Roy barely heard the knocking at the door over the sound of the shower running as Lian cleaned up for dinner and presents. That was definitely saying something, considering how piss poor the water pressure in the building was - just another reason on the list of why he needed to find someplace better to raise his little girl. "Coming." He called when the second round of knocks rang out - it was Wally, he knew. He didn't get many visitors normally, but late evening on Christmas?
He'd invited Wally over for dinner, though, and was actually surprised at how long it had taken the speedster to show up at the doorstep. Drying his hands on his shirt - bad form but all of the kitchen towels were acting as make shift pot holders and he'd forgotten to pick up paper towels - he made his way over to the door and opened it, only to be met face to face with a Christmas package, Wally's smiling face behind it.
"Merry Christmas, Roy. I know you said no presents but I wanted to get you something anyway. And it's dumb and small and you should open it out here right this second because-" Wally forced himself to stop, and his cheeks gained colour.
Roy quirked a brow, taking the package and examining his friend's face. The smile was a little too thin, nervous and flightly but earnest, and he was clearly embarassed about the present. Roy looked at the box - no larger than a DVD case and just as light, but Roy couldn't begin to think what movie Wally would have bought him thinking he'd want to watch it more than one time. And then he actually looked at the present. Shiny red paper, complete with a green bow at one corner. And then, just a simple tag at the bottom that proclaimed 'to: Roy' in a careful scrawl that didn't really match Wally's normal chickenscratch.
It was so simple and understated - so very unlike Wally - that it left Roy frowning. "Thanks, I guess. I told you, though," and he had to resist the urge to cuff him lightly, because that wasn't a good way to say 'thank you', "and besides, I didn't get you anything." He mumbled the last part, looking back down at the box.
"Just open it," Wally said and it just deepened Roy's confused. He was flustered, and Roy could actually see him vibrating in nervousness.
"Wally-" Roy interrupted himself, though, with a soft sigh. He'd see in a moment, wouldn't he? He leaned back against the door, and carefully unwrapped it, folding the paper and bow and tucking it under his arm. Certainly not a scheme to waste time and make his buddy squirm. The bright paper gave way to a white box, and Roy tilted his head, aware of the intent way Wally was watching his face.
He removed the lid, and the world may have actually tipped a little for how his breath caught in his throat.
Mistletoe. A perfect sprig of fresh mistletoe, nestled among white tissue paper.
He must have stared for too long because all of a sudden Wally began to ramble on about how it was just a joke and he didn't understand why kissing under a poisonous plant that leeched off of other plants was romantic in the slightest anyway and-
"Wally." Roy stopped the other redhead with a look, and a small smile. "Are you trying to tell me you like me?"
Wally went right back to rambling in his fastpace, rushed way. No, no, it was just a joke, teasing and well, okay, maybe but please don't get weird about it, he'd never bring it up again and their friendship was first and foremost-
"Wally." Roy was frowning down at him - pleased when it stopped the speedster in his tracks. "Just shut up before I decide not to kiss you."
"Wha-" Wally began, eyes widening before he promptly clamped down on whatever words next threatened to spill out. Roy allowed a little quirk of a smile before he tugged his friend close, claiming his lips in a kiss that left him breathless, and Wally wordless for longer than he'd ever seen him before. He finally released Wally, and the redhead backed up just enough, eyes wide and fixed on Roy.
"WOW. That was- that was," and he laughed and kissed Roy again, and Roy allowed him to. "That was a much better present than anything else you could've got me," he breathed and smiled at him and Roy just chuckled in turn. "And I don't mean to be a buzzkill but what does this make us? I mean, not that it has to make us anything but I'd like it to and-"
"C'mon. Let's go inside so you can pour attention on Lian once she's done dressing up." Roy chuckled, interrupting him. "And I'd think it makes us boyfriends. If that's what you'd like."
"Uh, yeah." Wally laughed. "Yeah, I'd like that a lot."
"Merry Christmas then, boyfriend." Roy rolled his eyes, ruffled his hair and let him inside the apartment, making a beeline to hang the mistletoe somewhere nice and discreet. Like, maybe the door to his bedroom.
Short short fic! (I am so, so sorry for posting these up in such rapid succession, Author Alert'd people. But I've decided I best upload some of the things I've written while I remember I have this account set up, hahha).
When I wrote this, I really meant for it to be a one-shot. But I've written two more scenes with Roy and Wally and Lian being a cute little family, so I'll just be uploading them as chapters to this instead of as independent fics. PLEASE NOTE HOWEVER: they were never intended to go together as one cohesive look at the Harper-West family. There will be some indiscretions and any additions to this in the future will be stand-alone unless otherwise noted at the beginning of the chapter.
Thank you, and I hope you enjoy.