I do not own DC, I do own Det. Blake Hayes and Victor Lennox.
BatFlash. Here comes the cutesy stuff.
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A few hours passed and Wally and Bruce were laying comfortably in the large king-sized bed in their bedroom. Bruce had thought of it as their bedroom ever since he and the younger hero had started their relationship. Wally had claimed his spot in the large bed not long after the Luthor-Brainiac incident, leaving hints and clues throughout the otherwise ornate room.
Wally had drifted off into a fitful sleep not long after Bruce made him eat all the food Alfred had laid out on the desk for him. He knew Wally hadn't eaten in a while and on top of the emotional trauma, Bruce knew Wally would go into shock if he didn't take care of his high metabolism. Wally grumbled, but he ate all the food and reluctantly admitted he did feel better.
Bruce had managed to catch a couple hours but woke up when he felt Wally start to vibrate next to him. Not an uncommon occurrence when they slept together, but in this case Bruce was hyper-vigilant. He glanced at the sleeping man in his arms, Wally's head on his chest. He placed a small kiss in the speedster's hair and Wally hummed before snuggling closer to his chest. Bruce couldn't help but chuckle, and marvel, at the complete faith and trust Wally had in him. To let his guard down so completely in this traumatic moment—Wally loved him. They hadn't said it to each other yet. He'd wanted to be the first one to tell Wally, but he figured that might have to go on the back burner for a bit while Wally adjusted to his friend's death.
Wally stirred next to Bruce, snuggling into his warmth. He glanced up at the dark crusader and noticed the small smile on his face. "What are you thinking about?"
Bruce glanced down into Wally's green eyes, relieved to see some of their previous sparkle return. "I was thinking about you."
Wally smiled, propping himself up on one elbow and gently kissing Bruce on the lips, "That's nice." He continued to stare into Bruce's piercing blue eyes, but looked away when a sudden thought hit him.
Bruce noticed the immediate change. "Wally I—" Whatever Bruce had been about to say was cut off by a distinct beep from the bedside table. Both their comms were flashing, alerting them of an incoming message from the Watchtower.
Both of them grabbed their perspective comms, Wally's distinct because he'd put a small lightning bolt on his. Bruce had rolled his eyes when he'd seen it the first time, but in moments like these he was a little grateful. He'd didn't think anyone would notice if they switched, but seeing as their relationship was still a secret from even the other founders, he wasn't about to chance it.
"Batman here."
"Batman, where are you?" J'onn's deep timbre echoed on the other end of the line.
Bruce quirked a brow, hearing Flash answer his comm next to him, glancing over at him when he let out an "oh shit!"
A sudden wave of realization hit him, grabbing his phone next to the bed he looked at the time. Damn it. He thought, out loud he said, "I'm on my way. Don't start without me." He let out a growl as he quickly clicked off the communicator and scrambled down to the Batcave to change into his kevlar.
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Flash picked up his comm from the table, "Yah? Flash here."
"Hey hotshot, you're late again." Green Lantern's stern voice sounded on the other end of his comm. He looked over and saw Bruce answering his own comm and suddenly realized what he was late to. "Oh shit!" He saw Bruce grab his phone, mouthing an expletive of his own while he ran out of the bedroom.
"Right well, what can I say? Slept in. I'll be there in a flash!"
He heard a groan sound on the other end, a small grin playing on his face as he ran after Bruce, grabbing one of the spare uniform rings he left at the Manor for just such an occasion.
Bruce emerged from behind a white screen, fully dressed. Wally couldn't help but chuckle as he spun into his own costume. "How could you have possibly gotten dressed faster than me?"
Bruce, now Batman, smirked, grabbed Wally's masked face and planted a quick kiss on his waiting lips. "I'm Batman."
Wally rolled his eyes behind his white lenses, knowing full well that Bruce saw him. "Oh shut up." Laughing Wally smacked Bruce's chest and pushed away so he could get ready to go. "Listen, about what happened yesterday—"
"Wally—"
"Bruce. I'm fine."
Bruce actually snorted in disbelief. Wally sighed, "Okay, okay I'm not, but I just want to say thank you."
Bruce looked at him, debating whether or not he thought Wally should tag along. Deciding it was probably better to keep the constantly moving man busy, he nodded, face settling into Batman mode.
Wally smiled, plastering his fake bravado on his face, ready to tackle the world. Blake's words echoed in his head, causing Wally to take a breath before readjusting his cowl. "I'll just run a little ways away so they don't know we're coming from the same place. Wouldn't want to spoil anything." He laughed, but it didn't quite reach his eyes.
Bruce knew it still bothered him a bit that they hadn't told the other founding members, "Wally it doesn't matter—"
"Really, Bruce, it's fine. I'll jut go a few miles that way and—" Wally stopped when he felt Bruce grab his wrist, he saw Bruce's face set in a determined stare.
"No Wally. I want you to stay."
Wally's eyes widened, the implication hitting him. "Are you sure?"
Bruce grabbed Wally's masked face again, and kissed him deeply, leaving him wanting more. "Yes. I'm sure."
Bruce clicked his comm on, switching the signal to the frequency set for founding members only, "Batman and Flash ready for transport."
J'onn spoke through the comm. "Understood."
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