#wallykyle

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!

Do you really trust them? They want to tear us apart, Wally. You don't want that, do you?

Wally shook his head, he can't lose him again, he couldn't lose Kyle again. Refuse too! Why can't they understand that?

"Wally, he's not real, it's not Kyle and you know this." Dick said, tension in his shoulder was evident as he cautiously walked closer to his old friend, but the speedster jerked backwards stopping him again.

"Wally," Connor's voice snapped him back to the present, "Come on buddy, you look tired let's just go home." The kind look in his hazel eyes had him, he was tired, so, so tried, but if he sleeps Kyle goes away he can't, shaking his head again. "Damnit Wally, that damn ring got your head all messed up, it made you put Hal in the hospital!" Roy hissed out.

They're lying.

"Liars!" He cried out, glaring at his old teammates, Connor standing there with them and Wally couldn't understand. Connie loved Kyle just as much, why would he try to kill him again!? Why? Why? WHY?

"Wally, don't!" Dick and Connor tried to grab the speedster, but he was gone before they could grab him. "Damnit!"

Lies, that's all they tell. Let's go, I'll take you far from them and we'll be together, forever.

🐌•°.♪★🌊

In an inky void, a room manifests itself in front of Wally's very eyes. It's Kyle's old apartment. Sketchbooks are scattered about, art supplies messily strewn on a paint-stained desk, and right there was him, Kyle sitting on his crappy cheap bed drawing whatever, his yellow eyes landed on the redhead, smiling at him warmly.

Come here, Dork.

Wally staggered forward, falling into Kyle's open arms. Fingers cards through red locks making him melt into him.

That's it, you're safe here with me. They'll won't take me from you again.

"Promise?"