[Dick - 23: Wally - 25]

"Dick?" Wally unlocked the door to their apartment in Bludhaven and stepped in. A few minutes ago, Tim had called him, telling that Dick had disappeared after some drama that happened. From what Wally heard the media did some article on Dick which wasn't putting him in the nicest of light, the redhead could just imagine how outraged the ebony had reacted to the news. 

Another reason to hate Gotham: the media is vicious there.

Locking the door behind him, Wally dropped his keys in the bowl and slipped off his shoes. It happened a few times before, which is why Wally knew what to expect when the media is being especially vicious towards the Batfamily.

Walking towards the couch, Wally saw that the TV was on, paused at the beginning of a movie, and a certain sitting on the couch, buried in the [TM]. It must've really hit him if he brought out that blanket.

Wordlessly, Wally walked around the couch and sat down. The moment he settled down, big bird latched onto him, pulling him into the blanket. "Took you long enough," came the quiet voice from the acrobat. Wally hugged and pulled him closer. "Sorry, just heard what happened a few minutes ago." He grabbed the remote control and started the movie.

After a few minutes pass, Wally turned to Dick, examining him for the first time. He could see the dark rings under his eyes and the exhaustion was clearly written all over his face. "Are you going to be okay?" Because they are never fine, never truly okay, but always manage and this was their okay.

The other didn't do anything, before turning to face the redhead. "I will be." Wally leaned in and kissed his forehead. "But not now." Dick laid his head on the speedsters shoulder, releasing the tension that build up in him. "Not yet." 

Not yet, but with you here, I might just be the okayest I can be.