Because apparently I can't write fluff without some Wally angst. Also two posted today because I forgot to do it yesterday, I was busy having fun with friends.

"Thanks for being here." Bruce said softly, holding tight to his lover's hand as they stood in front of his parents graves.

"Not only would I never miss it for the world, Uncle B wouldn't accept it if I let a friend hurt alone." Wally whispered, pressing closer to the bigger body beside him. "Will you introduce us?"

Bruce kissed Wally's cheek briefly. "I don't need to."

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Wally lazily flicked through the channels, looking for something he and Bruce could watch while enjoying a quiet night snuggled up together on the couch. He paused when the evening news caught his eye.

"Don't you get enough bad news at work?" Bruce's deep voice rumbled underneath him.

"So says the man who always reads the morning papers." Wally teased.

"I need to keep an eye on the stock markets." Wally could hear the teasing edge in Bruce's voice.

"Oh hush, Aunt I is talking." Wally called back before focusing on what the newsreader was saying.

Bruce gave a soft chuckle and stayed quiet until the weather. "She has a great screen presence."

"Wait till you meet her in person, it's even better then."

Bruce stilled underneath Wally, causing him to turn around and face his lover. "Am I meeting her in person?"

"If you want. I was talking to her about us. She wants you to come over for dinner."

"Wally, that could be dangerous for her. Knowing about us, and me coming over."

"Barry wouldn't have married her if she couldn't keep a secret. And if he hadn't, this, us, would never have been. I want us to go."

"Then we'll go. You'll have to speed us in though."

"I'd do worse to have you meet my family properly." Wally smiled as he bent in and kissed Bruce.

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Wally paused in his story to take another sip of wine. Bruce and he were sitting on opposite ends of the couch, just sitting and talking, spending time together. "So Iris turned around and said 'why you thought it was a good idea for a fifteen year old to know how to make wind tunnels, I'll never know. But if you want something other than rabbit food you will talk to Bruce Dick's bright ideas.' I've never seen him look so frightened, not even when he was facing Zoom."

"I always wondered what Barry meant by Dick needing to learn about actions and reactions. And why he looked so cowed doing it." Bruce said with a soft laugh.

Wally grinned over. "It worked though, their electricity bill was it's lowest ever that month, even if Aunt I had to replace her petunias."

"I know. I probably would have rewarded Dick for innovative thinking and practical application of resources. No doubt why Barry didn't say anything to me." Bruce leaned over and kissed Wally.

When he pulled back he had that look on his face that Wally knew meant Bruce wanted to say something but didn't know how to put it.

"What is it, Bruce?"

"Wally, you never seem to talk about your parents. It's always Uncle Barry this, Aunt Iris that. Your parents do know about us don't they?"

"Of course. We had dinner in their house last week."

"That was the Allen household. I'm talking about the Wests." Bruce brought up his hand and started carding it through Wally's hair.

Wally sighed looked away. "Bruce, it's been years since I considered Rudolph and Mary my parents. Barry and Iris have always been there for me."

Bruce stiffened and moved his hand down to test on Wally's leg. "Wally?"

Wally's voice came out softer than usual as he fixated on his glass sitting on the coffee table. "Mary was always busy at work, so Rudolph was the one who raised me. When he wasn't drinking that is. He hated superheroes and kept trying to ... discourage my interest in the Flash. Any time Mary noticed she just told me to be better behaved. I think he despised having to move to Keystone because of Mary's job and Uncle B for discussing all of Flash's adventures with me.

"When I recreated Barry's accident he got worse, drinking heavier and trying to keep me on the right track. Then I sprained my knee not long after Barry started taking me out with him instead of just training. Barry insisted on inspecting it for himself and saw the bruises and the cut mark. He just gave me this look and started bandaging me knee.

"From that point on I spent every weekend, most holidays and any time I was injured at their house. I never could get up the courage to ask if he knew about Rudolph or thought I was patrolling without him." Wally gave a dark laugh, still not able to meet Bruce's eyes. "When Mary got another transfer/promotion back to Blue Valley when I was sixteen, Barry talked them into letting me move in permanently. None of us have heard from them since."

"Oh Wally." Bruce leaned in and have a soft kiss to his lover's cheek.

Wally finally looked at him and have a tiny, weak smile. "So you have met my parents. And I love that you get on so well with both of them. I was so nervous. I never wanted them upset or disappointed with me."

"The Wests are fools. Even at your most annoying it's impossible not to love you." Bruce have another butterfly kiss before pulling back looking uncomfortable again. "I think Barry knew. Mary worked for one of my subsidiaries and he asked me to get her transferred back. I always thought it odd that he was encouraging you to move away, but when you moved in with them, I assumed it was to make your training harder and longer."

Wally grinned brightly crawling down the couch to sit in Bruce's lap. "Barry's always looking out for me. Looks like you've been doing the same too."

"Always." Bruce said before drawing Wally into a deep kiss.