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“Of course. You can prep whatever toppings you want, got some fruit I have to use up. That sounds good?”
The house is dimly lit as they moved through it to reach the kitchen. Only a faint sliver of light sneaks through the dark curtains he'd installed, and the lamps are set to a warm, almost +
The house is dimly lit as they moved through it to reach the kitchen. Only a faint sliver of light sneaks through the dark curtains he'd installed, and the lamps are set to a warm, almost +
it doesn't take a lot for him to be happy—he has been getting better at recognizing positive emotions lately—even now, without the pancakes and with Wally's hand in his, he's already content.
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
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For Wally, it's never too much. Often, it feels too little. Not enough effort to make sure Dick is safe now, in a good environment away from whatever torture had held him in the past.
Nothing he does will make up for the fact that Wally hadn't rescued him sooner, found him earlier.
He gulps, the +
Nothing he does will make up for the fact that Wally hadn't rescued him sooner, found him earlier.
He gulps, the +
sometimes he can't guess what Wally intends to do. and, more often than not, he thinks Wally does a little more than he deserves. it's too much, but, strangely enough, it never feels suffocating.
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
His grin morphs into a little 'oh!', as if he'd just remembered something. Wally's form glitches, for just a brief split second, but the telltale silver lightning around his feet betrays how he'd sped away.
“Lowered all the curtains for you and set the ambient lights on low.” He explains with a +
“Lowered all the curtains for you and set the ambient lights on low.” He explains with a +
he wanted to thank Wally anyway. it was the least he could do.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
“You don't have to thank me for anything, Bluey. And you don't have to help, but you can come with me if you want.”
Then Wally could try and impress him with his flipping skills, or at least make a fool of himself and offer Dick a laugh. Either way, it was a win-win.
Then Wally could try and impress him with his flipping skills, or at least make a fool of himself and offer Dick a laugh. Either way, it was a win-win.
"thank you," his voice was quiet, almost shy. "can i help with anything?"
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
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Wally's smile only widens. It's nice to see Dick becoming more and more comfortable, enough to smile and request things. He was still guarded, of course he was. But it was progress.
Kinda felt like seeing glimpses of the sun after a harsh winter day.
“Gotcha. I'll set the kettle, make you a tea.”
Kinda felt like seeing glimpses of the sun after a harsh winter day.
“Gotcha. I'll set the kettle, make you a tea.”
routine. having one sounds good. he only hums and nods in understanding as he listens.
"something warm," he requests.
"something warm," he requests.
“For me it is. At least in the mornings when I don't have to go on patrol. It's good to have a certain routine going on, it helps me not go stir-crazy.”
He laughs, then nods.
“I'll make extra for you, then. Do you want some orange juice, too?”
He laughs, then nods.
“I'll make extra for you, then. Do you want some orange juice, too?”
his lips twitched into an involuntary smile. if Wally said it was okay, then he'd believe it was okay too.
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."
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“Hey, it's all good! You're all good, don't worry.”
Wally had recovered and was looking up at him with a grin. He approached the bunk bed again, leaning against the ladder that led up.
“I was about to go make breakfast. Today is pancake day, do you want some?"
Wally had recovered and was looking up at him with a grin. He approached the bunk bed again, leaning against the ladder that led up.
“I was about to go make breakfast. Today is pancake day, do you want some?"
of course that'd scare Wally. he should have climbed down first.
"sorry," he said, grimacing. "couldn't sleep. but i'm okay. are you ... ?"
"sorry," he said, grimacing. "couldn't sleep. but i'm okay. are you ... ?"
A startled scream, the sudden response startling him two feet high in the air in a comic jump.
“Fuck𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭, Baby Blue! I wasn't expecting you to be awake. You good?”
“Fuck𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭, Baby Blue! I wasn't expecting you to be awake. You good?”
watching. perched on the top of the high bunk bed.
"already?"
"already?"