[I do not own Teen Titans or any characters mentioned in this story. hEY who wants more angst turned fluff?]

Wally stared blankly at the grained white ceiling of Elliot and his' shared apartment. He'd been having this dream, this one stupid dream, for weeks now. When he woke up, he felt so guilty and so stupid.

Wally knew exactly why Elliot was so comfortable around the children of Central City, and why he was so heartbroken to see them go or to be told he had to leave. Elliot and Wally could never biologically have a child, and Wally felt like every time Elliot looked sadly at the kids that it was his fault. Wally felt like he'd ruined Elliot's dream, and it haunted him day in and day out.

It seemed not even Elliot's soft breathing from where he was curled against Wally's chest could distract him. He felt sick and guilty and terrible. If you looked at Wally now, you would see obvious bags under his eyes from not sleeping well. Elliot had been worried sick about him, but Wally refused to share his thoughts.

Wally was momentarily distracted from his thoughts when the black mass on his chest finally stirred awake. Elliot stretched about a bit, making a few obscene noises as he slowly woke up. Elliot smiled up at Wally sleepily, his eyes still drooping and his messy hair still splaying everywhere. Elliot slowly crawled up so that he could very softly kiss Wally's lips, snuggling back into the crook of Wally's neck afterwards.

"Good morning." Elliot said just above a whisper from his hiding spot in Wally's neck, letting his muscles relax just a bit from the stretching and the curling against his boyfriend. Elliot hummed drowsily as he ran a hand up and down Wally's bare arm just to feel his skin, quickly becoming distracted by counting the soft freckles dotting Wally's skin.

Wally loved days when Elliot and him didn't have to get up to actually do anything. Mainly because when Elliot was tired he had no filter whatsoever. Elliot was usually very up tight and thoughtful of what he said and did, but when Elliot was tired he really couldn't be paid to care. Another thing that made Elliot so fun in the morning was that no matter how objective Elliot was to Wally sleeping in just his boxers at night, he was very appreciative of waking up to the sight in the mornings. Due to his nonexistent filter, he usually verbalized that appreciation.

Wally sighed through his nose tiredly as he turned on his side and embraced Elliot, kissing his forehead sweetly to the sound of Elliot's still slow and sleepy giggles. Elliot looked at Wally, holding the sides of Wally's face with both of his hands and running his thumbs up and down Wally's freckled cheeks. Wally didn't know why, but he really liked this part of the mornings. Just being able to look deep into Elliot's eyes as he softly caressed his face and giggled when Wally leaned in to the touch. He just liked being with Elliot, here when nothing in the world made any noise and the boy in front of him was his oxygen.

Elliot smiled fondly at Wally's pure blue eyes before stopping and frowning suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Elliot asked worried. Wally had been like this for a while now. Elliot knew something was wrong, and he just wanted to help Wally.

Wally stopped and thought for a moment. Maybe he should just tell Elliot what he'd been thinking lately, it'd probably make him feel better. Wally looked at Elliot once again, and melted under that gaze, all thought of denying him anything, including information, completely obliterated.

"I...Are you upset...that we can't...that we can't have any children together? Biologically?" Wally said slowly and unsurely. Elliot stopped for a moment like he was thinking, but when he opened his mouth Wally spoke first.

"And don't give me any of your 'it's not that big a deal' bullcrap. I...This is important to you, I know it is, so if you're upset I just want you to tell me." Wally said, the bags on his eyes feeling heavier and heavier with every passing syllable.

Elliot sighed sadly, looking down at the sheets for a moment as he thought. He too started to feel tired, but not physically. He'd kept so much in for so long, worried that if he burdened his friends that they'd leave him, and now when someone was willing and actually wanting to listen it felt alien to him. Elliot was emotionally worn down, and was much too tired to not tell Wally how he felt.

"I...Yeah...Yeah, I'm upset. But not at you. I mean, I just...I feel angry at myself sometimes. Not because of you, but because maybe if I were just...born a girl or...not born at all...I wouldn't feel so bad all the time. I want...I want to feel important to somebody. I want to be someone in somebody's life. You've given me that Wally, but...I…I…" Elliot said slowly, his eyes downcast and his smile gone. It was hard getting all of this out, but it felt better when he did, just a little bit. He was still confused and angry at his own feelings and thoughts, but at least the weight on his heart lifted some.

"Elliot, I would die if you weren't born at all." Wally said in all seriousness as he placed one of Elliot's hands on his heart.

"You just don't realize everything you mean to me. Elliot, you couldn't ever be replaced. You're amazing, and beautiful, and kind, and...Elliot." Wally said, having a little trouble putting everything he wanted to say into words.

"I...I'm sorry…" Wally finished sadly as he fully embraced Elliot into a hug. Wally could feel Elliot sighing into his chest.

"You're fine." Elliot responded.

It took only a minute and a half for Wally to start feeling Elliot giggling against his chest, making a questioning hum.

"Sorry, it's just...It's ten o'clock, I'm still barely awake, and we aren't even married yet. Why on earth are we talking about us having children?" Elliot said as Wally rolled his eyes.

And then Wally's mind started to wander as it often did. Wally marrying Elliot, Elliot smiling and wearing all white, Wally being able to say 'Elliot Knight-West'. Wally being able to wake up to this face every single morning.

Wally smiled fondly, his cheeks just dusting with red blush.

"Not yet." Wally mumbled quietly, still lost in his own world.

Wally reveled in the fact that he could feel Elliot blushing hard and smiling as the very same ideas flashed through his mind.

[Short n sweet! I'm still open for ideas after this, I don't know where to take this story right now so anything you wanna see carrot boy and his pet cat go through send me! I'd love to write it!]