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When Nightwing entered the Mountain, his eyes searched for a familiar yellow outfit. He tried not to let his confusion show on his face when said outfit wasn't found, met with the faces of everyone but the person he was searching for.
"Where's Wally?" Which, in everyone else's minds, translated to: Where's my boyfriend, and why didn't he tell me he wasn't going to be here today? "Is something wrong?"
The rest of the team shared a look before Artemis stepped forward, clearing her throat. "Wally called in sick today." Nightwing can feel a bit of shock numbing his chest. "So he won't be making it today. But.. If you need to, we can manage today without you. It's nothing too serious."
"Are you.." Nightwing stops himself after Artemis gives him a sharp look. "Okay, okay. Thank you, really. Who knows if he's even gotten out of bed yet… Ugh, that idiot probably hasn't eaten all morning. He's gonna be starved.."
"Yeah, so get moving, would you? Wally's probably desperately needing some Dick Grayson cuddles, don't you think?" Artemis cringes with her own words. Seems like Zatanna has been rubbing off on her lately, Dick thinks with a bit of amusement . "Get going, Dick."
Nightwing smiles and goes back into the Zeta tube, a slight worry building in his chest. Nightwing, B-01 echoes for a brief moment in his ears before he's transported to a new location than where he entered, this one being incredibly close to where Wally lived. I hope he's alright. If he hasn't eaten much, then there's no telling how he's going to be, with his metabolism. Ugh, Walls, why couldn't you just call me this morning?
Nightwing sighs as he sneaks down the street, the early sunlight hurting his eyes. If I'd known Wally was going to be sick, I would have slept earlier. I was out all night… "You'd better be real grateful for me, Wallace West…"
Nightwing manages to change clothing just before he walks into Wally's apartment, using the spare key he'd given him to get in without a problem. Wally is nowhere to be seen when Dick enters the apartment, so he kicks his shoes off and goes to Wally's bedroom door. He knocks on the door, and hearing no reply, cracks it open and steps inside.
Wally was sound asleep in his bed, snuggled up into the covers and drooling a little on his pillow. Dick couldn't help a little smile with how cute Wally was when he was dead asleep, going over to the bed to press the back of his hand to Wally's forehead, frowning with how hot it was. "Hey, Wally… It's me, Dick. It's time to wake up, you've been sleeping all morning."
"Hng.." A low groan is the only thing that Dick gets in response, Wally pulling the cover up and over his head now. Dick sighs before pulling it down again, finding a sleepy Wally blinking up at him. "Dick..? What are you…"
"Doing here? I'm here to take care of you, Mr. Called-in-sick-but-didn't-tell-his-boyfriend." Wally has the brains to look sheepish as Dick checks his temperature again. "You're running a fever. Did you take anything for it? Have you eaten?"
"No… And no. I woke up, felt pretty bad, called in, and went back to bed. Sorry… I should have told you." Wally sits up with a groan, erupting into a cacophony of coughs as soon as he's up. Dick can hear the rattle if phlegm buildup as he takes in a few deep breaths, and Wally already looks like he wants to fall asleep again, resting his head against the headboard. "M'so… Sleepy. Come cuddle."
"Not yet, Walls. I have to get you some medicine and some food, so you don't starve and we can get rid of that fever. Then I'll consider cuddling you." Wally pouts, but Dick is stronger than that, giving his forehead a kiss before leaving the room to go to Wally's kitchen and bathroom.
It doesn't take much for Dick to make some easy soup from a can to feed Wally, and it's easy enough to find some medicine despite his messy bathroom cabinet. I'll make him some proper food later, when he can handle it… For now, this soup should be enough. He'll want something easy for him to eat.
With a hot bowl of soup and some medicine now balanced in his hands, Dick returned to Wally's room. The speedster was dozing off, his chin to his chest. When Dick steps closer, he jolts awake again, blinking slowly and sleepily. He seems to brighten up at the sight of Dick and food, which would always lighten him up on a bad day regardless if he was sick or not.
"Have I told you how much I love you lately?" Wally croaks out through his sore throat, making room for Dick to sit next to him. Despite it being nasty, he takes the medicine offered to him no problem, all doe eyes for his boyfriend. "Because I do. I love you so much. I'm really getting spoiled…"
"I think it's the bare minimum to take care of my boyfriend when he's so sick he can't even make himself go eat, which is one of his favorite things to do." Dick spooned up some of the broth, bringing it to Wally's lips. He dutifully opens his mouth and gently drinks the broth, humming, satisfied. "Is it good?"
"Oh, it's great. Even better because Dick Grayson is feeding it to me. Heh…" Dick rolls his eyes and gets him a few noodles this time, continuing the process until there's nothing left of the soup. " Mmm. That hit the spot! Thank you very much… Ahh, I really needed that. Feelin' better already."
"I'm glad you are. Maybe with some food, you'll be able to kick this sickness sooner. I sure hope so, at least… But I've got to admit, I do enjoy this day off to pamper you." Dick grins, lifting Wally's arm up to slip it over his shoulder, both of them sinking down into the sheets now that Dick had moved the bowl off to the bedside table. "It's not every day we get to just… Sit around and snuggle all day, you know? I've missed it. Sometimes I wish being a superhero wasn't a full time job…"
Wally does his best not to breathe on Dick's face or anything, not wanting to get him sick, too. But it's hard with them being so close and snuggling as they were. "Me too, honestly…" It was a rare, soft moment between the two of them. It wasn't often they admitted to being a little tired, a little burnt out. "So let's enjoy this, yeah? I'll try not to be too sick for you. So… How's a nap sound?"
