He wanted him.

He wanted him so bad.

He wanted him terribly, horribly bad.

Yet he can never have him….

HELLO THERE!

This is Sleepless Lavender!

Yes, yes yes I know, I categorized this as "WALLY" but this also has Roy's story too and lots of people weren't able to read this fanfic so I decided to just have it as it is.

This Chapter is more like a prologue. It's taken place in Roy's life perspective. The official first chapter will feature Roy in the beginning and then Wally in the second half and so is the official second chapter!

For people who just wanted stories on Wally, please read this. You won't be disappointed by my writing skills :)

And for people who hates Roy A LOT, just keep reading. You'll find reasons why NOT to love him! Don't misjudge and spread the love! :)

ENJOYYYY

disclaimer: I do not own YJ, but I do own this fanfic

For once in a lifetime, he finally understood what it felt like to be unseen from the world. He was the rich playboy who all girls knew who he was and wanted him to get under their pants; He was the most spoiled brat of all of Star City; He was known as the hot "sidekick" of Green Bastard.

Yet this was very alien to his life.

Not only was everyone not acknowledging his existence as a separate human being, but his new lifestyle totally changed.

It wasn't a fancy place he lived with Ollie.

It was an average one-man apartment that was decent enough to have some soundproof walls within. His view was the best of it all: the view of the bridge. It was the best during the nighttime and the crack of dawn (it was one of the motivations that made him wake up extra early in the morning).

He learned to stop complaining of what he had so far. Many people expected him to be the rich spoiled boy who just got his favorite toy taken away and kick around a puppy for his frustration on the "low class hobo house".

Ironically, he told himself that this was his choice of life to be an individual superhero. This may have been one of the most mature advices he gave to himself …. Ever…..

Food was always takeout so he didn't care less (give a damn) about the empty fridge on the side.

The things that Ollie has let Roy take with him were the large, flat Samsung TV, cable, the advance computer, and a bed. Having those made life a bit easier to get used to the new life style.

After a hot shower and wrapping a towel around his waist, he reached for a bottle of cold water and started opening the fridge, until….

"Hey…."

A voice…. He recognized that voice…. That voice belonging to

"Wally West…"

"Watzup?"

Roy seemed a bit pissed to see him. He wasn't uncomfortable with his current state of clothing, considering he was already used to it from the naughty high school boys' shower room. He was just pissed that he wasn't ready to see him when he missed him too much.

"What are you doing here?" Roy accidentally smashed the door shut, misleading Wally thinking that he was being mad at him. He ignored that to look controlled, opened the cap, and drank the whole bottle.

"Um…. Well….. I wanted to visit you… and…. Your… new…. Home…." Wally awkwardly stared at Roy. Nothing but a towel on and wiping water from sweet, irresistible lips was too much to bear.

"Why? Need something?" Roy sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Both waited in silence in a tense atmosphere.

Meanwhile in Wally's head, he wanted to say he wanted to see Roy… A LOT. But it makes it sound like they're a couple and both of them were not even close to that.

They were just best friends….

Right?

"I came….. to… MAKE you food!" Wally forced a smile.

"….Ok," Speedy didn't turn around, but Wally knew he was giving him an awkward look. "I thought you were bad at cooking…"

The boy of sixteen just stood there, silently chuckling at the memory of a long time ago.

"That's old news! Girls these days LOVE guys who cook for them!" he quickly opened the fridge door to see nothing but water bottles.

"Dude! What do you eat?" Wally exclaimed. If he had a fridge like that, it would be hell.

"Simple; It's called takeout, genius…." Roy turned around to see Wally run and come back with a grocery bag of food. He couldn't help but roll his eyes by that wide, dumb tooth smile from a boy who wore outrageous yellow spandex.

"I'll cook something awesome as soon as I can!" Wally announced. In lighting speed, he made pasta that smelled so good, Roy's stomach began to growl. Then, a weird face was made.

"Wally, it's morning. I need breakfast, not lunch,"

Wally blushed with embarrassment. "Oh, so I guess I have to eat it…"

From Roy's eyes, he saw a weak, helpless puppy in the rain, crying its little eyes out.

Out of sympathy he said, "I guess today can be lunch equals breakfast day…" and he could see the radiance of sun coming back.

Without another thought, the pasta was delivered on the coffee table followed by utensils and a bottle of water. He wasn't absorbed by the awesome smell cause it brought weakness to his stomach: in other words, he's not used to lunch first thing in the morning.

Hesitant at first, the face of a hopeful teenager forced Roy to take the first bite.

It was a bit too heavy for the morning, but other than that….

It was delicious.

When did he have time to learn how to make such masterpiece?

All he could do is stare at the pasta with awe.

"Omigod, is it that bad? I'm sorry! I think I just poisoned you! I could take it back if you want!" Wally kept stuttering in panic mode.

Snapped back to reality, Roy also came into a semi-panic mode. "Nonono, it's fine! Honestly!" He couldn't stop making hand motions. He must've looked like a fool.

Wally sighed with relief, "I wanted to show you as soon as possible! It took me a few years to finally master Mom's recipe!"

Roy, eyes on the TV and pasta in his mouth, he made a silly, suspicious look. He raised an eyebrow. "Is that the reason you came here early to make this?"

"Um…. Kinda?" Wally kept a shy, embarrassed face. He couldn't stop scratching the back of head.

Somewhere inside his heart, Roy felt like he was flying.

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