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samstersv · 1 year

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EMBARRASSED; batfam x sis!reader, barry allen x reader

•the justice league walks in on the batsiblings arguing in the batcave and they watch bruce discipline his children while barry allen catches a glance at y/n wayne

•y/n is barry’s age, it goes damian, tim, y/n, jason, dick

“i didn’t go into your things y/n i promise!” dick yelled as you grabbed one of his escrima sticks, ready to hit your brother with it.

“dick, i always keep my room nice and clean and put together when i’m gone. nothing is out of place. i kept my papers here purposely for that reason, so i wouldn’t lose it!” your heels clicked against the floor as you walked towards dick. you were currently dressed in formal attire and a professional amount of makeup on your face.

minutes ago, you were very excited to be heading over to wayne enterprises in around 35 minutes time; you had a speech today and had prepared for this moment for weeks now. when you had finished getting ready, you walked over to a drawer in your dresser to pull out your pile of papers for the speech but it was gone. you knew alfred wouldn’t have taken your papers and automatically took damian out of the equation, not only was he your blood but he wouldn’t have done it either way, you hope at least. when you headed down to interrogate your brothers all you saw was dick with a smug look on his face, tim getting ready for patrol and damian looking at things on the bat-computer, jason was nowhere to be found so you automatically accused dick.

“look, maybe you left your papers at your actual apartment or maybe someone else took them! why don’t you ask damian or tim or jason?” he pointed fingers at his two younger siblings “damian has no reason to do this at all, jason is god knows where and tim— wait tim what if you took my papers..” you slowed down your sentence.

“i didn’t take your papers! why would i? i know this speech is important and honestly i didn’t even know where you hid them.” tim automatically defended himself. “maybe damian us just trying to be smug or something.”

“don’t go accusing me drake, i had nothing to do with this. i promise.” he turned to y/n for the last part of his sentence.

y/n sighed and turned back to dick “you’re the only one who could’ve done it!”

steps were heard from behind the group and you all slowly turned to see batman, superman, wonder woman, aquaman, cyborg and the flash walking towards you guys. the wayne siblings all looked at their father. “you all should’ve left by now.” bruce spoke, his voice strict but not angry. “what held you all up?”

“dick took my papers for my speech today!” you automatically accused your older brother. you were embarrassed but still upset.

dick tried to take a step toward “i didn’t take your papers y/n!” he spoke, you poined his escrima stick right at him and hit the taser so it would scare him (dick wasn’t too frightened). at this action, aquaman let out a quiet chuckle and wonder woman, superman and cyborg smiled. barry was currently mouth agape as he watched you in a trance.

“careful there barry, that’s bruce’s daughter.” diana smiled at the younger male. he straightened his posture but never took his eyes off you “she’s so pretty” he whispered.

“y/n put the escrima stick down.” bruce told his 25 year old daughter. she of course listened but still put up the middle finger to dick once it was placed on the table. “are you sure you didn’t leave it at your apartment?” bruce asked patiently.

y/n nodded and told bruce exactly where she left her papers the day they were done. bruce nodded and looked at damian and tim “tim go on patrol, damian, excuse us?” his two sons nodded and walked by y/n and dick. tim patted dick’s back as a sign of good luck and damian glanced at his older sister before the two left.

“i’m sorry for interrupting you all.” y/n pursed her lips as she looked behind bruce at the group of heroes. everyone shook their heads and smiled, to be honest they were all finding this slightly amusing. on the other hand, barry’s smile widened and he shook his head “it’s okay.” he said out loud, admiring the shorter girl.

y/n smiled at the boy before her and blushed as she directed her attention back to her dad. “uhm, i’ll reschedule the speech for tomorrow so you have time to find your papers or make up something else.” he compromised. y/n looked down at her feet and slowly nodded, clearly upset. dick bit his lip in sympathy for his sister but knew nothing could be done.

“it was nice seeing you all.” y/n smiled sadly at the justice league “dick and i are going to let you all get to your business though.” y/n looked over at barry “bye flash.” her beautiful smile made barry blush. he waved at y/n as a goodbye.

dick and y/n began to walk past the group when a whistle was heard from above. y/n looked up to see her other older brother, jason fucking todd, with her stapled group of papers in his hand, dangling from the top of the batcave.

y/n’s sad face automagically turned into anger as she looked up through her glasses at the real smug and cleaver look jason had on his face “oh i don’t care if you’re my brother, i’m about to murder you.” you cursed under your breath as you grabbed one of the grappling hooks and pointed it upwards to the wall so you could climb up.

this is when aquaman started snorting from how funny this was, and wonder woman was heard chuckling at the antics of the batsiblings. barry was too laughing at the pretty girl in front of him who seemed to have a not so secret badass side to her.

“i fear that won’t be necessary master y/n.” alfred called. he walked up behind jason. if you were near alfred in that moment, you’d be able to see the faint smile that dawned on his face in this moment. “master bruce, it may be fit to make master jason take his sister to wayne enterprises today as punishment for taking something important from her.

bruce now smiled and nodded “c’mon jason.” jason groaned and hopped down from the top to now be standing next to his sister. y/n took the papers from jason and slapped his head with her hand. ��ow.” he winced.

“whyd you take my papers, asshole?” you asked your older brother. jason rolled his eyes “you trashed my apartment a few days ago.” he said like it was obvious.

“oh.” dick snorted from behind you two “that would’ve been me.” both you and jason glared at dick, you a little harder. he put his hands up in defense “i promise you i didn’t know he took your papers.”

you rolled your eyes at your two older brothers “i hate you both” you told them. then you turned to your dad and the justice league “bye dad, bye everyone.” you looked at everyone but kept your eyes on barry a little longer.

“i’m barry by the way.” he blabbed out. bruce turned towards barry with an angry father look. “oh i know.” you winked at him and dragged your two bothers out the batcave by their hands.

“oh my god.” barry whispered. clark swore he could see a little drool dripping out the speedsters mouth. “barry allen.” bruce sternly said, his batman voice was back. harry quickly straightened up and itched his nose nervously, but for the rest of the day he was thinking about y/n wayne.

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simpforfandoms · 1 year

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clark's wife like giving birth and he's trying his hardest to support her and shes just like stfu but in a nice way

yes yes yes! I'm totally binge watching shameless so this is kinda like when v gives birth. Got a bit carried away, but this is still a drabble

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"You're doing amazing honey!" Clark says beside you holding your hand.

"How would you know?" You snap

"Because you're making all the right sounds. Remember that birthing video with the girl making all the buffalo noises? You're making those noises."

You roll your eyes as you let out a groan.

"Would you like to stand around here with us?" The doctors ask Clark.

"No I'm good" He quickly replies.

You almost get offended, "You don't want to watch?" you ask

"Oh, honey, I was over there earlier and it's real gory, lllike a horror movie, I'd rather stay with you." He says as he gives you a kiss on the forehead.

You groan once more.

"You know-" he starts

"Yeah?"

"Bruce says that in some cultures men aren't even allowed near the birth, just a bunch of women in tents, which makes sense, because I would be so much more useful if I was out hunting moose or something…" He rants.

"Clark?" You ask on the verge of punching him.

He hums.

"Please shut the fuck up."

"Oh yeah okay."

Clark is cradling the beautiful baby boy as you sit and watch from the hostipal bed.

“I’m gonna call you super baby” Clark tells him, the baby giggles in his dads arms, Clark look towards you, “he likes it”

“Please do not call our son super baby”

“Awww why not it’s cute.” He whines

“That be like you calling me super wife.”

“Well you are a super wife.” He shrugs

You roll your eyes as Kara and Martha walk in and steal the baby from Clark.

“Oh he’s just adorable. Have you decided on a name” Kara coos

“Super baby.” Clark states

“No it’s Jon, you dork.” You call out

“Hey don’t call me a dork!”

“Whatever, dork.”

“How is it that you two have been together for almost 10 years yet you still act like children.” Martha laughs

“Oh come on Ma, you and Pa were just like this.” Clark says as he steals the baby back and hands him to you.

Martha just laughs. Young love.

“Hey, I think we should tell Barry we named him after him” you whisper into his ear

He laughs, “whatever you want sweetheart.”

You and Clark take Jon to the next JL meeting. Barry’s the first one that comes up to you.

“Oh. My. God. He is so adorable!!!! Whats his name?”

“Barry.” You say confidently.

Barry’s face lights up, “you named him after me?!?!?”

“No his name is Jon. But I promise the next one we’ll name after you” Clark says.

“For realz?”

“For realz”

You laugh as Barry walks away, “you’re out of your mind if you think I’m gonna have another one” you whisper to him

He shrugs, “we’ll see about that” He leans down to give you a kiss.

5 years later and your back in the hospital giving birth.

“Get this thing out of me!!” You scream

“Honey it’s gonna be okay” Clark says holding your hand

“Curse you! And curse your stupid sperm!” You yell at him

“Uncle Bruce what’s sperm?” Jon looks up at Bruce from outside the room.

“Ummmm when a mommy and daddy love eachother very much-“

“Don’t you dare give my son the sex talk Bruce!” Clark yells from the delivery room

You scream again

“Is mommy gonna be okay?” He asks

Bruce shrugs, “probably, maybe. She has a 17.4 to 100,000 chance of dying.”

“Dying? She’s gonna die?!?” Jon screams.

“Uhhhh”

“One last push, you’re almost there” the doctor says.

“I’m gonna fucking kill you for doing this to me.” You scream at Clark as you push

Crying erupts the room. It’s finally over. 15 hours of excruciating pain.

“Congratulations it’s a healthy baby girl.”

They weigh her, Clark cuts her cord, you hold her for a bit then they take her away to clean her.

“You still wanna kill me?”

“We’ll see.” You say as he leans down to kiss you.

As he pulls away he says, “We have to name her Bartholomew now.”

“No.”

“C’mon shes just like him.”

“No if she was this would be a fast labor, she’s just like me.”

“You’re right she is stubborn” he jokes

“that’s why we’re going to name her Y/n jr.” You state as a matter of fact.

“We can name her that but we couldn’t name Jon super baby?”

You shrug

Years later..

“I COULDVE BEEN SUPER BABY”

“Yeah but your mom wouldn’t let me.”

“I COULDVE BEEN SUPER BABY”

#superman #clark kent #Clark kent x reader #superman x reader #dc comics #batman #Barry Allen #fluff #Clark kent Drabble #Bruce is a tired uncle #jon kent

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fandomnerd9602 · 6 months

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Can you do Barry Allen (Grant Gustin) going to an alternate earth star labs to get help from that earths flash after being told to by the speed force and is surprised to find out its a teenage version of himself.

Barry sits in a cafe with Y/N…

Barry: it was weird. There was a teenage version of myself!

Y/N: I wonder why the Speed Force wanted his help

Barry: beats me.

Y/N: well at least you didn’t end up in this other universe I know. The Barry there is a stoner with a terrible laugh.

Barry: I know that one. Im staying far away from it

Y/N: okay now would you ever sleep with a gender swapped version of yourself?

Barry: what?!

#dc comics #dc comics fluff #dc comics incorrect quotes #barry allen #the flash #grant gustin #arrowverse #dc tv universe #the flash imagine #the flash x reader #barry allen x reader

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6rookie-writer0110 · 7 months

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Just tonight

Barry Allen x Male Reader

Request: Barry Allen (grant) x male kryptonian reader, reader saving barry and flying around with him while holding him at an embarrassing position.

Barry is out running through the city, fighting the criminals. He keeps running around the city then he runs into Mirror Master and his girlfriend. They broke into a bank but Barry tried to use his speed on them, but Mirror Master managed to slow down Barry. Barry tries to avoid his attacks. Top used her power on Barry and it started to work on him and he tried to snap out of it but couldn't.

You are flying around and you follow the police cars, they drive towards the bank. But you went faster, and you see Barry then you fly down. You picked him up then you used your heat vision, to stop Top and Mirror Master from escaping. You fly away holding Barry in a bridal style.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

“I'm getting there she used her power on me,” Barry said.

“I hate that. She used on me before and I almost fell off the roof” You said.

“It's kinda embarrassing, my boyfriend holding me like this,” Barry said.

“It's not embarrassing” You laughed.

“If Kara saw me like this, she wouldn't let it go” Barry smiled.

“She wouldn't. Plus no one would see us right now, Kara is busy and Clark is in another city” You said.

