" Get Naked " ⚡︎
Synopsis: While cleaning your boyfriend's wounds, your new rug catches his eye.
Pairing: Wally West X Reader
Genre: Fluff? also a bit suggestive tho so
Tags/Warnings: GN!Reader, Established relationship, Suggestive, Mention of Dick Grayson, Cleaning up wounds, Swearing, No use of Y/N
A/N: I keep seeing these rugs on pinterest and me and my friend were talking about it when I had this idea so it's kind of random and rushed so sorry if its not the best
Dating a speedster was no easy task, especially when they show up on your doorstep with a nearly fatal wound after saving the world.
The routine was almost muscle memory, open the door for Wally, and watch him smile guiltly.
Your gazed trailed down his suit, quickly catching the gash on his left side.
"You know-" You start, sighing as you gently grab your boyfriend's wrist and pull him inside of your shared apartment.
"For being the fastest man alive you sure aren't fast enough to avoid getting hit a lot"
Wally chuckles sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck as he follows you into the bathroom, his steps falling in sync with your own.
"In my defense, they almost hit Dick, I was just being a good friend" Wally says, thowing his hands up in surrender and raising his eyebrows.
"Yea? Then next time Dick can patch you up." You respond teasingly. You truly had no problem patching Wally up, you were used to it. You just liked to annoy him as much as he does you.
As you grab the first aid kit, Wally sits on the counter, allowing for his wound to be around your eye level. This setup was familiar, his hands finding your waist as you work, needing to feel you at all times.
He winces as the anticeptic touches the gash, gripping the edge of the counter. He looks away from you, eyes scanning the room to distract himslef as you apply butterfly bandages when something catches his eye.
Recently you went out shopping with friends, he knew that. But what he did not know was that you and your best friend got matching rugs with just two words on them: "Get Naked".
Wally's eyes lit up. If there was anything he loved to do, it was tease you, his loving amazing partner. A smirk etched his features as he had an idea, averting his gaze back to you.
"What are you smirking at?" Your voice came out suspisious. If there was anything you learned dating Wally, it was that his smirk was never a good sign.
"So...", his voice stretched on, already teasing.
"You got a new rug?"
Your gaze shifted to where Wally's was, realizing what he was talking about.
"That? Yeah, you were asleep when I came home from buying it so I didnt show you."
Wally nodded in understanding, though you could see something else behind it.
"So, was there a specific reason you got it?"
Finally catching on to where he was taking this, you roll your eyes.
"I just thought it was cute, you asshole"
Wally chuckles, the hands that were situated on your waist pulling you closer.
"Well... If the rug says so, maybe we should listen."
With another roll of your eyes, you press your hands to his chest, pushing yourself off of him.
"Nice try mister" Your voice came out sarcasticallly as Wally hopped off the counter, allowing you to wash your hands as he came up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist.
"I'm just saying, it's a good suggestion" He says, shrugging as he places his head on your shoulder, turning his head to the side to press a taunting kiss to your neck.
"And I'm saying; that if you keep on, you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight."
Wally pulls back with mock offense, pulling his arms from around your waist to dramatically gasp and cover his heart.
"You wound me" He says, voice dripping in mock indignation as he dramatically turn his back from you.
"Boo hoo" you say teasingly, drying your hands and stepping out of the bathroom.
"Now take a shower and get changed. Quickly, before you get the couch." You say, your voice teasing. You know that he knows that he won't be slepping on the couch tonight, but you can at least try.
"Are you not gonna join me?" He asks, his voice just as teasing as earlier.
"No." You say, closing the door in his face as you return to your bedroom, sighing and rolling your eyes, though you can't quite stop the adoring smile that grazes your lips.
