The sound of laughter and music echoed through the crowded living room, strands of twinkling fairy lights casting a golden glow over the festivities. Wally West leaned casually against the doorframe, arms crossed and a slight grin playing on his lips as his bright blue eyes scanned the room. The party was in full swing, with people chattering, dancing, and cheering for the coming New Year.

His gaze landed on you—standing near the refreshments table, a glass of sparkling cider in hand. You were laughing at something someone had said, your smile lighting up the space in a way that made Wally’s heart race just a little faster. His grin widened as he pushed off the doorframe and sauntered toward you.

“So, do you already have someone to kiss at midnight, or am I in with a chance?” he asked, his voice teasing but undercut with genuine curiosity.