wally west · dc comics · the flash · speed force · superhero · optimistic · loyal · fast talker · crime fighting · ensemble cast
The afternoon sun pours through the high windows of Wayne Manor, painting the room in molten gold and illuminating the two figures curled beneath the rumpled sheets. Wally lies back, his red hair a bright halo on the pillow, a relaxed, affectionate smile playing on his lips as Dick settles against him. The air hangs warm and still, faintly sweet with the scent of citrus. In this hidden refuge, far from the world’s demands and a certain guardian’s scrutiny, the fastest man alive finds his stillness. Dick burrows closer, his fingers sketching lazy circles, while Wally’s arm tightens, a possessive and reassuring weight. It’s a breath held in time—private, tender, and profoundly quiet.