𝑩𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 (Wally darling x reader)

27𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘚𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯27

   

               
         "I think I'm going to be sick." I said, quickly putting a hand over my mouth.

Wally picked me up off the floor and walked me to the bathroom where I couldn't hold it in any longer. The second he put me down, I threw up. I thought about everything she said to me and how it will never be the same. How we will never be the same when I get back.

While I was waiting at the daycare, my mother could've been working on this. Sacrificing children to this. I couldn't help but let tears flood down my cheeks. I felt so betrayed. Wally rubbed my back and stayed with me the entire night. He cleaned, cooked and put me to bed without a single bit of hesitation. I was truly grateful for him.

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     I woke up and cringed at the stinging sensation from my throat. All the crying and throwing up really did a number on it. I slid out of Wally's bed and smiled as he had left pain medicine waiting for me, already knowing I'd be sore. I quickly popped the pills in my mouth and took a few sips of the ice water to wash it down. I dipped my fingers into the cup and splashed some of the ice water onto my face. I set it down and rubbed my head for a few minutes until the pain medicine finally kicked in.

"Darling? You're up already?" Wally cooed as he made his way into the room and over to where I sat up in his bed.

I smiled and pulled him into a hug. After a long and well-needed hug, Wally sat down next to me on the bed. I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I'm scared." I admitted, closing my eyes.

"I know. But I assure you, everything will be alright. I bet this is all just one big misunderstanding like Frank was!" Wally said cheerfully, wrapping an arm around me and soothingly running his hand up and down my arm.

"Maybe.. but knowing me, I'll still overthink it all until I can find a clear answer. Thanks anyway, Wally." I said, smiling sadly to myself.

"Then let's find the answer. The little void in the wall you said you could go through - why don't you go back to your home and bring the packages you received? I saw this one show where they lifted fingerprints! Can you believe it? We should try it!" Wally said, sounding astonished at the outside world's evolution.

I hummed at his childish demeanor. Fingerprinting doesn't work that way and isn't even ethical.. but I didn't want to ruin his fun.

"Alright. Sure, Wally. We can do that.. after I get breakfast." I replied, lifting my head from his shoulder and smirking up at him.

He smiled and took me by the hand, leading me out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. He pulled out a chair and motioned for me to sit with a bow. I giggled and sat down, smiling as he pushed my chair in and grabbed a 'kiss the cook' apron off of the coat hanger and threw it on over his head.

"What would you like to eat, darling?" He cooed, turning and winking at me.

I blushed and couldn't help but let my thoughts run wild.

"Uhm.. waffles?" I asked, leaning my head on my hand and beginning to daydream.

He bummed happily and began to fumble around the kitchen to find supplies to cook with. I let my mind drift off to a wonderful daydream about Wally and I getting closer and closer- stop. I hit my hands against my head and sighed. Wally slid a plate down the table and it spun perfectly in front of me. I removed my hands from my face and looked down at the neatly stacked waffles. I felt warm hands wrap around me. Wally was behind me holding a bottle of syrup over the plate.