Words: 985
Characters: Wally, Artemis, mentions of orig!team
Notes: Because there's always so much work and all you want to do is kiss your archer girlfriend/speedster boyfriend and have a good, long nap with them by your side.
nap, #60
Soft snores and steady breathing.
That was all Artemis could hear as she approached Wally's door along the hallway of the Cave's living quarters. It was a cool, quiet Sunday afternoon and she was left with the speedster in the cave while the rest of the team was out living their own good lives. Kaldur had gone swimming with Tula and Garth; they'd wanted to try out the new public pool that had recently opened in Happy Harbour. Robin had told everybody that he needed to finish a project with a friend and Artemis recalled Wally responding by cheekily singing something along the lines of "Barbara and Robin sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" He had only shut up when Robin threw a birdarang at him. Zatanna was actually out of town, visiting her extended family in New York, and Raquel never hung out in the Cave on Sundays anyway. As for Conner and M'gann, she'd last seen them sneak out of the Cave's back door so as not to alert anyone of their departure. She remembered M'gann mentioning something about a picnic a few days before and assumed that that was where the couple had headed off to.
As recently graduated seniors, Conner and M'gann were ruthless when it came to their free time now that they were free from everything and anything school-related. They had both opted to postpone college for now and maintain their job with the team. It wasn't really a decision everyone liked to talk about because anything that had the slightest insinuation of leaving the team carried with it an air of bitterness and sorrow. Not to mention awkwardness.
No one was leaving the team any time soon, though, Artemis was pretty sure of that. They all currently had bigger things to worry about, especially her and the snoring speedster. Though their dates didn't align exactly, both Artemis and Wally had exams coming up right around the corner and as honorary seniors who regularly took up secret identities to save the world on a daily basis, that meant a lot of stress. Stress and the inability to fight off sleep when it knocked, apparently.
Artemis opened the door to Wally's bedroom of the Cave. She had left him there twenty minutes ago to run to the grocery store and bring back some food before M'gann and Conner got home. She remembered telling him specifically to start reviewing for his Biology exam before she got back and wondered how far he'd gotten so far.
He obviously hadn't done much.
Wally lay atop his bed, flat on his stomach. His green, hardcover Biology textbook rested on the space next to him and one of his arms was draped over it, fingers curling to clutch the front cover loosely. A couple of stray pencils were scattered next to the length of his legs, sinking into the creases he was making in his bed. By his feet lay a spread of review papers, some for Biology, some of Chemistry, and others for Psychology and Math. When Artemis walked up to his bed, she swore she saw an English essay peeking out from under one of Wally's previous Chemistry tests.
Artemis rolled her eyes and quickly collected all of the papers and pencils and organised them as neatly as she could on his diabolically unorganised and cluttered desk. She walked back to his bed and sat on the newly made space. Prying the textbook gently from his hold, Artemis ran a hand through Wally's hair and spoke in a quiet voice.
"Come on, Wallman. We got work to do," she said. The snores stopped but he didn't respond. Artemis leaned over the side of the bed to place the textbook on the floor and turned back to lift both of her legs onto his bed. Artemis pursed her lips and tilted her head, her loose blonde hair falling into a pool of gold next to Wally's head.
"Get up, West," Artemis scolded lightly, still stroking a path through his hair to the backs of his left ear and shaking his shoulder lightly with her other hand. When the redhead mumbled something incoherent, Artemis smirked and plopped down to lay next to him, fingers simultaneously playing with his hair and tracing patterns on his shoulder.
"We need to study, Wally," Artemis insisted in a whisper, but she subtly tucked away all of her academic responsibilities in the back of her mind when Wally finally picked his head off of his pillow and turned to her. His eyes, half open, were awash with sleep and held a hazy look upon them. Her heart caught in her throat for a moment when she caught a glimpse of his bright, green eyes. He blinked sleepily at her and wrinkled his nose.
"Can't we sleep for like half an hour or something?" he mumbled. Artemis snorted quietly.
"Not if you want that A, Baywatch," she said, moving forward to place a chaste kiss on his lips. Wally moaned appreciatively against her lips and his hand found a way around her wrist.
"You know just as well as I do that getting that A is easy as ice cream," he whispered against her lips. Artemis smiled lopsidedly but retaliated with, "Prove it." Wally pulled back briefly, still blessed with that dazed, rugged look that made him look so sinfully handsome against his desk's lamplight.
"Later," he decided, tugging her wrist and the rest of her form closer to him, his lips landing on a spot on the base of her neck. Artemis sighed contently, his ministrations doing wonders to all the recent stress that had been set heavily on her shoulders. Within moments, she'd come undone in his experienced hands and eventually she succumbed to letting him have his lazy way with her. They could work later; they'd been working the whole day.
Should sleep come, Artemis would welcome it.
Aaaaaand there's the 2AM mark. Everything I'm writing is telling me to go to sleep. Hope you guys enjoyed the Spitfire!