You and Barry laughed. You fly down on a roof, and you put him down. You and Barry can see the skyline of Central City. You face Barry then he pulls you into a kiss.

“Dinner?” You asked.

“Sure,” Barry said.

Before you can say another word, he used his speed to get dinner. Barry came back with food and he is smiling at you.

“I got your favorite milkshake” Barry smiled.

“Awesome” You smiled.

You and Barry sit down on the edge of the roof and start to eat.

“I’m glad, my boyfriend is back” Barry smiled.

You went away to help Oliver in Starcity. You and Barry start to drink the milkshakes, then he moves closer to you. He puts his hand on top of your hand, and he is smiling. You and Barry stare at each other then he leans in and kisses you on the lips. You start to kiss him back and he moves closer

“Let’s go home, Y/n,” Barry said.

“Yeah. Should I carry you home?” You smiled.

“I will run” Barry smiled.

#barry allen x male reader #barry allen x reader #barry allen imagine #x male reader #male!reader #male reader #the flash imagine #the flash x reader #the flash x male reader #Barry Allen fluff

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morgansunflower · 3 months

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Valentine

Wally West X Batsis! Wife! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language, angst

Words:1313

Arthur's notes! Wally was abused as a kid Iris and Barry adopted him when he was a teen.

The Batfamily try to comfort Y/N during the romantic holiday knowing she misses her husband. Even with the love and support.. She begins to remember when they thought he wasn't coming home.

"Jai! Irey! It's time to go!" Y/N announced to her twin children

The twins both speed to their mother as she intentionally held in a yelp by their sudden appearance. She had been married to Wally for 8 years and had been dating him prior for 4 years.. She still could never not be startled by a speedsters, well speed.

"your still wearing your pajamas?" she asked quirking her eyebrow.

Just a few seconds went by as they were gone and then returned fully dressed.

"ready now!" Jai proudly said

"I can see that" his mom chuckled

As the, West family minus one, arrive at the Manor. Each leave out of the parked car. Jai speeds to the entrance door to the Manor, opening it for his mom and sister

"maladies!" he playfully said

Y/N laughed softly being reminded of her husband in her son.

"thank you kind sir" she smiled rubbing his forehead sweetly

Her smile faded once inside missing Wally. It'd been 6 weeks since they last saw him. He had been absent for league missions as it was his turn to be Flash. Both Barry and Wally took turns every so often. Though unfortunately Wally was held up with responsibilities more than usual and had only enough time to call his wife every few days.

Soon thereafter being greeted by her family Y/N departs to the empty family. She sits alone on the couch. Her mood worsens as she rest her hand on her chin. Even in her bitterness she was grateful for her family was supporting her while her husband was away. It was the day after Valentines Day. Alfred insisted to cook dinner and have all the family together. Because of the romantic holiday.. They knew she would likely be feeling more lonelier than she already is. Which they weren't entirely wrong.

"you ok Kitten?" Selina asked her daughter

She lowers her hand as to not look as gloom as she feels. She softly smiled not answering her as she did not want to lie. Selina sits next to her.

She gently shakes her head angered she was becoming emotional "I know he's coming back"

"but it reminds you of when we thought he wasn't" she said

"man Y/N is so gonna kill me! Don't even get me started on you and the family"

"Wally?" Barry looked to his adopted son

"just tell them ok" Wally said has Barry reached out to his son, he was gone.

Y/N then sees only chrysalis's energy disappearing. Her eyes only saw Barry with Bart. She looks hoping to see her husband. Barry slowly approached her with dread. He feels his body is in shock. Her eyes begin shaking as, his hand came to her shoulder.

"Y/N, he wanted me to tell you--"

"NO!!" she begin to sob, in a instant her grief shakes her, causing her to kneel down to the ground

Dick hurried to her and leaned down to comfort his sister. She couldn't move as she could hardly breathe. She felt as though she was suffocating.

Bruce adjusted his tie sighing heavily. He was so worried for his daughter losing her other half and for his son losing his best friend. He then sees her in his reflection.

"I wanted to be here for you and for her" Selina said softly

Bruce hurried to her in complete adoration and embraced her. The former thief embraced the dark knight. He kisses her as he had too much to say to her in gratitude..

"she'll be OK, Bat" Selina promised

"what if she isn't, Cat? What if Dick isn't? How can I.. How can.." help them? Love them? Comfort them? Nothing seemed to be enough, he was scared to say the wrong thing.

"you be there as a shoulder for them to cry on. You be their comfort and you deny them to think for a moment their alone"

Y/N sits in the chair staring at the gravestone dedicated to her husband. Wally's adopted parents Barry and Iris were nearby her as they both were in tears.

She had cried for so long that now she felt nothing but complete brokenness. She had her arms folded as chest felt it would cave in just from her heart beating so rapidly. Right behind her she could hear Dick crying as Barbara was consoling him. Alfred sits beside her as he could see the horror on his granddaughters face. He touches her shoulder to comfort her.

Bruce sat with Selina while looking at his daughter and his son. He looked angered but inside he was truly worried for them.

As everyone began to leave Y/N stood by the gravestone, alone. All she could think about was there last moments together.

Bruce sees Dick sitting in his car barely moving as he tried to remember where is keys are.. He doesn't need to be driving..

"I took the keys from him earlier.. I'll drive him home" Barbara said to Bruce

He gently nodded trusting her to take care of his son. Bruce sees his daughter just as he hears thunder. A obvious sign that the storm from above is nearing closer to them. Though he understood her reasoning for not reacting to her surroundings. Bruce takes his umbrella opening it. Selina kisses he side of his face

"I'll be home" she ensured, and he knew she wasn't referring to her apartment.

Bruce softly smiled to her and then steps to his daughter.

Y/N feels drops touch her hair and then her skin. Then she doesn't feel the rain on her skin. She looks to her dad who was holding the umbrella over both of them.

As if she was a defenseless child she clings to her father, needing his comfort. He held her with one arm kissing her head.

Shortly thereafter she found out, she was pregnant with twins.. It wasn't until they were 5 months old that they were finally able to meet their dad.

The door to the Manor lightly creaks open by Wally. Who was holding chocolates with a bouquet of his wife's favorite flowers. Dick sees his best friend and softly smiled. Wally motions him to be quiet.

"go get her" Dick proudly said

Wally hears his kids in the family room he peeps his head in. The were both unaware of their father's presence while playing games with Damian. Wally grabbed a wrapped piece of chocolate and tossed it Iris's forehead and the Jai's neck.

The twins picked up the pieces of chocolate confused. They turned seeing him and gasped "DADDY!!!"

"hi my sweet princess!! Hi buddy!!" Wally grinned opening his arms as he knelt down.

The twins speed to hug their father. Wally was, in tears as he held them. Y/N had heard her children and wanted to stand onto her feet. She wants to run as fast as she can.. Though she began to sob to such a degree it shakes her weakening her greatly.

Wally gives his kids a tight hug before taking the flowers and chocolates to his wife. He hears her crying.. Wally speeds to her kneeling right in front of her. She looks at him unable to calm herself down. He puts down the flowers and chocolates on the coffee table.

Wally reaches his hands up to her face and kisses her. She hugs him with such a tightness it twisted his heart to ache as he realized.. What she was thinking about and what was bothering her.

"I missed you so much babe. I am completely and genuinely so very sorry" he apologized

"it's OK" she dried her tears and kisses his lips ".. Thank you for the flowers and the chocolates" she softly laughs

"yes I know today is not Valentines!" he defends playfully. "but I had to make up for lost time" he smiled softly.

#Jai and Iris west #batfamily #wally west x batsis! reader #Wally West X Reader #good dad bruce wayne #Crying #Grief #Supportive Batfam #Angst #Reunited #Wally West is a great dad #Past child abuse #Barry Allen and Iris Allen are Wally's adopted parents #fluff #valentine's gift #Wally is a little late lol

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mmmalakai · 4 months

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Have you known me all along?

Barry Allen x trans ftm!reader

‘Coming out to your boyfriend as a trans man’ || Hurt/Comfort || Flash fiction (unintentional pun haha)

Word count: 800+

TW: Unintentional misgendering, deadnaming, gender dysphoria.

Note: The pronouns for Y/n change from she/her to he/him after he comes out.

Y/dn = your deadname. P/p = preferred pronouns (Can be substituted for any pronouns but Y/n will be only referred to with he/him pronouns by the end of the fic.)

“What are you doing?” Barry walked into their shared bedroom and tilted his head as Y/n stood in front of the mirror.

She flinched and turned around to look at Barry. Her head lifted slowly and there were tears starting to form in her eyes.

“Oh. Sweetie...” Barry walked up to her slowly and placed his hands on Y/n’s hips.

Y/n stood still for a moment, the feeling of Barry’s hands on her grounding her for a moment. Enough to get out a few words.

“I... I hate this body..” Y/n mumbled as tears started to slip down her cheeks.

Barry tilted his head and smiled sadly. “Why?” He thought the world of his girlfriend and he knew that Y/n was truly beautiful, no matter what she thought she looked like. He rubbed up and down the sides of her torso comfortingly. “You’re so beautiful, Y/dn.”

Y/n seemed to tense at that, her body going rigid as she tried to pull away.

“It’s- no, that’s.. not right..”

“What isn’t, baby? Come on, I’ll listen. I promise.” The way he kept looking at her with so much love hurt Y/n.

Barry pulled her over to sit on their bed, “Look at me, babe. Tell me what you’re feeling.”

Y/n took in a deep breath and tried but choked and shook her head.

“Okay then. How can I help?” Y/n stayed silent, knowing that there wouldn’t be a way for Barry to comfort her without outing.. himself.

“Do you want me to tell you how I feel about you?” Y/n glanced up at him and shrugged slightly.

“I think you are the most beautiful, gorgeous girl I have ever met.” Y/n’s legs started shaking as she stared down at her hands intensely, shaking her head.

“Yes, you are, Y/dn. Your body is amazing, you’re just so perfect..” He reached for her hands and held them delicately.

Y/n pulled her hands away and shook her head again, finally speaking up, “Stop, I- don’t..”

“Why? Please, sweetie. Just talk, that’s all I want.” Barry could feel his own hands shaking in anxiousness but he clenched them into fists and kept as calm as possible. “You don’t have to tell me about.. everything if you don’t want, but you gotta tell me what you’re feeling. Please?”

Y/n was starting to get frustrated, not at Barry but at herself. He deserved better than this broken mess of a person. He deserved better than someone that he could never truly love if they were themself. Y/n didn’t even have the courage to tell him he wasn’t normal.

Well, if they broke up over this, might as well be now.

“I don’t wanna be beautiful or gorgeous or.. or like.. pretty. Not the way you think,” she said bitterly. Barry opened his mouth to ask questions but shut it as he saw her starting to speak again.

“I wanna be.. handsome and pretty and.. and attractive the way that..” Y/n took a deep breath and forced it out, “I wanna be the way that boys are.”

Barry raised his eyebrows and then frowned, having an idea of what she.. he? What.. they mean.

“Sweetie, uh... I- I love you, okay? Could you tell me more of what you mean? Please?” A small sigh escaped Y/n as.. as they stopped tensing so much. That small “I love you” was enough to reassure Y/n to continue.

“I’m not a girl.. I’m transgender. I’m… a boy.”

Time seemed to freeze and he felt.. just so awful. Of course it was a mistake. He was the mistake. Barry just had the worst luck with girls, didn’t he? Y/n was just.. wrong. Barry didn’t deserve to have to deal with him and his baggage.

Y/n had already mentally prepared to leave. Then he felt hands holding his and finally looked up to see Barry barely smiling with tears in his eyes.

“You’re a boy?” Barry asked.

Y/n hesitated to say anything, but Barry beat him to it.

“Look.. I still love you, baby. I love you. Boy, girl, anything else, whatever. I love you. You have.. the biggest, strongest heart I know. Whatever you say, it can’t change how I feel about you. Do you get that?”

No, he most certainly did not get that.

Y/n frowned for a moment, his head dizzy from this insane turnaround of events. Barry smiled even wider and cupped his face gently, and giggling. It made Y/n’s heart melt and slowy, he smiled.

“You still like me?” Y/n muttered, hesitantly leaning into the touch of Barry’s hands on his cheeks.

The other man just laughed and pressed a kiss to Y/n’s forehead before whispering in his ear.

“I have a boyfriend now…”

Y/n gave out a short laugh as Barry stared into his eyes intensely. He was.. not at all used to feeling this frighteningly affirmed.

