Just a quick Roy/Wally one-shot because they are my OTP.
"Holy crap you're cold," Wally remarks, shoving blankets between he and Roy. The archer doesn't open his eyes. Instead, he mumbles, "Shut the hell up and cuddle with me—"
"—but you're freezing!" Wally hisses, eyes narrowing. "Did you sneak out…?" Roy's blue eyes snap open, meeting Wally's green ones.
"…no."
Wally's glare is enough to warm Roy's cheeks. He grins lazily; arm working its way under the blanket's Wally had stuffed between them. His cold fingers race along Wally's ribs, making the younger boy squeal.
It's not enough to distract him, however. Wally grips Roy's arm and holds it down against the mattress. His free hand pushes Roy flat, and he hovers over his boyfriend. "You went out on patrol?"
Roy's grin slowly fades to a scowl, and he turns his head. "So what if I did? Someone has to."
"Where the hell was I?" Wally asks incredulously, eyebrows shooting to his hairline. "Don't tell me I slept through you getting ready, because you are loud as fuck when you're getting ready and…yeah that's not the point." He stares at Roy, leaning close so he can look at his eyes. Roy peeks at him, noting how close the other boy is. His eyelashes are practically brushing Wally's.
"Why wasn't I invited?"
Roy thinks that maybe Wally hadn't quite understood the reason why he wanted to cuddle earlier. Its winter in Star City, and Roy's uniform isn't exactly warm, so when he came home, shivering and annoyed from not catching that thief, he expected to shower and warm up. But the he remembered that the shower was broken, and that the heat in his apartment sucked. So he'd settled for Wally. Now, he's rethinking this decision.
"You were sleeping." He tells Wally, turning so he's looking up. It pisses him off how Wally has managed to lay completely on top of him but is still covered with his blanket and another blanket separating their bodies.
Their noses brush and Wally stares at him. "So what? You could have woken me up."
"You were drooling."
"Oh, my saliva was bothering you?" His eyes widen. "Golly, I'm sorry."
"No," Roy answers, knocking his forehead against Wally's, "you were drooling and asleep so I left you." Wally's breath is warm, so Roy's a little less annoyed.
Wally squirms slightly, cocooning himself in his blankets, and the annoyance is back. Roy glares, and scowls. "Well you could have gotten hurt."
"I didn't."
"Yeah but you could have."
Roy groans, and Wally squirms again as he feels the vibrations. "Can I just sleep? Please. Also, I'm fucking freezing."
Wally nods, lips barely touching Roy's. "I know. I felt your toes when you can into bed."
"So let's cuddle—"
Wally's mouth is quick, latching onto Roy's. His tongue runs across the archer's bottom lip. Roy immediately responds, trying to work his way out of all the blankets to wrap his arms around Wally, pulling him closer. "How about we warm you up another way," Wally breathes against Roy's neck, tongue darting out.
Roy nods, moving so they're lying on their sides. "Y-yeah. Okay. Sure."