#Barry allen oneshot

[mgnifique-tion]

— 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.”

[superyum]

𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚; 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣, 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙

𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨; 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙬/ 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙮, 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙫, 𝙫 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙥 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙚𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢, 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠/𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚

𝙩𝙩𝙢; 𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 & 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙨𝙛 & 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝! 𝙄𝙧𝙞𝙨.

Predating! Barry who after many, many years of being secretly in love with Iris, decides that’s it time to stop waiting on her to get outta her relationship and finally notice him, but instead to move on.

Predating! Barry who has some really bad, ridiculous even, dates after coming to that conclusion. He’s starting to regret taking the dating scene seriously again.

Predating! Barry who bumps into you on his was leaving Jitters because he was late getting to a crime scene for his job. No surprise.

Predating! Barry who becomes tongue tied when he actually gets a good look at you—he definitely stares at you mouth agape for about a minute before snapping out of it.

“I-I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to—I’m late for work.” he sputters out, hands waving around as he gestures to a random direction then to his case and then you.

Predating! Barry who almost fumbled the bag if he didn’t turn back around to awkwardly ask to buy you a coffee as an apology. Not now though! He had to get to work.

Predating! Barry who despite being a spontaneous coffee date, super speeds through over a dozen outfits that he think might impress you. Call him a try hard, but all the dates before this one were rough. He had a good feeling about you.

Predating! Barry who shows up early to said date, only to find you already there. Color him impressed and flattered.

Predating! Barry who manages to not say anything stupid during the date, at least nothing that didn’t make you laugh. Did he mention you have a really nice laugh? Yes. Yes, he did. He accidentally thought it out loud…

Predating! Barry who starts to feel like there’s something there; a spark between the two of you, otherwise you wouldn’t have agreed to a second date. Or a third, fourth or fifth one.

Predating! Barry who after the fifth date confesses he didn’t want to go on anymore dates where you weren’t officially his partner.

It was a peaceful night along the board walk of Central Park. The sun long set; the moon settling in the sky and yet the time slipping away didn’t matter to either Barry or you.

The conversation was airy, as it always was between you two. It flowed smoothy discussing your passions and dislikes that there was never a dull moment.

Barry noticed it never was with you. He stops, watching as you continue to walk before you turn around after noticing he wasn’t beside you.

He felt it, the way his tongue suddenly felt heavy in his mouth when you look at him with concern. But he had to say it—it was now or never—he didn’t want another Iris situation.

“Listen… I…I really like you—you’re amazing, pretty and—and smart! Will you go out with me?..”

There’s silence before you answer, “I thought we were already going out.”

Barry open and close his mouth multiple times before answering, “Well yeah but I mean officially—as lovers…?”

Boyfriend! Barry who is the most romantic man you’ve ever dated. Never fails to greet you with flowers every Saturday date night. And every date is different than the next, sometimes you’d order in and he’d have the most authentic food you’ve ever tasted. Can’t find it anywhere in town.

Boyfriend! Barry who starts to feel some sense of normalcy. When he’s not the Flash, he’s just a guy who’s crashing into your arms after a long day at work. You ask about his day and vice versa, carding your hand through his hair as his breathing slows because this, you, were starting to feel like home.

Boyfriend! Barry who despite still running late to work, makes you breakfast every morning with the best coffee in the city before you’re even up in the morning. How’d he have enough time to do all this always amazed you. He even leaves a little love note on a sticky note, “I miss you,” or “You look beautiful this morning”.

Boyfriend! Barry who enjoys the little domestic moments of your relationship: washing the dishes as you dry them, reading the same book at the same pace so you can discuss it together, when you fix his tie on the off chance of waking up before him, something so mundane as brushing teeth before sleep before sharing a kiss in bed.

Boyfriend! Barry who tries so hard to keep his superhero lifestyle separate from his civilian lifestyle. He didn’t want you hurt because everyone that knows always gets hurt… he can’t lose you. Not when he’s starting to…

Boyfriend! Barry who is the “first” to bring up moving in together. He has all these facts to back up his reasoning without you even needing to question him: He practically already lives at your place, half his clothes are there, his tooth brush, he never really goes home and always spends the night with you.

