Sooo, for this I need y'all to imagine that after the whole justice lord incident, Bats used the portal to look through other dimensions so see if they become rogue in those worlds.
The next chapter of this is already finished, I will post it in either 1 week, or if I get 6 reviews (If I get them on AO3, I will post here also. Or vice versa.)
Wally smiled into the soft pillow when he felt his lover leave soft kisses on the back of his neck. He was kept warm by the larger body draped over his back. They laid there, content to just be in each others presence and enjoy the afterglow. After a while, the redhead began to squirm, prompting the dark-haired man to get up. He crossed the large bedroom and entered the bathroom, emerging in a pair of sweatpants and carrying a damp towel as well as a dry one. He washed away all the evidence of their lovemaking on the languid body- minus some hickeys that would be gone by morning- before Wally turned over and pulled him back into the bed. The redhead pressed his lips against the others, smiling into the kiss.
"You're incredible," He said, cuddling up to the other as he pulled the blanket up over them. A kiss was gently but firmly pressed against his forehead in response. A hand reached over and clicked off the bedside lamp, enveloping the room in darkness. They held onto one another tight until they drifted off.
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He'd ran to the transporter the second they saw the feed. Flash, Wally, had been missing for nearly three days. It wasn't like the redhead to disappear without a trace like that. The team had been looking everywhere, following every lead, but had come up with nothing. Not even J'onn could locate him. Until the moment when every monitor in the Watchtower, possibly in the country, had their missing speedster on it. He was weak, beaten, starved, and most likely drugged; on his knees and staying upright only by the guards holding him by his arms.
Towering over him was Lex Luthor. President of the United States, Lex Luthor. They were on a stage of some sort, maybe a set, yet there was no audience. He must have known that the people wouldn't stand for this, wouldn't support what he was about to do. The bald man was rambling on and on about the Justice League. The man wasn't listening to a word he said in his rush. He, Superman, and Green Lantern all stepped onto the teleporter, the last thing they saw on the monitor was Luthor roughly pulling the Flash's cowl down, exposing his face and revealing his identity to the world.
They arrived at their destination just as the rifle was being aimed. It pointed at the youngest members head, it's wielder showing no mercy in his eyes. Before any of them could even think to move or speak, a shot rang out and Wally's body hit the floor.
Bruce jerked awake and quickly sat up in the bed, breathing heavily. He turned the lamp on before looking around wildly. He sighed when he saw what, or rather, who, he was looking for. Wally was next to him, sleeping peacefully, just like he should be. Well, he had been sleeping peacefully, until the chest he had been using as a pillow threw him off when it had moved so abruptly. Bruce reached for Wally, touching him wherever he could, rubbing his hands over his arms, his chest, his shoulders, before gripping his face with both hands. The couple's eyes met, Wally's conveying confusion as well as understanding, while Bruce's showed intense fear as well as relief.
"Bruce? What's wrong?" The question was ignored as Bruce just pulled the other body into his own, hugging it as close to him as humanly possible. Wally hugged back, doing what he could to comfort the obviously distraught older man. After a few moments, when Bruce caught his breath and hesitantly released Wally, they settled back into the bed once more.
"Nightmare?" Bruce nodded.
"The Justice Lords?" He nodded again. Wally sighed, turning to lay on his side. He brought a hand up to stroke Bruce's stubbly cheek as he spoke. He was about to say something comforting when the older man's voice filled the quiet of the room, sounding strangely vulnerable.
"I've waited my entire life to find a love like this," The shaky voice began, "and now that I have it, I don't want to lose it. I don't want to lose you." Wally opened his mouth to reply but Bruce continued, looking down, "But it seems like everything is pointing towards the inevitability that I'm going to."
"Bruce, I'm not-"
"In every world, Wally West dies young. Every one." He whispered the last part, not trusting his voice.
"You don't know that! Who's to say you checked them all, that there aren't tons more dimensions out there where I am just fine! And even if you did get them all, it doesn't mean it's going to happen in this world, in our world!" Wally shouted, before taking a moment to compose himself.
"I am going to die one day, Bruce," The older man met his eyes, "In fact, I'm dying right now. Every minute that passes, I'm a minute closer to death. And I might have billions of minutes left or I might have ten! No one knows! But what I do know, is that my dying wish would be to spend every single last minute that I have left on this earth with you." Bruce just stared at him with those stunning blue eyes, as if he was trying his best to believe what the younger man was saying.
"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, Bruce. I promise." He pressed a kissed to his lover's cheek before putting his head back on the firm chest, rubbing a hand up and down the toned, scarred skin of his stomach. Bruce's eyes didn't leave Wally for a long time, but when they finally did, it was to glance at the bedside dresser.
"Wally," He spoke.
"Yeah?" A sleepy voice replied. A pause.
"Marry me." There was no hesitation before the redhead replied, the sleepiness dissipating as a mega-watt grin took over his features.
"Okay." The corner of the billionaire's lips curved upwards, hinting at a smile.
"I'm serious." Wally laughed, nodding.
"Of course you're serious. You're Batman." Bruce laughed and leaned over, reaching in to the top dresser drawer. He dug for a moment before pulling out a small box. Still laying together in the bed, he pulled out a simple silver band (as simple as something covered in diamonds can be), and slipped it onto Wally's finger. They both admired it for a moment before Wally reached for Bruce's face, grasping it and tugging it towards his own. Bruce could feel the cool metal of the ring against his skin and smiled into the kiss. Both were beaming when they parted.
"I just got engaged while naked. Life is so good." Wally commented, leaning back onto the bed, one hand behind his head and the other extended in front of him, moving his hand around to see the ring at different angles. Bruce smirked and leaned over him, moving in closer as he spoke.
"It's about to get better." Wally swallowed. Bruce didn't speak again until his lips were centimeters from Wally's ear. Then he whispered:
"There's cake downstairs."
Wally eyes widened in excitement and he whispered, "God, I love Alfred," placed a quick, and this is The Flash were talking about, so I really do mean quick, kiss to Bruce's lips before he was gone. Just as fast as he had left, he was back, grabbing the first pair of pants he saw he shucking them on, and then in a gust of wind he was gone again.
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When Bruce made it to the kitchen, the light was on and the silverware drawer was open. Wally sat on a barstool, half-naked and fork in hand as he tore away at the oversized chocolate cake. Next to him, on a plate was a perfectly cut piece for Bruce. It was a corner piece, his favorite. He sat down and began to eat, but as he savored the second bite, he felt the familiar and, at the moment, unwanted buzzing in his ear. He heard a groan to his left, indicating that the other hero had gotten the message as well.
"It will be here when we get back, come on," Bruce said, pulling the reluctant speedster out of his chair and away from the baked good.
"Not if Tim beats us," Wally grumped as he reluctantly went to grab a Flash ring and change into his costume before rushing to the Batcave where he met a fully dressed Batman. Batman, that he had seen non-fully dressed before. Many, many times. He let J'onn know that they were ready for transport and waited patiently for a moment before the setting of the cave began to dissipate. Wally's mind had one fleeting thought before his body disappeared.
'Holy shit, I'm engaged to Batman."