Inspired by Whumptober: #6 touch starved. I'm planning to do some more Whumptober but it will be in another fic that's not posted yet. I'm not planning to do all 31 days but I'm planning to do a few in case anyone is interested. This one is a double drabble.
Wally needed a break, just for a few moments and Dick was actually asleep. So at least he didn't feel too guilty this time as he sat down on the bed next to a sleeping Artemis, mostly tucked under covers. He looked down at her sleeping face, her blond hair was fanned around her face messily and she was softly snoring, but she was beautiful, so beautiful. His fingers inched towards her on the bed but stopped before making contact. Wally wanted to touch her badly, touch her face, head, and everywhere. He wished that he could smell her hair, rather than try to remember how it smelled. Wish he could brush her honey hair back with his fingers, cup her sleeping face and plant a lite kiss on her warm forehead.
Wished he could lay in the bed curled up behind her, wrap his arms around her and just hold her, feel her warmth and her heartbeat, just feel her like he was used to but now couldn't. He couldn't smell her hair. He could lay down next to her but he wouldn't be able to touch her, smell her, feel her and that would just make everything worse.