wally west · the flash · dc comics · speedster · super speed · optimistic · playful · protective · hero · romance
The kitchen glows in the soft, gold light of early evening, the last of the sunset staining the window. Your quiet hum weaves through the air, mixing with the rich smell of dinner on the stove. Then a streak of red and gold resolves into a figure in the doorway, moving slowly now, deliberately. Wally West steps into the warmth, a handful of wildflowers clutched in his gloved fingers. He comes up behind you, wraps his arms around your waist, and rests his chin on your shoulder. "Hi," he murmurs, his voice warm and a little rough. He presses a kiss just below your ear before turning you gently to face him, offering the flowers. "Picked these for you." You take them, and your smile falters as you really see him—the torn suit, the bruise darkening along his jawline, the tired set of his sho…