“You like boys..” It came out as more of a statement than a question but Barry smiled and nodded anyway.

“Mm.” Y/n raised an eyebrow at his vague answer as Barry grinned and continued, “I guess so. I never thought too much about it,” he chuckled then nudged Y/n gently. “But I do like one boy in particular.”

Y/n could feel his smile widening at his amazing, adorably stupid boyfriend. “You are such a dork.”

He shrugged and nodded his head, “Yeah. But you still love me.. and I still love you.”

Another flash of warmth went through Y/n’s heart, “That’s pretty cool, isn’t it?” They both giggled. Yes, they were both dorks, but who cares?

They were also in love and it was cool!

Barry whispered as he pressed another kiss to the tip of his nose, “Mhm. Very cool.”

They were silent for another beat, just sitting together and holding one another. After a while, Barry pulled away and looked Y/n in the eyes. His eyes were still looking at him lovingly but he definitely looked like he wanted to ask Y/n something serious.

“So.. should I still call you Y/dn? And well, I haven’t had time to research much on.. on being gay or trans or anything, not since Iris came out as bi but.. pronouns? What can I call you?”

He looked to Y/n timidly and it made him laugh, kissing him then flopping back to lie on the bed with Barry following. Y/n curled up as Barry put his body around him protectively.

“Y/n.. and p/p,” Y/n said.

Barry smiled and laughed, “That’s a good name.”

“Thanks, picked it out myself,” he said without hesitating.

Name-changing humour, always hilarious. Yes, it was extremely dumb but it made Barry laugh.

“Did you now?”

“Yeah, I did.”

They looked at each other and laughed. All of the fear and self-hatred Y/n had felt before seemed ridiculous now. Barry loved him, full-stop. Barry would always look at him with all the love in his massive heart. He would always love Y/n for his heart, not for his identity. And of course he would do the same for Barry, when the exact same applied to Barry being the Flash.

Looks like a lot of people had secret identities, huh?

Barry interrupted Y/n’s thoughts as he reached for Y/n’s cheek and pressed another soft kiss to his forehead.

“Beautiful boy.”

Y/n felt tingles go down his spine and he tried to hold back his smile. “Don’t you dare make me cry again, Barr.”

That made Barry smile again like the stupid little miscreant he was. “Mm. But, what if.. you’re just my beautiful, pretty, handsome boy? I mean, you’re just my amazingly wonderful boyfriend, aren’t you?”

“I hate you.” Barry felt a tear slide down Y/n’s smiling face and he wiped it away while laughing.

Another comfortable pause of silence occurred and yet again, Barry broke it.

“Listen to me. I will be here for you no matter what. Whatever you need, I promise. I guess you could say I’ll…”

“Don’t say it, don’t say it..”

“… be there in a flash?”

Y/n groaned as he rolled his eyes and smiled again. “I really do hate you.”

Barry tilted his head up smugly against the pillows. “You love me.”

"I really don’t.”

Y/n took another deep breath and snuggled into Barry’s chest even more.

“I'm really sorry for not telling you sooner."

Barry frowned, "You didn't have to. It’s not like I’m entitled to know everything about you. I mean, come on. You should know I’m big on secrets.” He smirked at Y/n cheekily and sighed again.

“I should be sorry. I am sorry. I’m sorry if I made you scared to tell me, and for.. calling you that stuff earlier. Misgendering and the naming and whatnot. I promise, you are a man and no one gets to tell you who you are except for you."

Y/n avoided eye-contact and shrugged again, trying to hide how much Barry’s words meant to him. “Alright..”

Barry raised his eyebrows, “For real?”

Y/n sighed, “Thank you, Barry.. I love you.”

Barry smiled and tucked his head into Y/n's chest.

“I love you too, Y/n.”

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kiwisfics · 1 year

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Summary: A little drabble. Barry says, "That's my girl," to a short reader.

“This is impossible.”

Barry’s attention was torn from whatever he’d been reading, turning to his frustrated girlfriend whose eyes were staring intently at the highest cabinet in the apartment. He definitely wasn’t supposed to hear that.

Without even a glance in his direction, she hiked up a leg, crawling none too gracefully onto the countertop and glaring at the box of cookies he’d placed out of her reach. Even with the added height, she didn’t dare reach for the prize from where she now sat. The countertop was far too narrow, and she didn’t fancy the idea of ending up in the hospital on account of being too proud to ask for help.

Barry continued to watch, unconcerned with the knowledge that he could be by her side in a millisecond if she happened to lose her balance.

She let out a frustrated sound, finally choosing to hop back to the floor and turning to look at him with nothing short of a pout on her lips.

“Barry.”

“What do we say?”

A heavy huff escaped her lips as she crossed her arms over her chest and glanced to the side with her cheeks tinting red, “Please get the cookies for me.”

Ruffling her hair as he passed, he grinned down at her, “That’s my girl.”

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xqcowlol · 11 months

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please recommend barry allen fluff because i am a mess after watching the flash (2023)

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her-favorite · 2 years

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On Purpose

Warnings: DOM!BARRY, rough sex, teasing, begging, dirty talking, doggy style, overstimulation, degrading kink, choking kink, edging, spanking, Barry being a sadist tbh

Summary: When you went to visit your boyfriend at his work, someone decided to flirt with you. With Barry being in a bad mood, that was his breaking point and he took you home to make you beg for the rest of the night..

a/n: I want to start posting my Barry imagines/smuts on here (even though they probably won't get too much attention) - also found on my wattpad: @thefastestwomanalive

You walked out of the elevator of the CCPD with a smile on your face. You decided to visit your boyfriend since the streets of Central City were clear at the moment.

You and Barry Allen were the heroes of Central City: The Flash and Bolt. You both were speedsters, both struck by lighting. You had met when you both woke up at STAR Labs, in the cortex. As you confused as you were, you couldn't help but admire the half naked man that was rambling off the things that had came to his mind.

You smiled at the memory. As you made your way towards the stairs, someone had walked in front of you. At first, you thought it was Barry so you smiled and looked up at him, starting to open your mouth to say a hello and maybe a kiss on the cheek. But you stopped when you didn't recognize the man in front of you.

"Hey," he smirked and looked you over. You shifted on your heels, looking around to make sure he was talking to you and not someone behind you. "All right, I'll cut to the chase. I'm hot, you're hot. Jitters, 8 pm."

Before you could get even open your mouth, you heard footsteps and someone clearing their throat. "Who do you think you're talking to?" You snapped your head to the voice and saw Barry coming up behind you.

"This smokin' lady in front of me-"

"You can't speak about her like that." Barry snapped. He started to walk closer to the random man, making you move away slightly. "She's mine, not yours. Nor will she ever be yours." He poked the guys chest, getting in his face.

"Well, she didn't seem to mind." The guy snapped back. Barry stiffened and he stood still for a moment. He looked back at you and saw your expression: confusion and surprise.

"I don't know who you think you are, but I know you're not the one to kiss her, and you're not the one able to hold her, and you are definitely not the one to have her scream your name- that's my job. She's the one that I get to kiss, the one I get to hold, and definitely the one that has her scream my name. So back. off." Barry's irises were clouded with anger, his body fighting the fact that lightning wanted to swarm his eyes.

The man had cowered off, running away from Barry, but taking glances back to make sure he wasn't following him. The scene caused some of the officers to look over, more when they watched the man run away from their known forensic scientist. Some had wide eyes, other hiding smiles or laughs with paper.

You stood there stunned with what he said. Barry had never been so upfront with your relationship before, especially.. that part. You were more than surprised when you heard him mention that and your cheeks felt like they burned a hundred degrees.

Barry also stood there, except his breathing was erratic and his eyebrows were furrowed while his focus was still on the direction the man went in to leave the building. Eventually his head looked over to you, noticing your lingering gaze on him. You watched him look you up and down with a sort of possessive edge to it. But you'd be lying if you said it didn't make you squirm a little.

"Come on, we're getting out of here." He finally broke the silence, heading straight for the doors. You didn't move at first, the words not exactly processing in your mind. But when they did, you immediately went to go catch up with him.

You didn't know what you had gotten yourself into.

As soon as you got home, Barry had you in his arms. His lips immediately attacked yours, pushing his tongue inside your mouth. You moaned at the feeling, hands reaching out to grab him. But he held them and started to walk backwards. He went in the direction of the couch, pushing away from you to see where he was going.

He sat down, grabbing your waist and coaxing you into sitting on his lap. He set his lips on yours again, his hand coming to the back of your head, pushing you against him. His hand was threading through your hair as you both made out. You rolled your hips on his lap, eliciting a groan from Barry.

He pulled away, looking you over. When he made eye contact with you, you realized how dark his eyes were. You've never seen him this lustful before. You could see the possessive edge in his eyes and the desire swarming around. His hands started guiding you over on his lap, straddling his leg.

"Come on, baby, ride my thigh." You whimpered at his words, immediately following his order. The friction between your clothed clit and his leg made you even more desperate. You wanted to feel him, his skin. He flexed his leg, hitting you perfectly. Your nails dug into his skin that was holding his shoulders.

"I wanna feel you, Barry." You whispered, eyes furrowed.

"I don't care what you want, sweetheart. I'm gonna do whatever I want to you and you're gonna take it like a good girl." He replied darkly. You moaned at his words, grinding down harder on his leg. "Yeah? You like it when I talk to you like that, huh?" When you didn't answer him, he left a harsh smack on your ass. "Answer me, princess."

"Yes, Barry, I do." You moaned. You were so close, that knot inside of your stomach was tightening and it wanted to burst. You were chasing your high, trying to keep in your sounds incase Barry wouldn't let you come. Seconds later, you were so close, you let out a strangled moan right before you were about to come. About.

"What do you think you're doing? Trying to come without my permission? That's not gonna slide, angel. What are you?" He waited a second for your answer. "What are you, huh?"

"I'm your slut, Barry. You're slut." Your eyes were squeezed shut, still trying to get over your denied orgasm.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Then he got up. You sat there, confused, as you watched him. He moved to stand in front of you, between your legs. His hand went underneath your chin, making you look up at him. "Now you're gonna listen to me, alright? You're gonna go upstairs into our bedroom and when I come in there, you're gonna be stripped and on your knees for me." He demanded. "Yeah? That okay with you?" You nodded. "Good because you don't have a choice." And he let you go.

You instantly got up to go to your bedroom. You stripped out of your clothes as you walked up the stairs, throwing them wherever they landed. As you opened the door to the room, your clothes were discarded, just how Barry wanted. You kneeled by the bed, waiting for him.

When Barry came in, all he had on was his boxers. "Look at you, on your knees, waiting for me. Such a good girl." His hand stroked your cheek when he went in front of you. He looked down at you with lust-filled eyes that could make you go crazy by just seeing them.

He stripped himself of his boxers. "Come on, doll, suck my cock."

You moved forward to take his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. Your hand moved up to grip the base, stroking what wasn't in your mouth. You felt his hand tighten in your hair when you licked a sensitive vein. "Y/N," He breathed. His hips bucked up into your mouth, making you gag. "I'm gonna fuck your mouth, baby. And you're gonna take it." His hands held you still as his hips moved forward. Tears formed in your eyes as he kept going, watching the way they fell down your cheeks. "Aw, look at you. So pretty." He muttered.

He pulled away when he felt himself coming close. He saw the tear marks on your face and the way your chest rose and fell quickly. This image itself made him even harder. His hand went down to cup your cheek. His thumb was dragging your bottom lip down, while you looked up at him. He nearly groaned when you took his thumb in your mouth and sucked on it. After, he used your spit to spread across your lips. "Up." He ordered. You complied, rising to your feet so you were facing his chest. His hand went up to cup your cheek again, leaning down to whisper in your ear, "On the bed."

His voice gave you chills. It was deep and raspy, blowing right into your ear. You shivered as you moved to follow his demand. You laid back on the bed, feeling the soft comforter underneath your skin. You watched the way Barry looked at you, like you were his prey. It made your lust grow and you couldn't handle it. He looked you up and down, lips curling into a smirk.

Barry had several thoughts running around in his mind. He wanted to punish you, but he wanted to see you in pleasure. He wanted to do what he wanted to do, but he didn't want to hurt you. He wanted you, but he didn't want you to not want him. But all of those worries washed away once he saw you laying there, on the bed, waiting for him. Waiting for your punishment he had in mind.

