Wally watched the interaction between Superboy and M'gann, not at all pleased about the fit his stomach was currently having. For once it wasn't out of hunger, and for once he didn't try to fill the void by stuffing his face. Instead he watched, stomach turning and heart clenching while the two aliens got cozy on the couch despite his presence from the hallway.
Wolf padded over to him and sat, watching the scene with the redhead. Wally's hand instinctively wandered to the silver fur on the canine's back and gently caressed him. Wolf made a sound he approved and turned his face to nuzzle Wally's neck. He flinched at the strange affection Wolf was showing him but understood perfectly.
Both arms wrapped around Wolf's thick neck and Wally silently sobbed, eyes closed, as he fell to his knees in despair.
Interpret how you want to.
What is this… I don't even know.
Why do I do stuff that makes me sad?
