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John had taken Wally up to the WatchTower to get settled in before his shift started. The red head was moody the whole trip up and eerily quiet.
"…Wally…" John started, unsure of how to even begin his question.
"Yeah?"
"Never mind…"
Wally flipped his hair out of his eyes, he really did need to get it cut and he frowned as soon as it flopped back into place. He sat down on his bed and sighed deeply, closing his green eyes for a moment.
John shook his head and glanced at the clock on Wally's desk.
"I better get going. Call me if you need anything."
"…thanks."
Batman was already in the monitor room, typing furiously as he watched what seemed to be several dozen television screens that helped keep the Eastern hemisphere in check. He gazed over at the clock, knowing that Wally was due to sit and watch the Western hemisphere in a matter of minutes.
As soon as the thought came across his mind, the door to the room swished open and Wally walked in, clearly avoiding looking over at Bruce. His mask was hanging back and he had his mp3 player blasting in his ears.
Bruce frowned, knowing that Wally was purposely trying to break the rules to get him angry but he decided that two could play that game and he would just ignore him. That would show him.
Maybe.
They spent the better part of the first hour in complete silence. Wally had his feet up on the console and was watching the monitors with a blank stare, almost zoned out. Occasionally he would jerk his body if he saw something that alerted him but it was usually a false alarm or something that could be handled by police.
Bruce, on the other hand, was typing away, trying to keep himself busy. It was a slow night definitely and being stuck with Wally wasn't making it go any faster. He checked the clock again and saw they had hit the first two hour mark. It was time for a break.
"Break time."
He told Wally, who had already gotten out of his chair and was walking towards the door. Bruce shook his head and followed him, not because he wanted to but even he needed some coffee.
Wally was standing in the kitchen, making himself a light snack. A few dozen cookies and a pot of coffee, he would add the cream and 27 sugars later.
"…do you want some?" He strained to ask as he saw Bruce looking for another coffee filter. Even when he was upset at someone, Wally still couldn't be mean.
"No." Bruce answered and realized he probably could have said no thank you.
Wally stiffened and he stuffed a cookie into his mouth to avoid having to say anything more to the other man. Bruce watched with interest as he licked the crumbs from his mouth.
Wally continued the process of eating a cookie, licking the crumbs and drinking coffee for several more very awkward minutes. He shifted his weight from foot to foot in a nervous dance that only he could pull off without looking like an utter fool.
He picked up the last of the chocolate chips and popped it into his mouth. He knew that Bruce was watching him and he felt torn between intense anger and wanting to jump him and tear off that Batsuit.
As much as he wanted to be angry at Bruce…to hate Bruce…to never be anywhere near Bruce, he knew that he couldn't.
Wally pursed his lips, damning chocolate chip cookies for being a thinking food.
"Bruce…"
Batman looked over at Wally from over his own cup of coffee, completely black.
"What?" He asked, a bit rougher then he intended. Wally wasn't the only person who had been hurt by their fight.
Wally blinked quickly and realized his eyes were tearing up again.
"Dammit…what is wrong with me?" He muttered, wiping at his eyes. Why should he be crying? He was the one who was mad.
"…I should have you pulled from active duty."
"What!?" Wally said in anger.
"You're clearly not over what happened, Wally. You haven't been able to think rationally for weeks," Bruce seemed to pause at this point, as if hinting more, "You've stopped taking care of yourself…you've stopped caring about the League." Bruce sighed and put a hand to his head, "I know you're still mad at me for telling you to take time off but you need it."
Bruce had a way of pointing out even the most uncomfortable truths. And this was definitely one of them. But they had already had this talk…well it was more like a yelling match but now several weeks later…Wally could finally see the wisdom in Bruce's words and he felt like an utter ass for ever doubting the other man.
"You promised you wouldn't tell the others…." He tried to make an excuse but he was failing.
"And I still won't. I'll make up something but I want you to take the time off."
Tears were falling quickly from Wally's eyes as Bruce spoke. He shook his head slowly.
"I…I can't….I can't…."
Bruce walked over to him and before even Wally could react, he pulled him into a tight hug. As soon as Wally felt the body heat he had been missing for so long, he broke down completely.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for what I said…" He sobbed into Batman's chest, "I…just thought that if we pretended that it never happened…it'd go away…but…I didn't want to push you away."
Bruce sighed quietly as he held Wally, rocking slowly to help the younger man calm down.
"I know."
Wally sniffed loudly and glanced up at Bruce, cracking a small but still broken smile.
"…thank you…for….putting up with me."
Bruce grinned faintly, kissing him on the cheek. "If I didn't, no one would."
Wally laughed between sniffles and kissed Bruce quickly, albeit softly.
"Jerk."
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Aw, Bruce and Wally are finally getting over it...too bad that's just the start.
Hope everyone had an awesome and safe Halloween!
Read n' Review plez it makes me happy
SPOILER FOR UNDERCOVER:
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Wally was raped by Luthor.