"So ready for me, huh?" He muttered as he kneeled on the end of the bed. You nodded to his question, seeming to satisfy Barry. His lips were still up in a smirk, his jaw clenched. His eyes still roamed all over your body, almost trying to pick out every single detail on you. You realized what he was doing. He was trying to figure out what to do to you.

Eventually, he leaned down to press kisses on your neck. You have never been so glad to feel lips on your skin before, until now. You needed Barry, so bad. You've realized that he was teasing you, he was making you wait on purpose. This was gonna be torture.

"I bet you're soaking wet right now, baby. Huh? Are you?" His voice was breathless against your ear. It was almost like he was doing it on purpose.

"God, yes, Barry." You moaned, making him hum. His hand slides down your body, sliding his finger through your wet folds. You whimpered at the feeling, throwing your head back against the pillow.

"That feel good, angel?" He teased you as his kisses got lower, hitting your stomach. He would alternate between kissing, sucking, and biting on your skin. Once he got to your thighs, he nipped at your left one, making you jolt. He chuckled at your reaction. He moved slightly, brushing his tongue up your folds. You moaned at the feeling, thrusting your hips up towards him. "Mm-mm, doll." He put his hand on your hip to stop you from moving. His lips wrapped around your clit, licking at it. His fingers pushed inside you, making your hips want to move again.

"Barry," You breathed.

"Yeah, doll, make sure I can hear how much you're enjoying this." He murmured against your skin. His fingers went deeper and deeper into you, pleasuring you more every second. "You wanna come, baby?"

"Yes, Barry, please." You practically chanted.

"Too bad." And he pulled away. You grabbed the sheets out of frustration.

"Barry, please. I need you so bad." Your eyes squeezed shut as you exclaimed. Second denied orgasm of the night. This was gonna be rough.

"Look at you begging for me. What would the city think, their hero crumbling under me from just a touch. Such a dirty little slut." He spat at you. The words sent heat right down your body. You were about to start begging again, but Barry moved before you could. He lifted your legs to wrap around his waist as he pulled your hips against his. The friction made you both groan. He made sure he had a tight enough grip on you before flipping both of you over. He moved you to straddle his thigh again. "Come on, sweetheart. You know what to do." His voice was like honey. It was music to your ears, it distracted you for a second.

When you regained your senses, you immediately started to grind on his leg again. You steadied yourself on his chest, fingers feeling the ridges of his abs and pecs. Your nails dug into the skin that was under your palm. You were chasing your high, going faster and faster as you neared. "You close, babydoll?" Barry asked as he watched you.

Watching you like this was surely a sight to see. Barry was mesmerized. Having you on top of him like this was something he always craved. His dick throbbed as he watched you, watching you grind down on his bare leg. He knew what he was doing, denying your orgasms and talking to you like this. He also knew it turned you on. He originally had doubts for the way he wanted to act towards you, but as soon as he saw your response, all of his worries washed away.

You grinded against him easily since you were so wet. Barry watched the way it collected on his thigh, more adding as you grind down harder. He knew you were close, he saw the way your eyes shut tightly, your mouth hung out in a silent moan, and your nails digging into the skin on his abdomen. "Look at me, darling. Look at me when you're gonna come." His voice broke you out of your trance, making you look at him in the eyes. You could tell they've been looking at you and your body this whole time. You knew he couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"Barry, I can't-" You panted his name, rolling your hips with more force as you were about to reach your high.

"Mm-mm, sweetheart. Look me in the eyes and tell me you deserve it. Do you deserve to come? You weren't being very much of a good girl earlier, were you?" He taunted you. The entire time, his eyes were on yours. His fingers were digging into your legs, almost turning white. He was helping you grind against him, pushing you down onto him.

"I promise I'll be a good girl. Please, Barry." You basically pleaded with him. You were roughly chasing your climax, you couldn't handle it. You needed it.

"Do you though, sweetheart? Do you need it that bad?"

Did you say that out loud?

It was a rhetorical question, you already knew he wouldn't let you come with the way he was talking. Even if you wanted it that bad.

You felt his hand slide up your body, tickling the skin he moved over. Goosebumps formed in its wake. His hand curled around your throat, squeezing. It was enough to have you dizzy, but not something you couldn't handle. Your hand moved to grasp his arm, digging your nails in his skin to try and relieve some of the pleasure you felt.

"You're so close, darling." He noticed. "Well, that's too bad. Because you're gonna have to wait." And he moved you off of his lap to change your position.

He flipped you on your stomach, kneeling behind you. You were propped up on your knees and forearms. You felt his hands crawl up your back, his lanky fingers making you have goosebumps trail up your skin. He felt them, smirking at your reaction. Barry was still deciding on what he wanted to do with you, but he knew you needed a punishment.

"You're gonna count for me, okay?" He says vaguely, no giving you a description on what you'll be counting for. Before you could ask, you felt a hand slap your ass, stinging the plush skin there. Your mouth opened on a squeak, not trying to let anything out while you waited for the next one. "What the fuck did I say?" He slapped you again.

"Two." You counted, tears forming in your eyes at the stimulation. You tried not to jolt every time you felt a slap, but it was hard not moving at the pressure. He would chuckle at your state, knowing deep down you enjoyed it.

"What, can't handle it? But you were being such a slut earlier; it's what you get for being such a whore." He degrades, making your knees weak. The next slap was hard, making your body jostle at the hit. Tears poured out of your eyes in the best way possible. You knew you were going to have a mark by the end of the day, but it was going to be worth it. Sitting down was going to be a problem, but you were gonna have to deal with it.

Once he was done, he massaged the skin he smacked over and over again. Your tears subsided, leaving you with a slight puffy face. He turned your head a little, looking over your face. He cooed, smoothing his hand on your cheek. "So beautiful." He whispered, knowing it had an affect on you.

"You ready, doll?" He asks, not truly caring what you were going to answer with anyway. He knew you were wet enough from everything he's done to you, but he still has to have your consent. Before you could answer either way, he pushes inside you, making you moan loudly. He groans at the way you feel, thrusting into with speed. "You're so tight." He mutters, squeezing at your hips. You moan at his words, feeling your back arch at his hard thrusts.

Barry was having trouble keeping normal speed. he knew that if he went any faster, he would start to vibrate. But he wasn't too sure he cared.

"Barry!" You cried once you felt him go even faster, hitting that perfect spot inside you. He smirked at your reaction, immediately knowing what he did. Barry knew your body like the back of his hand. Every mole, freckle, scar, bruise, everything. He took pride in knowing your body so well, saying he likes to do it "for science," you immediately knowing he was lying once he said that.

"That feel good, baby?" He teased, slapping your ass once more. You screamed at the overstimulation on your skin, pushing back. His hand came over your back, arching it for you. "You're close, angel, I can feel you squeezing me." His eyes were closed with pleasure, his head thrown back. His Adams apple was bobbing up and down, looking perfect.

"Barry, please, I can't-" You tried to plead, but you could barely make out a sentence at this point. He chuckled at you desperate state, knowing exactly what you meant.

"Let go, my love. C'mon." He urged, hitting that perfect spot inside you were you couldn't take it anymore. You let go of the knot inside your stomach, coming down from your high. After so many denials, nothing has ever felt so good in your life.

Soon after you were done, Barry came with a groan of your name. He sighed, pulling out of you, watching your guys' cum mix together. He moaned at the sight, pulling away from your body. He let you lay down, going into the bathroom to get a towel to clean you up.

After you both laid down and got settled under the covers, Barry pulled you close to him, laying your head on his chest. "I didn't hurt you, right?" He whispered, playing with your hair. He couldn't stand the thought of genuinely hurting you, whether it was sexually or not.

"Of course not, Bare." You reassure him, tracing circles on his chest, picking out each freckle on his skin. He smiled and pressed a kiss to your hair. "I love you, Barry."

"I love you too, Y/N."

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onhallowseve-98 · 7 months

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Your Scars Are Beautiful

Summary: In a world where you have a predestined partner, Y/n must navigate her harsh reality as her body holds the scars of her Soulmate

Barry Allen x Plus Size Reader

She was used to the stares by now. But the harsh words from random strangers were still very hard to adjust to. Thankfully working at a shifty bar with even more questionable patrons, Y/n's looks alone were enough to have them leave her be. Y/n's two toned eyes, one grey, one e/c, flitted towards the mirror across from where she stood as she frowned at the image that looked back at her. Her s/c was ashen and sick as the angry dark marks that branched from her neck and spread the left side of her face, her left eye clouded and grey. Her eyes trailed down her arm and chest where she knew it spread down to her navel. With a huff she mumbled to herself, "As if it wasn't bad enough that I had stretch marks."

It hadn't always been like this. 23 months ago, before the Particle Accelerator blew up, she was on her way to do big things as an up and coming journalist for the CCNP. But that night, whoever her soulmate was, got hurt bad, bad enough that she felt it through their connection that sent her into a coma for nine months. When she woke up, she and the doctors were surprised that none of her faculties were failing her. Despite her left eye, she was perfectly normal.... well that and the scar that she now had. The doctors said that it looked like a Lichtenburg figure... but it would have been impossible for her or her soulmate to survive being struck by lightning. So her scar remained a medical mystery.

And she was left with her life in shambles. Because of her disfigurement, she lost her job as she scared most of her colleagues now. And well, the world in general for that matter.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when her favorite patron sat down at the bar in front of her and gave her one of his cool smirks. His blue eyes danced across her face as he drawled, "Evening snowflake."

Y/n's dark painted lips pulled up into a grin as she greeted, "Len, what a pleasant surprise. Last I heard you were in Iron Heights."

He let out a soft chuckle as he shrugged, "I got out on good behavior."

"Mmhmm," she pursed her lips as she smiled at him disbelievingly. She quipped, "Heard Mardon and the Trickster got out too. They out on good behavior as well?" Len's icy blue eyes sharpened as did his smirk as he complimented, "Smart, and beautiful. You really are too good for this place Snowflake." Y/n laughed good-naturedly as she turned around and asked, "Your usual then Snart?"

"That would be lovely, thank you N/n." came his easy reply. Mixing the cold beverage up, she completed his order and handed it to him with a easy going smile as she said, "It's on the house. Take this as a 'congrats for getting out of prison'"

"Oh, how thoughtful," Len joked. Y/n couldn't help the giggle that slipped out at the older man's words. With that, her evening truly begun. For hours she stood behind the bar and made drinks, all the while Len sat there making easy conversation with her, and threatening some of the customers when they got too rowdy.

Nearing the end of the night Len started slowly, "I have to ask, you don't have to answer.. but your scar?" Y/n's lips turned to a sad smile as she wiped one of the glasses clean, "My soulmate's." She confirmed causing him to wince, "That looks painful. Do you know what caused it?"

Y/n sighed and shrugged, "The doc's said it looks like a Lichtenburg Figure; a lightning strike scar. The night the Particle Accelarator exploded, was the same night I got this scar and went into a coma."

Snart stiffened at that causing her to quirk a brow but continue on, "The damage it's done to me, means it probably killed my soulmate."

Leonard stayed uncharacteristically quiet for a long moment before dropping some bills on the counter and saying, "I gotta go do something real quick kid, I'll be back." Frowning, Y/n's eyes followed him, "Okay..... later Snart."

Barry was not happy. Not one bit. His glare on his face was murderous as he stared down the man who made himself comfortable once again in his home. It was Christmas, and yet, here Leonard sat, the same reindeer mug in his hands as he leisurely stared down Joe's and Eddie's guns. His blue eyes slowly scanned the group in front of him before they landed on Barry as he said in his usual drawl, "I hope you don't mind, but I helped myself to some eggnog."

Barry's brows were furrowed as he snapped, "What do you want Snart? Don't criminals take the day off for Christmas too?"

Snart's signature smirk tweeked his lips as he hummed, "I'm not here for business. Consider this a Christmas gift to you Scarlet." Barry's confusion was written clearly on his face, "What?"

With a dramatic sigh, Snart hauled himself to his feet before staring down his nemesis that was more of a friend to him, "I found your soulmate Scarlet."

Barry's sharp intake of breath broke the silence that followed Leonard's words. Cisco was the first to speak up, seeing as he had the least problem with Snart as Lisa was his soulmate, "Wait, what do you mean you found his soulmate? You know who they are?"

Snart gave a curt nod, "She's been working at Saints and Sinner's for the past 13 months." Barry's frown deepened, "Why didn't I see her the times I went there?"

