Wally Darling X Reader Oneshots Welcome Home

You're My Hero

Started
April 5|2023

Prompt: Hero has nowhere else to go :3

TW Blood

Need to know
Y/v/n - Your villain name
Important Authors Note at the end

Y/n POV
Another yawn escaped your lips and you let out a huff of annoyance as you walked down the dimly lit halls of your home towards your front door.

It had been a long cloudy day and around lunchtime the rain had started as a drizzle, now at 2:30 in the morning, it was a loud and harsh thunderstorm that was certain to cause damage.

The windows shook and rattled with every big strike of thunder and the curtains would glow with the white light of the lightning illuminating your home for brief seconds at a time.

Thump.
Thump.
Thump.

Whoever it was knocked again and you felt bitter words brewing in the back of your throat but pushed them down, Gotta keep up the single college student act, that little voice snidely reminded you.

"Alright! Alright, I'm coming! Just give me a moment." You shouted at first and by the end of your sentence it was a grumble. Your arm felt for the light switch and flicked on the hallway light that led to the front door and partially illuminated the living room.

You reached the door, took a quick look through the peephole, and your heart dropped.

I wonder what this asshole could want in the middle of the night,
"Shush," you silenced the bitter hatred for the man who stood on your porch step.

You took a deep breath and put on your villain mask, figuratively, of course, unlocked the door and pulled it open, letting a bored and somewhat irritated look fall upon your face.

"Oh lovely, Darling to see you here," You started with attitude and saw him take a small breath in to speak but continued,
"What, come to finally take me out and make it look like an accident?" You crossed your arms at the crude joke and took in his condition.

Soaking wet, his hair usually the bright colored blue that he loved and swept up into a beautiful swirl was dark, not just from the downpour but from the color actually starting to run down his face and presumably his neck and back as well.

His hair fell over his face, his shoulders droopy with both arms wrapped around his sides, holding himself tightly and as you looked closer you could see that Wally's body was riddled with all sorts of scrapes and what looked like burns.

"Hey," your arms fell from their crossed position and you hesitantly put a hand out towards him, your tone softening.

"Wally?" At the sound of his name, he slowly started to look up, his eyes met yours and you felt your stomach drop.

His left eye was completely swollen shut and even in the dim light, you could see the dark purple color, his right eye was better but not by much.

Blood ran down his forehead and cheeks, almost everywhere you looked he seemed to be bleeding, bruised, or both, you hated to admit that seeing him like this made your heart shatter.

Through all these years of fighting one another you had never once truly hurt him, never once put him in mortal danger, and here he was bleeding and broken.

He blinked and tried to give a small smile,
"I didn't know. . . Where else, to go." With every breath, it sounded like he was in a lot of pain and you started to feel anger boiling inside of your veins.

Nowhere else to go?! Once again you pushed away that voice and made a choice that you knew could only lead to heartbreak, or worse. . .

"Come inside, let's get you cleaned up." You spoke softly and moved to help support Wally on his left side, guiding his left arm around your shoulder and letting him lean most of his weight onto you.