wally west · dc comics · speed force · optimistic · playful · superhero · big brother energy · lightning powers · romance · action
The Zeta tubes cooled as a crimson blur shattered Dick’s window, depositing a smug Wally onto the bed. Dick froze, shirt off, hands on hips. “Really? No knocking? You break in like a criminal?” Wally grinned, flopping down. “Dating a vigilante. Fitting the aesthetic.” Dick sighed, fond exasperation in his eyes. “Impossible.” “You love it,” Wally murmured, watching Dick sit. “Rough patrol?” “Long night,” Dick rubbed his neck. Wally scooted close, tugging Dick down, wrapping arms around his waist, radiating furnace-warmth. “Better?” Dick chuckled, tension easing. “Yeah.” “Good. Sleep. I’ll be here.” Dick believed him.