Snart tilted his head, "Let's be honest Allen, you didn't go there for pleasure." Barry huffed with slight agitation but conceded as he always went there to check on Leonard. Joe finally found his voice as he asked with an accusing glare at the criminal, "What? You're just going to trust him? What if he's lying?"

Jay, whom Barry forgot was even there, spoke next, "Yeah, I'm not sure you should listen to him. If half of what you guys say is true about him...." he trailed off but the insinuation hung in the air. Snart was apparently done being accused as he glared at the two of them, "I may a thief and a liar, but I care about her like she's my own sister." Gliding his ice cold eyes back to the Speedster he said, "She's hurting. She thinks your dead."

Barry bit his lip unsure of whether to believe him or not when Harry asked, "Do you mind telling us how you know she's Barry's soulmate? And if you knew, why come to us now? Instead of all those months ago."

Leonard let out a sigh as he admitted, "Her scar..... I never asked about it until today. She got it the night the Particle Accelerator exploded," he paused for dramatic effect. His eyes finding Barry's again as he admitted, "Her scar is from a lightening strike." Barry's heart thumped wildly in his chest as he registered his words. Barry looked over to Caitlin with hope and trepidation in his greenish blue eyes, "But how? I never had a scar."

Caitlin frowned as she mulled over the possible situations before nodding, "It may be because you're body may have already healed itself so a scar never showed on you, but your soulmate....." Barry's jaw dropped as he thought of all the possible ways he could have gotten scars, his mind going straight to when he was shot for the first time, and the two arrows that Ollie shot at him. Covering his mouth, his happiness quickly turned to horror as he thought, "Oh my god, what have I done.... all this time.... she could be getting more scars." Leonard winced as well as he thought about the time he iced Barry. Holding out his hand, Leonard offered, "Tell you what, you do right by her, and I won't be icing you every time we meet as the Flash and Cold."

Barry looked overly grateful for the deal, and without thinking, shook his hand. Before he could pull away though, Leonard gave his hand a hard squeeze as he shot him another glare, "But I swear to God Barry, if you hurt her in any way, no one will ever find your body." Barry laughed nervously as he asked, "You're joking right?"

"No, I got the same threat," Cisco muttered helpfully to Barry, who audibly gulped, "Right, of course. I won't do anything to hurt her." Leonard squinted at the young man before letting go when he was satisfied that he understood the very real threat he was delivering him, "Good." The Scarlet Speedster mouthed ow as he rubbed his now very sore hand , but he bounced back with a visible spark in his eyes, "Can I meet her?" Leonard gave a curt nod causing Barry to grin, and zip out the door without further prompting. Leonard just sighed before turning to the rest of Barry's family as he spoke to Joe, "Might as well change and blend in, I'm sure you all will want to meet her too." With little else to say, the rest of them scrambled to get ready as well as Leonard waited and thought, "God, I'm turning soft in my old age."

Y/n hummed along to the Christmas songs that played mutely in the background while the patrons cheered at the footage of the Flash being beaten down by Mardon and the Trickster. Her own e/c eyes drew into the scene as she winced with every punch, but her lips quickly twitched upward when the Flash put a hand to his ear before he zipped around and quickly disarmed the two of them. Y/n wasn't sure what had changed the Flash's demeanor, but she was grateful no matter what had happened. She rolled her eyes when she heard the collective groans and boos. One going so far, as to throw their beer at the screen causing the bottle to shatter, and the screen to crack. More groans and yelling sounded around at that just as Y/n's eyes caught sight of Len walking in with a big group around him.

Not paying them any mind, she quickly turned and yelled at the rowdy customers, "Oi! You better pay for that!"

"Eh, whatever, I can steal ya a better one!" the man yelled back.

Glaring she spat back, "I don't care what you do, but it sure as hell ain't coming from my paycheck!"

The man waved a dismissive hand at her, "Whatever, grab me another drink would you doll?!" Y/n felt her face heat up with anger as she muttered angrily to herself before she heard Len say, "Tough crowd today huh?"

Y/n's two toned eyes turned towards Leonard, and his group of..... well normal looking friends.... her demeanor relaxing as she easily grinned, "Len! You're back, I thought you'd be done for tonight." Len tilted his head to the side as he said, "I had someone I wanted you to meet." Y/n's eyes turned to the group that were staring at her with varying degrees of awe and disbelief. Her eyes landing on a pair of green blue ones that looked at her with unfiltered adoration that it nearly knocked her on her ass. Her eyes scanned his thin frame that was lean, but clearly built. His brown hair looked like it was in a constant state of windswept, and his smile was soft.

She was shocked out of her daze when the same man from earlier came clobbering towards her bar and parked in the stool right in front of her, effectively shoving Len to the side. Her face immediately fell as the sleezy man eyed her up and down, "Dollface, what's taking so long? I asked for a drink ten minutes ago."

Y/n bit back the insult that was just about ready to burst from her throat, and instead gave him a sadistic sweet smile, with a tilt of her head she spoke sarcastically, "Of course sir! How silly of me, just one moment." Her smile dropped as soon as she turned away and towards her alcohol. She was about to grab the ingredients to mix a drink when she stopped dead in her tracks as the man spoke, "Well aren't you just a lovely sight walking away like that. That's right, just bend over, let me see that view." Y/n felt her body go rigid before she muttered, "Fuck it." Turning with a speed that would surely make the Flash proud, she bent down to pick up her bat, as she made strides towards the counter. Climbing over it, she swung her thick leg out and hit the man in the chest, effectively knocking him off the stool.

He fell with a loud clattering thump, causing the other patrons and the group that Len brought to turn and stare at them. The man stood up with a fury as Y/n planted her feet on the ground, "What the hell?!?!" He didn't have time to even retaliate as she brought her arm back, and swung hard into the man's abdomen. He fell on his knees as he wheezed and clutched his stomach. Grabbing him by the ear she pulled him to his feet and all but dragged the towering man out, which she would admit probably looked a sight as she was significantly shorter than him. He kept hissing and complaining but followed her to the door where she promptly shoved him and swung her bat again, hitting his ass on the way out. The man face planted and turned to look at her in outrage, but she flipped him the bird and spat, "Don't come back here you dickhead!" Slamming the door shut, she let her bat rest on her shoulder, while the crowd began to bellow and shout in excitement.

She huffed out a laugh as the many customers began to pat her back and compliment her for being so badass. Rolling her eyes she went back behind the counter where the group was staring at her wide eyed now. Well, except for Len, who looked smug and proud at the same time.

"You took my lessons to heart," Len spoke, breaking the silence. Y/n smiled as she began to wipe the glasses down, "Of course, I may have this scar, but it will only do so much. I work here for God's sake Lenny. I'm lucky no one has really tried anything yet."

"Well the scar makes you look badass," a Latino man with long hair spoke up, causing her eyes to snap at him. He immediately began to curl into himself nervously as he stuttered, "Sorry, I hope that wasn't rude."

Y/n smiled easily as she shook her head, "Not at all, although I can't take the credit. My idiot of a soulmate did this." That caused most of the group to chuckle while the really handsome one from earlier just blushed and rubbed his neck nervously. Y/n's frown slowly came back as her eyes glazed down at the bar, "Wherever they are..... I hope they didn't suffer too much."

She noticed that the group got quiet, causing her two toned eyes to flit upward before giving them a sad smile she apologized, "Sorry, that was depressing.... What can I get ya'll?" They gave her their orders, and she made quick work of mixing it up for them. All along, she hummed to the Christmas tunes, unbothered that she had an audience now watching her closely.

As she handed them each her drink, one of the women, who had auburn hair and warm brown eyes, asked, "I hope this isn't too forward, but your left eye... it looks pretty damaged..." the woman ended with a question as Y/n's hand immediately went to cover her grey eye before she chuckled and shook her head, "It's alright, it's just part of the scar. I can see perfectly fine with it."

"How interesting, can I get a blood sample?" She asked as she pulled a kit from her purse.

Y/n was surprised to say the least, as were the two men beside her. The handsome one looked at the woman almost scandalized that she even asked that as he said, "Caitlin! Not now." The woman, Caitlin, sighed as she shook her head, putting her kit back in her purse, "Right, sorry, I'm just really curious about the effects soulmates have on one another."

Y/n's face twisted into pained amusement as she scoffed, "Why would that matter? My soulmate's dead."

The group turned look at her again, this time with pity as the Latino man asked, "Why do you think that?"

Y/n's frustration leaked out as she gestured to her body, more pointedly her face, "Look at me, look at all this damage my soulmate went through. Do you honestly expect them to have survived? I know, more often than not people do survive lighting strikes.... but whatever this is... it was much worse."

The attractive one turned to the group and Len before turning to Y/n as he asked, "Hey, can I show you something?"

"Barry..." an older African American man started with warning but Barry shook his head at him as he answered cryptically, "Joe, she needs to know."

Y/n's eyes squinted with distrust, "What the hell are you talk about? What do I need to know?"

Barry's eyes turned back to her, "Please, you can trust me-"

"Trust you? I don't even know you," Y/n interrupted but Len spoke out, "N/n." Her eyes searched his calm ones as he gave a curt nod and said, "You can trust him." She let her fears reflect in her eyes before turning to Barry who just gave her a calm smile and a reassuring look. Letting out a breath she said, "My shift ends in ten minutes." Barry's smile was blindingly bright making Y/n's heart skip a beat.

Y/n looked around at the Forensic Lab that Barry worked at. She wasn't sure why she was here, or why she had trusted Barry so easily as soon as he held her hand and guided her to her car. She was confused when she asked where his car was, only to be met with the response, "Oh, I ran here."

Y/n's two toned eyes, flitted back to the lean attractive male as he walked towards the wide window where Central City was lighting the horizon. He pulled some chains causing a clanking noise to sound above her. Her head looked upwards at the skylight that was being exposed, she could see snow falling leisurely from the clouds above them.

Her brows furrowed as she turned to Barry to find him already looking at her, "What are we doing here?"

Barry gave her a sad smile as he confessed, "23 months ago, I was struck by lightning and fell into a nine month coma." Y/n's breath hitched as her eyes widened, never leaving Barry's figure when he stood next to her and looked up at the sky, "I was standing right here when it hit me."

Y/n let out a disbelieving huff as her eyes began to sting with tears, "How..... how is that possible? You..... you don't have a scar.... You... You-"

Barry turned to her and gave her a scared smile as he let out a shuttering breath, "When I woke up from my coma..... The lightning, combined with the Dark Matter in the Particle Accelarator, changed something inside me. I found out that I could heal really fast.... and run faster than the speed of sound."

Y/n's eyes got impossibly bigger as the little clues he hinted clicked in her mind. He didn't drive to the bar, he healed fast, and ran faster. With a hysterical chuckle she asked, "You're the Flash aren't you?" Barry gave her a nod which caused her to touch her head with disbelief as she leaned against the table behind her. She could feel the air in her lungs being squeezed as she tried to not freak out. Barry, for his part, looked like he wanted to comfort her but didn't know how so he hesitated as he took a step closer. Y/n's eyes searched his as she asked, "Why? Why tell me?"

Barry's eyes started to glisten as well as he let out breathlessly, "Because.... because you're my soulmate. I don't want to hide any part of myself from you." Y/n stayed silent as she observed Barry, who seemed more and more distressed as time passed between them. Barry ran a nervous hand through his hair as he shook his head, "Look, I understand if you don't want me as your soulmate, we can just be friends.. But I promise that I will do everything I can to protect you."

When she still made no response to him, his hope began to dwindle until her voice broke through the stillness, "I always felt a strange protection every time I saw the Flash fighting on the news.. Now I know why," Y/n ended with a smile as tears freely fell down her cheeks. Taking in a shaky breath, she closed the gap between the two of them as she reached up and held his face in her hands. Her two toned eyes gazed at him with unconditional love causing Barry's eyes to mist up even more and his heart to ache with longing. His heart slowly fell as he asked with fear, "What if you don't want anything to do with the other part of my life? I will always be putting myself in danger, I can't even guarantee your safety."

Quietly, as to not disturb the peace around them, Y/n said through her tears of joy, "I finally found you. Whatever hardships come our way, we'll be ready for them... Together." Barry shared her smile before closing the gap between them and kissing her softly in the stillness of his lab.

