the boy had gone back to his dorm room after his friend’s game, knowing he wouldn’t see the other for a while still. he’d gotten fairly good at being brody’s secret, the constant routine making it easier to play the part, but not always easier to deal with the aftermath. after having waited a couple of hours, wally decided to throw in the towel and got ready for bed, crawling underneath heavy sheets in his usual ensemble consisting of an old t-shirt he used as pajamas, and a pair of briefs. wasn’t expecting much to happen, even had started drifting off to sleep when he felt brody’s body pressed up against him. the smell of alcohol wasn’t too strong, but wally definitely picked up on it when brody spoke– and while he’d rather have sober brody, having brody to himself at all was already better than nothing. “dunno if i’d c-call it unbeatable– but you d-did great.” turns himself over to face the other, a lazy smile on his lips as he pulls sheets over both their bodies. “you have fun with your f-friends?” voice was soft and calm, one hand coming up to brush against brody’s cheek before slipping down to rest against his chest.
lets out rather a loud scoff at other’s response , half-tempted to sulk at suggestion he wasn’t in fact , unbeatable , but he’s in a good mood . so , lets it slide . blindly kicks off his sneakers , letting them fall to the floor with a soft thud before he’s willingly settling down under the sheets , a position he never thought he’d be in . snuggled up with another man . ‘ was okay , until people start to get sloppy and then it’s not so much fun for anyone , ’ he offers , shifts his head closer against the pillow , until noses were practically touching . doesn’t fight the grin stretching itself out upon his mouth , ‘ besides , wanted to get back here to you , ’ brunette admits , still thrumming with energy from the high acquired out there on the field . or perhaps it’s a direct result of the alcohol , either way he’s content , free of usual paranoia and internalised homophobia . plans to make the most of it , ‘ so , do i get a prize for , you know , almost being unbeatable ? ’ knee forces its way between wally’s own legs , internally reassures himself it’s not because he needs the affection and warmth of another man to feel good , though it’s likely not the truth .