Heyyooooo potats (potatoes)😂 forgive me lmao
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Rob's pov
I walk out of Wally's house, three hours later than I expected. It was hard saying goodbye, I showered him in kisses and hugs, I wanted to leave three hours ago. But I guess anytime I spend with Wally, is longer than I want. I'm not complaining about that either.
I smirk to myself as I begin running down the sidewalk. I imagined myself as Wally. How does he do it? How does he not fall and die at how fast he's goi- He better not die. Not on me. No.
My thoughts begin to pull my mood down as I walk inside the manor. I drag my feet across the floor and groan.
"Nggggggghhhhaaaaaa!" I say, crawling up the stairs as Wally's voice rings in my head. I pull out my phone and close the door.
I lay down on the bed and begin texting Wally.
Wally: Hey boo. Wanna hang later?
Me: Babe we hung out for more than a day--and that includes sleeping.
Wally: Alright. I'll pick you up at 8. I don't know what'll happen but you will love it. 😏
Me: Oh dear...I-Is that supposed to make me get butterflies?
Wally: Well I'd hope you'd get butterflies by just hearing my voice or seeing me..
Me: Oh yeah, that explains why I don't feel the same when I'm with you. Anyway, anything happen after I left?
Wally: Only a cold couch and a lonesome ginger...
Me: Lonesome? Hmph! How about you can come over tonight for dinner and a sleepover. I can convince Bruce, don't you dare try anything!
Wally: Pfft. Party pooper. I'm alright with that. 😂😘
Me: I'm not joking, Walls. Bruce can't know what we want to do in the future. He'd have your head by dawn if he knew.
Wally: I guess I shouldn't get on one knee and ask you to be my husband...
Me: I never said we couldn't ditch THOSE types of plans.
Wally: Aww. I'll see you later babe.
Me: See you more.
I mentally slap myself. "See you more?"
The hell? Gah. I'm sure he laughed at-
But what if he didn't...?
What if he's judging you and he doesn't wanna come. Why else would he stop texting you?
I sigh as my mind wanders off to Wally. I remember I had to convince Bruce. I get up and burst through the door.
"BRUCEE!!! I WANNA TALK TO YOU!! BRUCCCEEEE!!!" I yell, hearing Alfred almost drop a glass in the kitchen.
"Can't it wait? I'm doing some things." He calls back.
"It's about tonight. I want Wally to come over for dinner and have a sleepove-"
"No."
"What? Bruce, why can't I?" I groan. He knows damn well about Wally and I's love affair.
"I know where you've been for the past day. Barry gave me updates. I was expecting some," He clears his throat. "Some closeness...between you two. I'll change my mind if you promise not to do anything when he comes over. Okay?" He mouth curls into a slight smile.
"I promise I won't do anything with Wally as he comes over." I know what Bruce means by 'anything.' He means sex.
Time to get prepared for my man.
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There's a knock. I beat Alfred to the door. "Mawsta Dick!" He chuckles, watching me open the door. He welcomes Wally and returns to the kitchen to resume his cooking.
I hug Wally. "Woah! Dick.." He giggles and hugs back. I drag him inside and take him upstairs. I see the ballroom and smirk, leading him there. I had an idea.
"Okay, Wally, it's simple. Just follow my lead-"
"This is embarrassing.." He mutters, blushing. I place my hand on his shoulder and one in his hand. He put his hand on my waist and intertwined our fingers.
I played background music. Specifically Fred Astaire's Cheek to Cheek.
"I'm in heaven...
And my heart beats so I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek..
When we're out together, dancing cheek to cheek.." I sang quietly, moving across the dance floor as Wally hums the song as I sing it. I continue singing, loving the moment. I could tell Wally was too.
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After dinner Wally and I were in my room, playing video games. I may or may not have disconnected his controller.
"I CANT MOVEE! YOU WIZARD!" He groaned and I chuckle, cupping his face and kissing him. I felt my face get hot as he touched my knee. I pulled away and moved his hand off. "Bruce would hear us from a mile away.." I whisper.
"Then let's keep it steady.." He winked.'Oh shit.' I think to myself.

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Birdflash (FanFiction.)
FanficBird flash is the mothafuckin king of my otps. THIS IS WEIRD AND I MAY REDO IT BC I WROTE THIS OUT OF BOREDOM SO I MAY REDO IT I'm sorry