It’s when the sun is covered by cloud and rain still hasn’t finished splattering against the pavement outside, and Dick is curled up against Wally, neither man in costume, that he decides that yeah, this was a great way to spend their Monday.

They’re covered by a fluffy blanket and the tv is speaking in the background, but Wally’s mind is in the comfortable moment, hot cocoa in hand as the two sit on the carpet in the living room, limbs intertwined and messily strewn across each other, and yeah, this was a great idea.