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rubylize · 1 year

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Summary: Sweet moments with Barry Allen

Pairing: Barry x reader

Word count: 1,541

Warnings: body insecurity, slight ED

I walked into my boyfriend's lab. “Oh hey,” he said, lifting up his head from his experiment. “Hey,” I said, smiling at him. “Just wanted to bring you lunch,” I said, while one of my hands was on my back and the other holding up some food, while leaning a bit to the side. I bit my lip and he super sped to me. “Oh. Hi,” I said, a bit surprised. He smiled at me, “Hi,” he said, while he pecked my lips. “Thank you, for the food. Did you bring some for yourself too?” He asked, while slightly tilting his head. “No,” I said, a bit confused. “Why not?” He asked, concerned. “Cause I already ate..” I told him, slightly unsure. “You sure?” He asked, still concerned. I nodded in reply.

His arms were around my waist, “Too bad, cause you're eating with me.” He gave me a toothy smile and I groaned. Barry had always been stuck up on checking up on me, even if we had a slight fight. He knew I didn’t like eating much, from the way that I looked. It wasn’t easy to tell him that, but he comforted me and always makes sure I eat, on his watch.

He pulled me to a chair in his lab and we sat next to each other. He started eating, “C’mon, grab a biteee,” he encouraged. I slightly rolled my eyes at him. Seeing that I didn’t grab some food, he fed me a fry. He then held up the burger to my lips, I looked at him and he nodded. I gave him a death stare, but he nodded in encouragement again. I gave in and took a bite and he hummed in satisfaction at my decision. He pulled the burger away and took a bite himself.

A couple days later, Captain Cold captured me, making me have to tell them who the Flash was and then he let me go. I walked into Star Labs disappointed at myself. I picked at my sides. Barry, Dr. Wells, Cisco, and Caitlyn were wondering where I was, while looking at screens. “Y/n,” Barry said, alerted and sped to me. “You okay?” He asked, concerned, while grabbing my face. I wrapped my arms around him, “I’m sorry.” He let me hug him for a few seconds more before he pulled us apart. “Why are you saying sorry, baby? What’s wrong?” I stuttered out not knowing what to say. “Hey, hey It’s okay. Look at me.” I looked at him, “I- I told him who you were. H-he tortured my brother.” I was in shock. I wasn’t crying, I was just stuck. Frozen. Barry looked at me, “It’s okay. It’s not your fault. I’m not mad.” He reassured me. “W-what but I-“ He pulled me into his embrace. “Shh, it’s okay,” he comforted. I let out a sigh. He took me to our apartment and told me he’d be back.

When he was back he explained that Snart wasn’t gonna tell anyone, but that he needed help. Barry told me he thought Snart was a good guy and that Snart just doesn’t realize it. I didn’t know how to feel about that, but I trust Barry.

We laid in bed. He always made me feel better. We looked up at the ceiling while exchanging looks at each other here and there. I felt him grab my hand, “Do you ever regret your first kiss?” He randomly asked. I pursed my lips and looked at him. “Nope.” He looked at me, “Why?” I inhaled and exhaled before answering, “Mm, he was perfect. I don’t regret it.” Barry hummed, “Now, I’m slightly jealous.” He mumbled and I looked at him. “Don’t be. It was you.” I replied casually. He looked at me in surprise yet in awe. “I was your first kiss?” He asked, a little taken back. I met his eyes, “Yup,” I breathed out. I was about to look away but his hand came up to my face and made me look at him. I gave him a weird look. He smiled widely at me and kissed me. I was surprised by the kiss but immediately melted into it. I hummed in pleasure, my hand went up to his face, slightly deepening the kiss. His hand retracted from my face and went to my hip. I groaned slightly at the kiss, he pulled away for a quick second

“I love every part of you, Y/n. You know that.” Then went back to kissing me, I knew he could feel me slightly smiling in the kiss. He always reassures me. He knows I don’t really like close contact near my stomach or hips, but he’s always said that he loves me and every part of me. Before kissing a little more, we laid in bed once again.

“Barry,” I said in the semi-darkness of our room. “Y/n,” he replied. There was some silence, “You okay?” He asked, while moving, to hover over me. “Yeah,” I breathed out. I reached up to grab his face. “Did I ever mention I love your green eyes?” I said, while pursing my lips. “Yes. You say it all the time,” he told me, while leaning into my touch. “Does your heart ache for me?” I asked curiously. He frowned at the question but smiled at it. “All the time,” he replied bluntly. “Does your heart ache for me?” He asked. I grabbed a hold of his hand and put it on my chest, knowing he could feel my heart beating and beating. “All the time.” He had a beautiful smile on his face. I clenched my eyes shut and shook my head, realizing that I went off topic. When my eyes opened, he was searching my face, for some type of emotion. “But Barry,” I said, with a slight sigh. He gave me a look telling me he has my attention. “I love you.” His eyes sparkled, “I love you too, Y/n.”

“Yooo,” I said, while entering Barry’s lab. I caught his attention and he looked up from his computer, smiling widely. He spun his chair to the side to get a better view of me. “Yooo,” he replied, while crossing his arms over his chest. He examined me, “Well, don’t you look nice.” I blushed slightly at his words, before I could say anything Iris came in. “Bare, can you help-“ She interrupted herself, realizing I was here. “Oh hey Y/n,” I smiled at her. “Hey Iris,” I replied politely. “Hey Iris, what’d you need?” Barry asked her. “I just wanted to see if you could help me with my paper.” Barry pulled me onto his lap slightly, “Oh, sure. When is it due?” I looked between both of them. “In two days.” “You can come back tomorrow. I’m kinda busy right now.” Iris smiled slightly. “Okay, yeah sure.” She shot both of us a smile and left his lab. “What are you busy with?” I asked curiously, while looking at him. I was still on his lap, one of his hands rested on my thigh and the other around my waist. “You.” I gasped slightly. “Barry! You didn’t help her because of me? I could’ve left!” I told him, slightly bothered by the fact he didn’t help his best friend. “Yooo, why you mad?” He acted silly. “Barry, stoppp!” I retorted, while slightly laughing. He always knew how to get me un mad at him. “She said she had time to do it either way. Is it such a bad thing that I want to spend time with my future wife?” I blushed at his words. He hasn’t proposed but he somehow knows that in the future we’re going to get married. He kissed my cheek, “How bout you tell me about your day while I mess with some DNA?” I smiled at him, getting off his lap. “Deal.”

I sat in another chair in his lab, while he messed with DNA. “I woke up next to my boyfriend, then got out of be-“ He gave me a look, “What? That’s part of my day.” He laughed, “Sweetheart but at work. You don’t have to remind me about this morning. I lived it.” He told me and winked. I rolled my eyes, “I worked with Cisco,” I simply said. Barry’s eyebrows furrowed, “Worked on what.” I pursed my lips, “Can’t say.” I shrugged my shoulders and he super sped to me. “Oh but you cann,” he sang. “Oh yeah? How?” I challenged. “Cause you love me,” he replied, while kneeling in front of me. “Do I?” I asked, while tilting my head. His smile slightly dropped. “Yes?” He asked, confused. “Barry, are you seriously questioning that?” He laughed, “No..” I let out a laugh, “Well I think you have to.” I regretted my words instantly, “I’m kidding Barry. I do love you, so much. You know that.” He smiled, “Yeah. I know.” I smiled at him. All my smiles with him are genuine. He was still kneeling in front of me. He hugged me while he was leaning and his head was on my heart. I ran my hands through his hair.

Barry Allen is my safe place.

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mgnifique-tion · 7 months

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— still a hero.

summary || `` trapped in the worst earth to ever exist, the scientist finds herself in a confession made by the dark speedster. ``

pairing: headcanon–blitzkrieg!barry x fem!scientist!reader song recommendation: innocent (taylor swift) lowercase is intended…

— themes and warning/s: fluff, enemies to lovers-ish, swearing (?), suggestive for a moment (but not really?), comfort, mentions nazis, mentions death (nobody dies though), and a bit angsty

— a/n: actually, i have absolutely no knowledge of comic!blitzkrieg but ever since i found out that this character was cut out of crisis on earth-x (alleged..? so not sure), i knew i had to write about angsty barry with a different flavor and storyline… did i nail it? did i nail it better than the cw– anywho, enjoy! (i also write for k-pop on my main account so if you’re into that, follow @mgnifiqueyoo ^^)

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alright.

here's the so-called thing: it's been weeks since the nazi in the black suit stopped the führer from executing you and you just couldn't stop thinking about it.

you were from earth-1, a curious scientist who had gone to lengths to explore the multiverse and it just so happened that you landed on this one. i mean, what's wrong with living on an earth where the nazis won? haha, everything.

everything's seriously fucked up.

“hey!” the speedster was aggressive but not in a way that you'd expect as you stood there in the middle of a red 'x' symbol on the cemented ground, ready to be shot with one of those arrows that killed the innocents who chose not to conform. you opened your eyes to see that the hooded führer, leader of the entire world, was even startled by how the black streak was stopping him from ending your final breaths. “i know this is for the fatherland but she’s done nothing. she's not the one who stole the samples from us. you've got the wrong girl.”

the führer, an awful version of the star city mayor, oliver queen, lowered his bow and you were just mind-blown that he'd even take it into consideration.

“are you sure about this? because i’ll put an arrow in your eye if we're both wrong.” he taunted through gritted teeth as the speedster ran towards him, stopping right in front of him. he was so fast that you couldn't even tell if he was teleporting or running.

he is the fastest man alive after all.

“oh, right. i'm sure,” the masked accomplice answered with a chuckle, later placing his hands behind his head as if this was all a game to him. “and also, i can easily kill you right now but i wouldn't do that since i'm telling you the truth.”

“good point.” the archer responded, breathing in as he turned around to face his other men, who had now lowered their guns as well while his kryptonian wife squinted her eyes, quite disgusted.

“we're done here. she's in blitzkreig's hands,” he told her, which almost made her feel nauseous. — she anticipated your death the most but that's not even the weirdest part about her; she's literally an alien. “she's of no importance anyway.”

and somehow, that brought you here; you're now in the headquarters of those nazis, waiting for the speedster to show up. why? because he ridiculously called you in the middle of the night and you think that it's an emergency.

oh, right. you're his speed mentor these days. that's why he did that.

“where is he?” you mutter in almost a whisper, bouncing your leg furiously as the heel of your shoe tapped the floor's tiles. time is ticking and you're getting anxious. what if this is a trap, right? that could get you killed.

but what if it isn't? then, something else must be up.

a familiar gust of wind strikes into the room, even snatching your wrist watch away as he checks the time himself. “i'm not too late, am i?” he asks in a joking manner as you can't help but let out a sigh, trying to keep your patience together. for the record, you thought he was getting killed and for some reason, you kind of wished that something as serious as that was actually happening instead.

“... was there even an emergency?” you question, your brows already knitting lower as he lets out a chuckle. “so, there's no emergency,” you utter, still trying your best not to say anything that'd annoy him – which would later convince him to turn you to the führer or just kill you himself. “great. that's understandable.”

the strange meta laughs even louder, later looking down at you with his bottom lip bitten by himself as if he'd been viewing you differently.

“don't sulk about it, doc. remember, you signed up for this,” he tells you to quit thinking about it as a bad thing, tilting his head to the side. you could just see it in his eyes – the desire to annoy you in that high chair you're sitting on. “would you rather be an earth-1 fugitive or be a free man- well, woman, on this earth? plus, you're my property anyway. you've already gotten so many privileges with just that.”

he's smug, unserious, and unbelievably so overconfident that even as bad as siren-x wanted to replace him – but mainly because of her feelings for the one and only führer but let's not dive into that love triangle between an alien, a meta, and the jacked apple of their eye.

“but i do have a problem… surprisingly.”

you raise both of your eyebrows, intrigued by how his mood shifted. you never expected the blitzkrieg, killer speedster faster than thawne, to consult you about a problem. he's never had them before and it just shows how bothered he is by this so-called problem.

so, what is it?

“are you… running differently?” the question almost sounded like a joke to him if it weren't for that genuine look on his face. the speedster crosses his arms, slightly puckering his lower lip out while he's obviously frowning at you through that mask. it's hard to make out what his face actually looks like but for some reason, you can read him so well.

but then, he lets out a quiet snicker. “no, that's a shit guess... guess again.” he was eager to let you find out the reason yourself that you just spent a few seconds (fifteen or so?) thinking of a possible answer.

and when you looked back up at him, you shake your head, causing him to roll his eyes, annoyed again. “guess again- come on, you’re not an idiot. if you were, then i would’ve let you get killed.”

