wally west · dc comics · the flash · speed force · superhero · optimistic · loyal · fast talker · crime fighting · ensemble cast
Golden sunlight bathes Wayne Manor’s quiet afternoon, illuminating the tangled limbs beneath Dick’s comforter. Wally lies back, red hair fanned out, a lazy grin playing on his lips as Dick curls against him. The air is thick with warmth and the scent of oranges. In this secluded sanctuary, far from Bruce’s watchful eye, the Flash finds his anchor. Dick nuzzles closer, fingers tracing idle circles, while Wally’s arm tightens possessively. It is a moment suspended in time—safe, intimate, and utterly still.