Boyfriend! Barry who you once again shock with a “Barry, I already gave you a key to my place. I thought it was obvious..” and a shy smile. That’s what that key was for? He thought it was just in case of emergencies. He was rambling for nothing!

Boyfriend! Barry who doesn’t come home for hours until all his meta-human business injuries are 100% healed. He’s not ready to tell you about that side of him yet. Life was perfect; you are perfect.

Boyfriend! Barry whose little white lies turn to even bigger lies when you see something red on his collar one night. He panics, says it’s from work but you start to think something else.

Boyfriend! Barry whose, try as he might, superhero lifestyle starts to interfere with his relationship. Usually he can be in and out before you even notice depending on the situation, but a new dangerous meta has started to reck havoc over the city and he was the only one to save it.

Boyfriend! Barry who starts to leave in the middle of date night, apologizing as he stumbles to put his shoes on, “I have to—It’s work. I’m sorry,” before kissing you with so much emotion, he hopes you get the message—you don’t.

Boyfriend! Barry who starts to miss date night, in fact sometimes he doesn’t even come home during the weekdays. Nevermind it’s because he’s in the middle of a fight or beaten so badly that he stays at Starlabs—you’re worried, feelings with insecurity and doubt rise in you because he hasn’t been answering his phone.

Boyfriend! Barry whose relationship starts to slowly crumble. You’re still present but it’s like there’s this wall suddenly blocking him from reaching you. You’re distant and your smile doesn’t reach your eyes these days. Every time he touches you, you brush away so subtlety he would have missed it if he wasn’t so engrossed in you.

Boyfriend! Barry who still lies when you start to ask questions, deflecting them with answers that further puts a dent in the relationship. Questions turn to arguments, arguments turn to sleeping in separate rooms.

Boyfriend! Barry who can’t say he didn’t know where it started to go wrong but he does. He just thought he could make it work, he needs it to work with you. He needs you. Whether you know it or not, you’re his lighting rod.

Barry stares at the door handle to your shared apartment, stomach twisted in knots at where the stage of your relationship has gotten. He hasn’t thought that he’d ever be coming home to a full house yet it feels so empty without you beside him.

He unlocks the door and turns the handle to open, a rush of cold air hits his face. Feels just like the cold shoulder you’re given him. All because he couldn’t out right and tell you he was The Flash.

He locks the door behind him, his body moving instinctively to the bedroom. He wanted to make sure you were alright—his whole reasoning is to make sure you’re always alright.

But you weren’t alright. He wasn’t alright. You weren’t talking like you both used to and it was literally killing him inside. Maybe there was a little fear in telling you who he was. Everyone else is accepting of it, what if you weren’t?

From where he’s standing, outside your door, listening to any sign that your home and not where you thought he might be, he realizes either way this ends, there’s a chance you could leave him. So why does it matter hiding it now?

Boyfriend! Barry who dressed as the Flash surprises you by suddenly standing in your shared bedroom. You’re both amazed and shocked as you cling to your book. How is the Flash in your room—How does he know where you live!?

Boyfriend! Barry whose heart is beating fast even for his normal standards. This is the closest he’s been to you in a week. You’re still has stunning as the first day he’s seen you. But he has to focus. He’s not here to admire you. He has to patch this hole in the relationship or completely destroy it all together.

Boyfriend! Barry who uses his voice change at first, tells you how he really feels. That he’s a hero, risking his life for the city, fighting meta-humans. It’s a dangerous job, but it’s even more dangerous for the people he loves.

Boyfriend! Barry who voice cracks as he talks about you without directly tell you it’s about you. Goes on and on how he wasted his whole life, despite still being friends, on someone else and when he finally finds someone he loves, he tries to protect them the only way he knows how. But his protection is what’s tearing them apart.