“i literally don’t know. i’m sorry.” you apologize – well, more like forced to do so – as he slouches his shoulders in disappointment. he just couldn’t believe that it’s hopeless for you to know what his problem was!

even though he was being totally vague and unreasonable at this point, he knew you knew him in a different way; in a way that you knew what he’s like even without knowing the face behind the mask.

so it just surprised him that you had no idea what he’s talking about.

he takes in a deep breath, readying himself to tell you the issue; the main reason why you’re here in the lab at three o’clock in the morning all by yourself and… him, of course.

“i can’t sleep and i don’t know why… this is my first time, alright? don’t judge,” he blurts out, the confidence stripping away little by little as you take a moment to understand what he’s telling you. is he not joking with you? that’s a new thing.

he’s always so fond of ruining your days whenever you come around to work at the laboratory but he seems so different now. way too solemn for you to think he’s even joking at this very moment.

“... you can’t sleep well, is that why you called me here at 3 am?”

and shockingly, he nods right away, determined to learn more about his ongoing problem. “yes and god, it’s horrible. everytime i close my eyes, i keep on thinking about something else and the next thing, my mind’s all about her.” blitzkrieg runs his mouth almost faster than he could do with his own legs that he doesn’t even realize that he let an important and rather private detail slip.

her

who was she?

“... her?” you ask, watching how his already dilated eyes almost jump out of its sockets, terrified to find out that you heard him say those things hilariously clear. in panic, the wrist watch he snatched from you drops from his grip, resulting in him looking down to see what he’s done.

“is she an ex-girlfriend?” you continued to ask him, not letting the key part of his sleeping problem get ignored as you find yourself getting even more interested.

“um… no, she isn’t. not an ex or anything,” he answers truthfully, the unknown awkward side of him taking over his voice as he later picks up the wrist watch from the floor. handing it to you, he manages to keep his distance, his hands intertwined with one another while he stands stiffly. “but, uh, i count her as somewhat of a friend- it’s complicated.” he crosses his arms, slightly nodding as those words of denial flow out of his lips, his eyes clearly avoiding yours.

‘is he having a crush on someone?’ you think, tilting your head to one side as you lean your chin over your knuckles, unsure of what else you could make out of this brand new information that you’d rather expect from the ruthless kryptonian with the heart disease.

“look, i’m not a therapist or anything so i’ll use my logic instead,” you start with a disclaimer, leaning your back against the rails of the high chair as he nods once again, still willing to listen. “so, what are those thoughts specifically? i mean, there’s a really huge chance that those thoughts could be distracting enough to not make you sleep.”

he stares at the other side of the room, silent again. you could tell he was so bothered by his own late-night thoughts that he could spend seconds staying quiet just by thinking about them. “... i keep on remembering how she’s looked me in the eye, scared shitless. untrusting. overall pathetic… but for some reason, i always feel the need to protect her.”

“... you could feel that?”

“i said don’t judge.”

but it was too unexpected for him to feel that way about someone! whoever that girl was, you were so sure that blitzkrieg loved her whether he’d admit it to himself or not.

“but that’s not all, i also think of her in ways that i probably shouldn’t tell you,” he says in a teasing tone, his signature smirk finally showing up within his lips after long moments of just pure seriousness and deep down in him, he’s wishing to make you feel the nosiest you’ve ever been. “... or should i?”

you squint your eyes at him in confusion, torn between being nosy and being a decent “doctor” or whatever he wants you to be.

“you seem excited to tell me so do as you please,” you say with a slight chuckle, trying your best to be relaxed about it as if you’re not interested to listen in the first place – which, in reality, you actually are.

“what? you want me to tell you?” he’s around the middle of laughing and panicking as he avoids that look on your face again, just like earlier. in response, you hum, still playing the chill listener, who would choose to keep the darkest secrets of her friends to herself than letting them have their own privacy.

after all, you’d swear to tell no one. it’s not really much of a big deal.

he then faces you once more, eyes looking at you from top to bottom as he takes a step or two towards you. suddenly, he lifts away the mask from his face, finally revealing his biggest secret to you with anxiety firing up his nerves – and apparently, you knew who he was all along.

well, his earth-1 counterpart at least: bartholomew henry allen, the chemist from central city’s police department; someone that your past co-worker julian albert used to dislike for months.

“barry allen?” you whisper in disbelief, carefully bringing your palm to your lips to shush yourself as he nods slowly. to be honest, he’s been waiting ages for you to figure that out but it seems that you’ve brushed those thoughts away for a reason that he had no idea about.

“anyway, back to the topic, are you sure that you want to know what i think of her?” he changes the subject as quickly as possible, which causes you to take a second before nodding along. well, it’s quite a thing for this earth to get shocking with the counterparts – this man in front of you would be called a “modern hero” in your world yet in this one, it seemed that wasn’t the case.

let’s face it. even this version of barry would call himself unkind. “oh, and before you ask why i showed you my face, that’s because i trust you,” he begins with a reminder, hoping that you’d take note of that as you nod once more. your ears are basically ringing, tingling, and almost itching to listen to what he’d tell you. “i want you to tell no one else about this, is that clear?”

and of course, you nod another time, already getting even more impatient as minutes pass by.

“i don’t think i should explain further when i tell you that i think about her a lot in bed,” barry admits with a smirk on his face as one of your eyebrow arches in curiosity. you later let out a hum, a cue for him to continue with his stories; you’re now definitely sure that he really does like her, whoever she is.

“i think about how her skin would feel under my fingertips once she finds out who i really am.”

he takes another step towards you, his eyes fixated on his gloved hands as he looks back into your eyes in a way that he’s almost telling you something that shouldn’t be said.

something that’d put himself in danger. “often times, i’d think of playing the hero over and over again… just so she knows that i’ll put my life on the line for her,” he says, later glaring back at you with a hint of desperation. — he’s been waiting for seconds, minutes, days, and even weeks to tell you this. to tell you all about it. to tell you that this girl he’s talking about is no stranger to you.

he then takes the empty seat next to yours, keeping his head down for a while. for him, saying things like these is a struggle, especially since he lives in a world where freedom couldn’t be an option unless you’re wearing a badge. and even though you were his “speed doctor,” he knew that you wouldn’t still be treated the same way as he was and the constant reminder of that was crushing him slowly.

and then, he lifts his head up and says, “i’ve been thinking about you all the time.”

you freeze in your seat as if time has stopped, taken aback by how he’s now talking about you and not someone else you didn’t know. barry reaches for your hand and you let him take it, placing it over his chest as if he’s asking you to check his pulse.

“when doctor west… iris was executed by thawne, i thought that i could never feel this way anymore,” he admits, softly caressing your hand. the rough leather of his suit grazes over your skin so gently like a feather that he almost forgot that he’d also use that same hand to drill into someone’s chest, even taking their heart out for the fun of it. “but you… you made me realize that i wasn’t always a monster. that i once loved someone… that i was once human.”

“... barry-”

“you don’t have to say anything,” he cuts you off, shaking his head as if he’s actually giving you control of the situation unlike usual, wherein it’s always his call that matters. and deep down, you didn’t know what to tell him.

everything was happening so fast that you couldn’t even believe that this earth’s barry is the man behind that dark mask, which would usually be seen before someone’s death.

he then takes another deep breath, returning your hand back to you as he looks out at the window, spending a few moments to think about what he’s done. — he fell in love with you already and it’s too late to crawl out of the deep pit that has no floor; a wide space like an ocean but instead of waters, it’s all those things about you. what he liked about you from head to toe. the things that his mind would be focused on every single night.

he couldn’t sleep, yes.

but he’d always smile whenever he remembers that somebody like you exists in his life.

a life so dark, so broken, so warped that he believes that he doesn’t even deserve to feel loved.

“i can take you back to your earth, where you belong. i know you’ve been staying here for months…” he trailed off, thinking about it deeply. he's torn between it. just because he could love, that didn't mean he's an angel – he's a thousand miles away from it.

he wants you here all to himself and owned by no one else but him. he craves for you to be around him all the time. he wants your eyes on him only.

but he knew it would hurt you.

and it almost kills him to think of that.

“... but you deserve to go home.” he was miserable. deep down that silly, menacing facade was just someone so in need of feeling something. anything. and god, was it so addicting to feel some love for once. “because in the end, you'll always be that person who reminded me of who i used to be… who i wished to be.”

there was long, loud silence. a silence that ticks like a time bomb, pressuring you to think of how this all would turn out to be. after all, what would happen next is in your hands.

“i’m starting to think that there’s a reason why i ended up here,” you said with a gulp, about to make the biggest decision ever. he raised an eyebrow at you, confusion shown within his whole face as he cocked his head to the side with a question that remained in his mind– what exactly did you mean?

“this world needs saving… and maybe we’ll be the ones who’d save it.”

the speedster had a frozen look on his face, clearly not expecting that those words would even come out of your mouth.

“do you really think that it’s not too late for me to change?” hope was seen in his eyes, his brows furrowed in both confusion yet belief in what you’d tell him next as you nodded, your soft palm later reaching for the side of his face.

he closed his eyes so tightly for a long moment, his chest rising up and down so quickly in anticipation.

he’s never felt a touch like that in ages. the last time he’s ever felt a hand graze over his skin was the moment he’s locked eyes with his iris, who had been fighting for her life ‘til her last breath.

i’ll be okay, she said no matter how the red pooled over her chest, the blade that thawne held seconds before was sticking out of her.

the very moment he’d realized that this agenda that the new reich had implemented was not worth doing at all.

“there’s a hero in all of us,” you said, your hand slipping away from his skin slowly when he’s suddenly reached out for it, holding your arm so dearly like fragile, thin glass. “and you already saved me.”

“let’s go save the world together, then?”

“of course.”

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Meet The Wells - Harry Wells Fic

Tv Show: The Flash

Setting: Season 4

Pairing: Harrison ‘Harry’ Wells x Leanna ‘Lea’ O’Conner

Featuring: One of the best characters on the show, Cisco Ramon!

—-

The morning everything pretty well. Team Flash was doing their usual work at S.T.A.R LABS. Discussing lunch breaks, new metas they possibly discovered, new experiments to create and plans for the weekend. That was until Harry mentioned friends.

Cisco sat up, “No he’s delusional. That’s because the lack of sleep he’s has been having. Uh, Harry friends are in here!”

Caitlin looked at Barry, who stood there confused, guessing that he’s being sarcastic.

“I got friends other than you guys! You will meet them.” Harry respond, siping his morning coffee.

Cisco gave his second girl a look and asked, “Lea help.”

“I-i know nothing about this.” Lea admitted with her hands up in defense.

“Ramon, believes i don’t got any friends. When i clearly do.” Harry yelled and sighed, typing away on his keyboard, “You told me to go make some friends, right?”

Cisco yelled back, “Yeah but last time i checked, you don’t have any friends besides us!”

Leanna who was tinkering with her tools looked up and nodded, “Yup! I did tell you that. Actually I’m curious to meet your friends, but I gotta hand some paperwork over to Joe first.”

She stood up, giving her boyfriend of 3 years now, a quick kiss on the cheek, in which Harry wraps his hand around her waist pulling her in for one more starling kiss. Clearly he was excited for today.

——

Cisco and Harry were in the speed lab being introduced to their scientific ragtag team of friends. But it wasn’t what Cisco suspected Harry’s friends to be. One of them even practically threw Cisco Ramon out of the speed lab for being annoyed and offended. Lea walked in, confused onto why her best friend ran out of there but her confusion came to a pause after what she see saw.

There stood right in front of her brown eyes the doppelgängers of Harrison Wells. Not 1, not 2, but 3 Harrison Wells in the speed lab. And if add Harry, that makes 4! In total stood 4 very different variants of Harrison Wells, going from one with gray hair and a turtleneck to one with war general uniform like he just lost an eyeball for God’s sakes.

She didn’t know to laugh at how insane this is or internally whine about this little endeavor being oddly weird for her. But at the same time she was very much integrated into this new situation. She met versions of Wells beforehand but this was completely different. Before she can even say a word or pull together another set of thoughts, when a voice called out to her. More or less a catcall followed by a cheeky whistle.

“Who is this little beauty queen? She’s finer than a flower on a summer morning!” Yelled out a rusty almost burnt blonde Wells in a red rode and slippers.

Lea didn’t realize they were staring at her that moment, quickly fixing her dark gray shirt with tiny daisies scattered all over and dark jacket she borrowed from her friend, Caitlin Snow, earlier that week. She firstly mouth a small “What the fuck?” to Harry as he jogged over swiftly taking her hand with ease. The man was clearly excited about this.

