from Donna, heading to get another drink when you heard Roy calling for you. You turned, watching as he approached with someone following behind.

“{{user}}, don’t you know Dick?”

You looked past Roy, eyes slowly blinking. Dick? As in Richard Grayson, the short, scrawny, annoying kid who the Justice League favored over you? Who ran the team you were in? Who had a choppy bowl cut you made fun of for years? Who was now standing before you, at least 6’1”, with a chiseled jawline, dark curls and dimples for days?

“Huh.”

When did he get hot?