#wallyconnor

Kyle: dude, you're insane.

Wally, soaked in blood: I've been called worse... I hate your ring.

Kyle: me too buddy, so you missed meee?

Wally: no, I hate you.

Kyle: love you too.

Connor, washing Wally: yeah, yeah, happy for us, now help my scrub the blood off of him.

Wally: I can wash myself Connie.

Kyle: let me at his hair.

Wally, panic: Connie please, help!

Connor: Kyle, his hair is all yours.

Kyle: yay!

artemis falls in love with wally

wally falls in love with connor

Connor and Kyle are together, but Kyle is gone as much as he's here. Connor has his own life. He says to not worry, but Kyle can't help but worry, anyway. He knows it's unfair, and Connor has so little experience - he can't help but feel like he's holding him back somehow. There are other people who would be better as a first boyfriend. Someone who isn't gone all the time. Someone who can actually give him the attention and care he deserves, and be here for him.

"You're overthinking this." Wally rolls his eyes, pausing in his attempt to inhale his weight in garlic fries. "Just talk to him. He agreed to date you, didn't he? And it's not like he cares about you fucking around in space. Maybe you two can work something out."

"Yeah," Kyle says, staring at Wally. An idea starts to percolate in his head. "Yeah, you're right."

"What's with that look?" Wally glares at him, pausing with a fry halfway to his mouth. "Kyle. You're staring. Hello? Earth to Kyle?"

Kyle asks, "How do you feel about threesomes?"

Wally is actually speechless for a whole five seconds, mouth gaping, opening and closing like a fish. "No," he says. "No, I'm not fucking your boyfriend."

"I'm not asking you to fuck him-"

"Oh, really, because you could've fooled me-"

" - I'm asking you to date him."