“Honey, come meet my new friend!” He exclaimed holding a grin, returning back to earlier spot but this time with her next to him, “This is Harrison Wolfgang Wells, H. Lothario Wells and Wells 2.0. Men, this is Leanna O’Conner.”

All 3 of them smiled at the lady. Wolfgang Wells stayed wondering his eyes at the brunette, as if he trying to pin point something in particular.

Lea had to just smile politically for the 3 idiots to go sight seeing on her, if allowed. Without a second later the women dragging Harry out into the hallway for a quick chat.

“Harry, honey, what the hell?!” She whispered yelled.

“What the hell? What do you mean ‘what the hell?’?” He whispered yell back.

“Are you out of your mind? Have you officially lost your marbles?!”

“You asked me to make some friends and that’s exactly what I did!”

“When I told you to make friends, I didn’t mean with yourself!”

“They’re technically NOT me! They’re my double hitting doppelgängers from other earths and one of the biggest baddest brightest mind out there.”

“Again! There’s literally 3 of you in that room, all three of them ready to make goo goo eyes at me and oh yeah, one of you is enough but a friend group of Wells that’s just—”

“Sweetie I can handle this. There is nothing to worry about, they’re just charming and intelligent people with different kinds of backgrounds. It’s gonna go great. I promise.”

“You promise? Cause—”

“Lea it’s fine! I got this.”

————

Once the couple walked back in, Lea announced the plan with Harry, but the second they all heard her voice they looked at her like 3 somewhat trained dogs. Harry had to scuff down a laugh, snorting a smidge.

Sandy hair blonde Wells aka H. Lothario Wells, grinned at her. He found her pretty and said, “Say, gorgeous you got any sisters? Or are you free this Sunday night?”

She blushed chuckling as she shook her head ‘No’ as Harry face them with a glare saying that Lea was HIS girlfriend. So hands off fellas!

Wells 2.0 spoke up, “I had a Lana on my earth…”

“Really? How was I like?” Lea asked, her eyes perked up curious about the answer.

“I wouldn’t know, she died or was it that she left the country? Oh well, i don’t remember! Ladies on my earth aren’t as nice looking as you.”

——————

The four of them kept talking, mainly Harry and his doubles, Lea just stayed sitting back writing on her iPad a few notes on an old equipment and equations. She listened every once in a awhile to their conversation, walking in and out of the lab to other part of the building or heading down to Jitters for some java.

Blowing a kiss to all 3 copies of Wells as she left. All of them stayed with a loopy and cheeky smiles after that. Harry Wells was the lucky one, he actually got a kiss of the cheek.

Returning with a coffee for her boyfriend, after handing one to Caitlin and Cisco she heard it. “Annie..” said the voice. It belongs to Wolfgang Wells, who staying eyeing her for the moment due stepped into the room in the first place. She rarely heard that nickname tossed around but it been said plenty of times beforehand. Only Cisco or Barry will throw that nickname out.

“That’s Leanna, not Annie, can you believe this guy fellas?” Replied Sandy Wells with a chuckling, figuring his doppelgänger was nuts in the head or something.

“No, Annie O’Conner..” Wolfgang Wells said once again with curiosity and confidence in his tone.

“Yeah he’s right.” Lea confirmed his wording, “Did you know a version of me, on your Earth?”

“My wife.”

“We’re married?”

Harry’s eyes darted towards them, mumbling, “You married a verison of her? When?”

“Yeah but I left her. Too much of a handful.” Wolfgang said with a shrug.

Lea gasped, “HANDFUL? I will have you know that I’m not a handful, you guys are. No offense, Harry..”

Wolfgang snickered, “You sound like her too! I left her cause we fell out of love, she was too uptight and I was too busy to care.”

“OUCH!”

“But I think still love her very much. Still, love is love. I think we all got a verison of this lady on our earths, right?”

Sandy Wells chuckled, “Mhmmmm! I do. She’s my 2 A.M bootycall. Speaking of which…”

Just like that, blondie wells was gone saying he got business to take care of. Leanna jaw dropped, meanwhile Harry held back a little smile, grabbing everyone’s attention back to the matter at hand.

All 3 men went back to work. But the looks Wolfgang and 2.0 didn’t go unnoticed, glancing at the half Asian brunette every once in a while. Both men saw something in her, and they liked it. Harry had to snap their towards himself instead and looping a hand on his girlfriend’s waist to signify that once again she’s taken!

The men were talking over one another and bickering more often than not about the topic. Honestly it was kinda hilarious.

Cisco walked in soon enough with a smile, “Soo Council Of Wells, how are we doing? Any progress or we just chitchatting about who’s smarter?”

Leanna chuckled at the last part, because half of it was true.

Harry on the other hand groaned in annoyance, “It’s not going anywhere! We can’t even agree on what method to use.”

“What? You had an entire day.”

“I know! I know!”

“Is it cause Lana is distracting them?”

This time Lea spoke up, “HEY! Right here you know?! First we’re complimenting me, then you’re treating me like a diamond in the rough and now you’re insulting me?! What is it? Leanna Day and I didn’t get the memo?!”

“Well welcome to my life, girlfriend! Theses guys love to do the same thing to me! Ain’t so easy, isn’t it?” Cisco repiled back, tossing her a glare.

“Ohhh, so this is the way your framing this, huh?”

“I guess so, Annie!”

“Cisco I swear—!”

“Wait?”

“What?” Harry asked.

“Isn’t there a 3rd one? Isn’t there 3 of—”

He pointed out there was only 2 Wells standing there, not the original 3 from the beginning of the day. Harry was about to say something about it but as if on cue, Sandy haired Wells reappeared with a cheeky grin blabbing on about something.

Sandy turned toward the trio with a smile, “Oh sorry! Had to take care of some off camera business—”

“OHH MY GOD!” Cisco shouted holding a hand, covering whatever it was he didn’t want to see.

This Wells had his pants down, showing everything his mother gave him. Harry tried to looked away, his face accidentally saw it. Leanna just blinked, gasping as she turned around burying his face in her boyfriend’s black shirt.

“What?” Asked Sandy Wells softly , confused.

“I can see your Frank and beans.” Said Wolfgang, looking rather uncomfortable.

“Come on, now. Do my best thinkin' commando,” Sandy defends himself with a shrug, “Plus, it ain't like we all haven't seen it before. Especially, you little missy.”

“I haven’t seen it!” Cisco yelled, sounding funny and offended by the fact.

He shoots a wink Leanna’s way and she feel like she can’t help but peek her face towards all the men in the room. She saw so much more than clearly expected today! Like Jesus Christ! She rested her head, still sorta hiding her face in her boyfriends shirt.

She didn’t look confident or heroic in that moment.

Harry placed a comforting hand on her head, holding his lady while smiling at her embraced blushing and embarrassment.

Cisco held back a couple of laughs, “Aww! You’re traumatizing the poor girl! But seriously, dude put that away..please.”

Wolfgang agreed with Cisco for once.

“Ah, you Earth Folks. You are so uptight.” Sandy replied pulling up his pants.

“Ah, alright! Can we get back to the take at hand? We need answers.”

Suddenly all men started throwing out suggestions left and right, speaking over one another not allowing Cisco nor Harry to keep a full sentence in.

Lea’s ears were ringing loudly and she groaned in annoyance, “Okay! That’s enough!”

“Enough? We’re just getting started!” Add 2.0 Wells, in which causing another explosion of words being thrown around.

Clearly Harry was losing it having enough of this shit and yelled, “Guys! Guys! Ga—gentlemen!” Grabbing all their attention he continued, “Clearly this isn’t working. And just for the record, it’s not me, it’s you.”

With a simple push of a button, all three holograms disappeared, leaving the trio to themselves.

“This, was a bad idea.” Harry said walking back, placing his hands on his girlfriend’s shoulders whispering, “You okay?”

“It’s like your junk was burnt into my brain.” Cisco answered instead.

“Your welcome.”

Leanna did not answer or add into the previous statement, just walking out with a hand covering her ears silently. Harry and Cisco shared a tired look, figuring something bothered her..

——

Him and Cisco were talking for a bit, the genius still grumbling about what happened. That he needed to accept the facts and himself, since they are technically his doppelgängers but still. He didn’t truly like it too much.

Until he found her.

Harry found his girlfriend in his lab, scribbling in a notebook wearing her noise canceling headphones, that both him and Cisco carefully crafted her due to her meta human abilities, and playing with her bangs.

He sighed, knowing she was flashed today and practically felt just as insulted as he was. But because Leanna was more of a sensitive soul in the relationship, rather busy lately with Iris’s wedding planning, and helping the team with their issues. Along with the overheating bickering wasn’t probably too pleasant to her ears.

He winced, taking a marker to the whiteboard and tapping it against the clear sided screen. Harry walked over to her, tapping her shoulder and simply asked, “Hey, are you alright?”

“Hm?” She asked, removing her headphone registering what he said and chuckled, “Oh! Yeah honey I’m fine.”

“Isn’t that my line? Lea, honey, what happened? You kinda snapped at them.”

“Yeah well, so did you!…I, uh, umm wasn’t expecting today. Part of me knew something was gonna happen! I felt like I was being pulled left and right. I mean 4 Wells in one room, that’s overwhelmingly surprising and kinda chaotic..no offense.”

“None taken! They are just huge self minded, idiots. Uptight, roughly insulting, snooty and just jerks. I—I didn’t think it would go like that! Hell they flashed you and choose to make eyes at you the whole time. Treated you like you were an prize to be won and be thrown away…no one was paying attention to anything and just talking over one another! Jesus…”

Leanna stayed quiet hearing him rant about how he felt about the situation and the protection his mind created, recognizing things she didn’t notice until now. It made her feel better, knowing that she got the best Wells in the multiverse. All he wanted was to make some more friends and figure out a way to help with his teammates issues.

But instead, he realized that rather became a host and solid choice for a complete conversation than the other guys. He also felt sorta good about himself being one to unlock the door to an O’Conner’s heart unlike his counterpart.

“I uh, don’t take you for granted, you know?” Harry said, with a soft grin.

“I figured as much. You stayed.” She replied with a tired smile.

“Wolfgang had a version of you then lost you, 2.0 Wells was just gah not—the best thing with women and uh, Lothario was something else where uh, you know!”

Lea chuckled and nodded, “Oh I know! I..I know!”

Harry couldn’t help but laugh, “But in all seriousness, Leanna I love you and I’m so sorry you had to deal with that—us, today.”

“I’ve been part of Team Flash for so long, where something like that shouldn’t surprise me but it did. It was chaotic chapter for the books, but I really hope that doesn’t happen again!”

“It better not! I can’t take another moment with those guys. They’re one of the most annoying minds of the multiverse!”

“Harry, honey..”

“What?

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

She stood up from her chair, wrapped her arms around his middle and looked up at the man gently grinning. He looked down at her, placing a hand on the small of her back, smiled softly confused since she left her second line incomplete.

“For being you! You came to this Earth and took it as it is, trying to help it. And those idiots, didn’t have to FaceTime us but they did. Because you would’ve done the same thing.” She added.

“Of course I’ve would’ve, I kinda like you guys. Especially you and Dr. Snow.” Harry admitted.

“Most importantly, you fell for me. All those other versions of Lea and Wells don’t know what they’re missing.”

“Well, technically, this wasn’t planned. I came to another earth for one goal. But we sorta happened.”

“Do you regret it?”

He leaned down, cupping her cheek a bit, “No.”

“Why’s that?” She asked, leaning in.

“Because it proves my multiverse theory. Every version of you or me, ends up being with an such interesting partner.”

“I love that theory.”

“I know you do.”

Harry closed the space between them, tossing in a few solid pecks of Lea’s waiting lips. A couple of sweet nothings and laughs were thrown into the mix, chatting about getting Big Belly Burger later.

When suddenly..

“Oh come on!”

Came Cisco’s voice, standing at the door with his hands on his hips.

“Seriously? Y’all didn’t need my help making her feel better.” Cisco said.

Lea snorted and smiled, as Harry tossed his friend a playful grin, only ever reserved for Cisco Ramon.

“We’re heading to Big Belly Burger later, you coming?” asked Lea.

“Oh hell yes!” He replied, replacing the frown with a smile, snatched up his friend from Harry into his arms for a hug and yelling, “She was mine first.”

——

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