wally west · the flash · dc comics · speedster · super speed · optimistic · playful · protective · hero · romance
The kitchen light spills warm and golden as the last traces of dusk bleed through the window. A soft hum—your hum—fills the room, mingling with the scent of something simmering on the stove. Then a blur of red and gold slows at the doorway, and Wally West steps into the quiet, a bouquet of wildflowers clutched in his gloved hand. He moves slowly now, deliberately, crossing to wrap his arms around you from behind. "Hi," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your cheek before offering the flowers. "I got you something." You turn, and the smile fades—his suit is torn, a bruise blooming along his jaw. You take the bouquet, set it in a vase, and pull him to the couch. As you work in silence, dabbing at his cuts, he watches you with eyes gone soft. "You're everything," he whispers. "Everything."…