“Hey Wally? Why do you eat so much?”
Wally looked up at his girlfriend sitting on the other side of the mesa, tabela at Mt. Justice. He pause briefly from inhaling his sixth helping of espaguete to answer.
“Just because.”
Willow tilted her head even mais as Wally began to stuff his face again. She stayed quiet, demanding mais of an explanation. Wally sensed this and sighed through his nose. He set his fork down and finished chewing before swallowing to answer.
“Being the segundo fastest human on earth, I also have the segundo fastest metabolism. According to Uncle B, we can pretty much keel over and die if we're trying to run on empty, and since I'd rather stay around for a while, I eat a bit mais than...other people.”
Wally's tone had slipped into, what he called, his teacher tone. He gave a sheepish smile as Willow continued to stare at him, pondering this through. Finally, she smiled and went to the freezer.
“Dessert?”
“Hey Wals, why are you so yellow?” Willow asked as Wally finished putting the capota, capuz over his face.
“Just because,” Wally answered, looking in the mirror.
Willow stared at his back, despite the fact that they had a mission. Wally sighed.
“Because I'm trying to be my own person. Uncle B said that every future hero has to find their own look. Besides, yellow is cool. I look like lightning while he looks like really fast ketchup.”
Willow nodded, placing the mask on her face.
“Got it. But explain the mad scientist goggles.”
“What? You don't like them?” Wally asked, picking up his number one accessory.
“No I do. But why do you have them?”
“Because when you run as fast as I do, things can get stuck in your eye. If that were to happen I could loose my balance and fall, possibly becoming injured or worse.”
Willow nodded again before Erin stopped at the door.
“We gotta go!” Erin shouted before zooming off.
The two followed, but Wally noticed that, after that mission, his goggles were always much cleaner.
“Hey Wals? Wally? Are you asleep?”
Willow's voice was hushed as she nuzzled the exposed skin of Wally's neck.
“I was,” a sleepy grumble said from the opposite side of the bed.
“Hey Wally, why do you amor me?”
Her voice hadn't gotten any louder, but the insecurity in Willow's voice was easy to hear even for Wally's muddled brain.
“Willow, can't this wait til morning?” he asked, hoping she'd drop it and let him sleep.
Willow remained silent as her chin rested on Wally's shoulder while her eyes stared intently at the nightstand clock.
“It's morning,” she whispered the segundo the glowing green numbers switched to 12:00.
With a loud huff and another grumble, Wally rolled over so he could and Willow were nose-to-nose.
“You want to know why I love? Fine. I'll tell you. Your insecure, jealous, and distracting. You can be totally unhappy with tears down your face one segundo and then be all gushy with a smile the next. You always eat healthy, you try to get me to do the same. Your a neat freak and I'm always forced to pick my things up. You're over protected and crazy with sugar. You do what your told, but you'll happily dividido, dividir any kind of sugary, azedar, azedo treat with me. You either hog all the covers or hug me so tight I dream I'm getting strangled por an anaconda. No joke-don't laugh. And you know what?”
Willow's eyes were wide as Wally stopped to take a deep breath.
“I amor absolutely everything about you. From the annoying little habits to all the sappiness that you're embarrassed about. You're amazingly talented, you have a pure heart, and your genuinely beautiful. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you cause you're my favorito girl. Your blush is adorable, you kiss with your soul, you do little things for me when you think I'm not looking, you put up with my crazy sometimes childish antics, oh, and your family is crazy. Maybe insane And guess what? I'm gonna ask you to marry me someday. Now, I'm going back to sleep.”
Willow stayed where she was, but turned her back to him. She relaxed when Wally's arms surrounded her and she heard his breath even out. She smiled when she heard him begin to snore.
“You know, a simple because would have been enough.”
