Disclaimer: I do not own Justice League.
Warnings: None in this chapter.
A/N: Welcome to Building A Family, this is the sequel to my other story The Ever Spinning Compass. I would recommand reading that first before this one.
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Chapter 1: Wally gets drunk, a humors thing...maybe.
Building A Family
Because of his fast metabolism, things affected Wally in different ways, medical drugs was a good, not to mention humors example, another one would be vodka, and not just any vodka.
Pure Russian vodka.
Something about it was able to get Wally drunk when no other drink could, and the results were a little odd to say the least, when he was drunk Wally got clingy and very affectionate, he also had this thing where he liked to bury his face in people's chest. It was only because he did it with both genders, and they thought it was kind of cute that neither Diana nor Shayera knocked the Speedster into orbit.
"I think he does it on purpose" John said, he, Ollie, and Bruce watched as Wally clung to Diana, and bury his face in her chest. The princess just looked exasperated before petting his hair. Vixen, Dinah and Shayera just rolled their eyes amused smiles on their faces.
"I agree" Ollie said, watching his girlfriend try and pry Wally away from Diana only to have herself filled with a drunk Speedster.
They heroes were celebrating the defeat of Darkseid and Lex Luther though no one mentioned the last one, politics and all, on the Earth base, they usually banned alcohol in these get together for obvious reasons, but it looked like someone had snuck some in.
Wally giggled as he snuggled with the lady, he liked her she was soft and smelled really nice like his mommy and Aunt Iris…..Wally blinked, that wasn't right…why was he here again?
"Wally?"
Wally looked at the lady with a curious gaze, he grunted and clung tighter when he felt he was being tugged away.
Nooooo! He didn't wanna let go!
"Let go Wally"
Wally gave a startled yelp when he was pulled rather roughly away, he blinked when he met the gaze of …..someone he knew he was supposed to know but didn't…where was Uncle Barry? Where was his Daddy?
It took all Batman tried not to shift uncomfortably at the intense and slightly unforced gaze on him; briefly he wondered if this was how Iris and Barry felt under Wally's gaze when the Speedster had been younger.
"Come on" Batman said, gripping the arm a little more tightly and leading Wally out of the room and to the hanger, where his Jet was waiting.
The Dark Knight ignored the curious gaze of the other heroes, and the knowing looks of the other Founders, it was no secret among them that ever since he learned that Wally saw him as a parental figure, he was more attentive and protective of the Speedster, in his own Bat grouchy way of course.
They made it to the hanger with Wally surprisingly quiet, and obedient as he climbed into the Jet.
Wally laid his head against the glass, his eyes heavy from the gentle rumble and rocking of the jet, he remembered who this person was, though where was he going he didn't know but he figured he would be told if it was important.
He yawned and rubbed his eyes that were getting heavier and heavier, until they finally closed.
He was serious when he told the Speedster to take attempts on his life more seriously with villains and Senior West still out there, he and the others had agreed on upping Wally's house with security, but the fact that it would piss Wally off stopped them from it.
Personally Batman would only feel better if Wally actually lived with him, constantly under his watch, but Diana said that was too much.
Carefully he laid the younger male on the bed, he paused wondering if he should undress the other, sleeping in spandex was sure to be uncomfortable, but would that be crossing a line? He stared before deciding yes it was, and proceed to wake the younger man.
"Wally"
The Speedster grumbled, before opening green eyes.
"You need to change"
"Don't wanna" came the sleepy reply, and the eyes closed again.
Bruce's lips twitched before he shook the other more firmly.
"Change now" he repeated his voice harden with the do- as- I- say tone that usually got Speedsters moving.
Eyes opened again and with another sleepy grumble Wally rolled out of bed, he stumbled once on his feet, he smiled when Batman steadied and straighten him. Once balanced he started to strip.
Batman looked away, he knew Wally never had any troubles with being naked around others, Bruce was positive it was because of his upbringing, not happy knowledge.
"Done"
Batman looked back and stared at the other in nothing but bright pink boxers, then decided not to ask.
"Bed" he ordered and watched as the younger male did as he was told, watching as he curled underneath the covers, and he'll deny it even on his deathbed that he straighten the covers.
He turned to the leave, stopping when a hand grabbed hold of his waist, he looked over his shoulder and into eyes that were still drunk but longing as well.
"Stay"
Wally didn't want him to leave, didn't want to be alone, he was afraid if he- Bruce was his name!- left he wouldn't see him again like Uncle Barry, and Daddy.
"Stay" he repeated, his hand tightening, "don't want to be alone"
Batman said nothing, tilted his head for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed, where he stayed the whole night.
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