A/N: based on dolphin-with-arms-legs-jetpack's ask on tumblr.

Apodyopis - The act of mentally undressing someone

or, as I'd like to call it, "oh no my bf's hot."

xxx

It's just one of these moments that comes out of nowhere. Nothing really big happened to trigger such a revelation, it just dawns on him, and the timing is the worst possible.

They're on a mission. And the villain's flirting with Nightwing. The guy's checking him out, head to toes, mentally undressing him, while he dodges Dick's attacks, and the revelation hits Wally like a punch to the guts.

Oh, no, my boyfriend's hot.

Wally's jaw doesn't even have the time to drop all the way to the floor because one of the guy's minions throws himself at him. Wally grabs him, throws him into a wall, and then runs towards the others, aiming to disarm them.

Now's not the time to be distracted. He needs to get rid of these goons, go to Dick and help him arrest the bad guy, - and probably hit him hard in the head because how dare he? Now's not the time to marvel at how hot his boyfriend is, but Wally can't help it.

He doesn't even know why he's so baffled about this. It's not like this is new to him. Wally knows Dick is hot, Wally's dating him, and he knows that makes him the luckiest guy in the world; Dick's the complete package, he's smart, caring, the biggest dork ever, and he's hot.

His boyfriend is hot. Okay. Fine. Good. He's not complaining. No problem. At all. Except for the fact that he's so hot, people can't keep their eyes off of him. Not even supervillains.

Oh, no. No, no, no. Hell no.

He's brought back to reality by a hand on his shoulder and a voice in his head.

"Good work, team." Kaldur says, M'Gann and Superboy right behind him. Artemis is helping Dick tie the guy up.

"Can I hit this guy in the head really quick before we turn them all in?" Wally asks, in the mind link, bitterly.

"What? No, he's already down." Artemis thinks back to him, confused, and everyone seems to mimic her expression, but Dick.

Dick's smiling at him.

"No, but since we're done, you can get us out of here and back home." He says, and, before anyone can protest, Wally takes him in his arms and does what he does best; he runs.

The moment they get home and the door closes behind them, Wally starts kissing him, and touching him everywhere.

"A little eager, aren't we?" Dick smiles and says it, in the middle of the kisses, but Wally doesn't let him elaborate on that.

The redhead doesn't really see himself as a jealous guy. He's Dick's boyfriend, not his keeper, plus, he trusts Dick, he always did. Wally trusts Dick with his life, then, why not do it with his heart? So he knows he doesn't need to worry about Dick cheating on him or flirting back during fights because that's their thing and Dick would never do it with anyone else, but still. Seeing some other guy look at his boyfriend like that, it twisted something in his stomach and left a bad taste in his mouth.

And the only thing that can make it better is the brunette's lips, his hands, his face, his eyes, and his everything, so yeah, Wally's a little eager. Sue him.

Dick's takes his mask off, and Wally's half turned on, half suspicious, because his beautiful blue eyes shine with mischief. "Didn't know you were so possessive, Walls."

"Shut up." Wally hides his head on Dick's shoulder, feeling himself blush. "I'm allowed to be upset when supervillains or anyone else flirt with my boyfriend, right?"

"Yeah, but I thought you'd be used to it by now." Dick replies with a chuckle because he's used to it, because he knows everyone else knows he's hot, because Dick knows he's hot.

This is the worst. Wally thinks, for a second, before Dick takes his face in his hand and brings him in for another kiss.

This kiss's different than the others, it's still eager, but gentler and slower and Wally can taste the love right out of his tongue.

Yeah, okay, Wally has to admit that when one's dating Dick Grayson, one's bound to feel jealous and possessive at least 20% the time, but the 80% left just makes him feel so incredibly lucky and happy, so, hey.

He can live with it.