don’t worry baby
summary: you and wally figure out how to keep touching, you spend a day with him at the pool, your mom is putting the pieces together, and she’s not happy about it.
wc: 8.4k
cw: gn!alive!plussize!reader, pool scene™, soft smut (? idk, they make out), wally’s 40 year reunion, slight angst bc reader has an argument with their mom
don’t go breaking my heart: pt. 1 - pt. 2 - pt. 3 - pt. 4 - pt. 5
“Wally, this is stupid. And I look ridiculous.”
You’re standing on the football field, sunset washing the AstroTurf in a golden glow, wearing random pads and a helmet he’d found for you in the locker room. There are gym mats laid out behind you, and Wally stands in front of you, knees bent and getting ready to move.
After you’d gotten over the shock of actually being able to hold hands, confusion set in. Why were you not able to touch before, but you could now? How long would it last, and what had you done differently?
The connection held strong for a while, long enough for you to memorize the feeling of your hand in his, before it flickered and cut out. It was jarring, holding his hand one second and in the next, feeling it fade away before it went through your own.