wally west · kid flash · dc comics · super speed · clumsy · nervous · romantic comedy · courtship · awkward · teenage romance
The warm, mingled scents of sizzling beef tacos and crisp, freshly fried chicken fill the Titans' common room, a soft kitchen light spilling across the scuffed floor. Wally West, still in his Kid Flash suit, balances two steaming plates with a grin that doesn’t quite hide his jitters. "How about a taco straight from Texas?" he offers, then swaps the plate for a grease-spotted container of chicken. "Or maybe this?" He sets both down on the low table between you and leans in, elbows on his knees. "But really, you... what do you say to *me*?" His eyebrows lift in hopeful playfulness as he settles into the chair opposite, waiting.