Dick laughs, snuggling into Wally's shoulder. "Alright, I'll grant that request. But, as soon as we're done napping, I'm making you a proper lunch, and you're going to eat up. Kid Flash can't get better if he doesn't eat all the food he can."
"Yeah, yeah. I got it." Wally pressed a gentle kiss to Dick's temple, smiling all giddily, the fever obviously getting to his head. Not that Dick minded. "Okay, nap time… See you again soon, Rob."
Dick hummed as he walked around the kitchen, preparing a late brunch for Wally. The sizzle of bacon and the smell of sweet pancakes filled the room. Wally had always preferred sweet things over anything else, and had a huge appetite, so Dick was making sure to make plenty of everything. He was lucky Wally always kept a huge stock of food in his cabinets, leaving Dick plenty to work with.
He's scooping eggs out of the skillet when he feels someone's arms wrap around his waist, and a chin on his shoulder. Dick smiles as Wally nuzzles into the crook of his neck and leaves a few kisses, his chest warm against Dick's back. "Mm.. What're you makin'?"
"I'm making a breakfast for lunch type thing. Hope you're hungry, because I've made a lot. " Dick gestures to the many plates of food set out all piled with eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, and waffles. Dick had even gone as far as to cut up fruit for Wally's pancakes and waffles. "I hope you like it."
"It's amazing. Man, I'm so spoiled." Wally giggled as he once again snuggled into Dick, all warm and cute. His hair tickled Dick's skin, making him laugh, too, having to put the pan and spatula down before he dropped it. "Come on, come on, come onnn … Now you've got me really wanting to eat. My appetite has come back all thanks to you. I'm hungry …"
Dick rolled his eyes, wiggling his body a little in Wally's hold. "Yeah, yeah. Let me go and get yourself a plate, then. You've got to be starving by now."
Wally reluctantly released Dick, but not without a teasing squeeze to Dick's ass. When Dick immediately serves him a glare, Wally returns it with a sleepy smile. "What? You've got cake, babe. I've gotta appreciate it."
"Oh, shut up ." Dick flushes as red as a robin, shoving a plate to Wally's chest with a huff. The redhead only laughs and finally begins scooping plenty of food onto it, stacking it in a heap that Dick can hardly believe is staying up. It warms his heart to know that Wally was going to eat a Wally Sized Meal, and not absolutely nothing. "You'd better sit at the table, too, Wallace! I'll bring you something to drink. Apple juice?"
"Hell yeah!" Wally attempts to say it loud and proud, but he breaks off into a fit of coughing, and Dick just watches an egg slide off his heap and splat onto the ground. "... Oops. I'll get it, promise. Focus on the apple juice! Much more important."
I'm dating a walking disaster. Dick laughs to himself as he gets himself and Wally a glass of apple juice, walking the drinks over to the table. Dick gets his own plate of food, too, though it's significantly smaller than Wally's, which is already half-gone by the time Dick is sitting down beside him. “Thought you were cleaning up that egg you dropped, babe.”
“I will,” It’s a little hard to make out through the mouth full of food Wally has, but Dick's used to it, so it isn't too bad. Wally nicely swallows before he speaks again. "I will, promise. I'm just super hungry right now. It can wait, can't it? Maybe we should get a dog, so it can eat all the food I drop.. Which makes me sad, but, well, at least the dog would get a treat."
"Us?" Dick asks after he finishes his bite, eyes a little wide. "Babe.. This is your apartment. You'd be getting the dog. Would you even be able to take care of a dog with how often you might be gone..? Well, maybe you would.."
"Dick." Wally ends Dick's rambling easily, sliding one of his hands to rest on his thigh. "What do you think about moving in together?"
"Wha- huh?!" Dick chokes on his next bite, coughing before he's able to clear his throat. Wally rubs his back, trying to soothe him. "You- what? You mean that? You.. Want us to live together?"
"Well, yeah? I mean, you're literally here almost every day anyway, or I'm at yours. And we've been dating… What, four years now? I think it's time we made that step, don't you?" Wally asks, nuzzling in against Dick's neck as he flushes red. "... If you don't want to yet, I get it. I mean, you stay at the manor, so…"
"No! No, Wally, I.. I would really love that. Are you sure the fever isn't getting to your head?" Dick teases as Wally's expression melts from one of worry to relief, giving Dick’s thigh a squeeze as his face heats up with the color of red. Dick finds him as beautiful as ever, leaning in to give him a sweet, short kiss. “I love you, Walls. And I would love to move in with you, if you’ll have me, but you have to get better first. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Wally rolled his eyes, leaning forward and pressing his forehead to Dick’s. “I love you too, Dick. And I promise I’ll work on getting better so that we can move in together soon, ‘kay? But there is no way I’m going to the manor. You are coming to me. How’s that sound?”
Dick grinned from ear to ear, chest erupting with happiness. “I think that sounds
perfect.
”