You made Wally pancakes. He ate them.
"What do you wanna do now, Walls?"
("You-" nO IM KIDDING)
"Oh, I dunno...~"
"You should get some rest, then."
"...can you come with~?"
"I- yeah ok...!" You squeaked.
He grabbed your hand and led you to his couch, where he flopped onto it, you in his arms.
"Y/n, have I ever told you how wonderful you look~?"
"O-oh, please, Wally..."
He started twirling your hair around his finger.
"But sweetheart, it's true~"