Barry reverts back to his normal voice before stepping out the darkness, “I thought I could juggle both lives without you ever getting involved. I thought I had it handled and we can live our life just like everyone else. But I was wrong. I shouldn’t have kept it from you.” He pulls his mask off, reveling your boyfriend, “From now, there is no more secrets between us. I miss you, baby.”

Boyfriend! Barry who waits with batted breath looking at your blank face, watching you get up from the bed and walk over to him. Reaching a hand out, you touch his suit, tracing his symbol.

Boyfriend! Barry who confirms with words that he’s the Flash after you ask him if this was what he’s been doing when he’s not with you, when he doesn’t answer your calls or leaves suddenly during a date.

Boyfriend! Barry who feels the same relief you do when you say, “Thank God”, and drop your head on his chest, hugging him close. He returns your hug, if not, more bone crushing than yours. Thank God indeed, he really loves you.

Boyfriend! Barry who almost gave away his secret the first time you make-out. You’ve kissed multiple times before but never had you sat in his lap, pushing your chest against his, and grind down on his growing erection. There was so much stimulation, it was overwhelming. He’s lucky you were so horny to accept his explanation of an intense shiver and not him vibrating.

Boyfriend! Barry who curses and thanks the lucky bastard who taught you how to give head before him. The first time you went down on him, it was utterly filthy, he was the one embarrassed. But he couldn’t look away. Your small hand barely reaching round him made him throb, you can feel his excitement on your tongue when you pull back to give the underside of his head some attention, before slobbering back down his cock again.

Boyfriend! Barry who groans loudly the first time he bottomed out inside you. So wet yet tight, entry was easy, your hole was practically sucking him in. It made it difficult for him to think straight inside your warmth. He’s surprised himself he hasn’t came from that alone. He was so painfully hard, the head didn’t even make him go down.

Boyfriend! Barry whose favorite part of your body is your legs and thighs. Doesn’t matter if they’re thin, thick, toned or fatty. The first place he always grabs is your thighs, gliding his hands up and down your legs so slowly it’s ticklish. Stop laughing, he’s trying to map every inch of you into his memory.

Boyfriend! Barry who prefers slow sex over quick sex. It’s the one thing he doesn’t want to rush, taking his time making you squirm and beg for him to give you more. You’re so pretty lying there, how can anyone ever want to stop? He ends up overstimulating himself and you, orgasm after orgasm.

Boyfriend! Barry who favorite positions are cowgirl and missionary. Anything that lets him see your face or feel you closer. He bites his lips bloody watching your breast bounce up and down when he decides to pick up speed or feeling them violently against his chest as he lays on top of you.

Boyfriend! Barry who will wake you up with head. He’s no stranger to seeing you in his dreams. It’s only fair he makes you feel as good as you’ve made him. It’s like he’s making out to your pussy, the way he laps at your soon to be puffy folds and suckle on your growing clit. He pulls an orgasm out of you, successfully waking you up. Ask him why, he’ll say he missed you while you slept.

Boyfriend! Barry who found out you have a thing for him in uniform, that while he’s still adrenaline rushed after dealing with Metas, he finds you and fucks you on the closest surface nearby. He’s rougher, faster, filling your hole with his cock, angling it just right it has you moaning in unison at you clenching down on him and your coming in no time at all.

Boyfriend! Barry who doesn’t think he’s good at dirty talk but the way he praises you and basically announces the way he worships everything about you in bed has you spreading your legs wider as if he did say the filthiest line on earth.

Boyfriend! Barry who becomes way into roleplaying the hero who saves you from an evil villain. Don’t you worry, he’ll protect you—no thanks necessary, it’s his job. But if you insist… after all, how can he to reject the way you kneel in front of him, doe eyes blinking up at him seductively and rubbing him to full hardness? Under the suit, he’s still just a man.

[veryvoidtraveler]

Barry was the sun.

He was life, joy, kindness, and rebirth. He was cheery, kind, and had a heart the size of the universe. He was beautiful in a way you couldn't help but notice.

Hal was the moon.

He was death, gentleness, time. He was loud but quiet, bitter yet sweet, and loved with a passion. He was handsome enough to rival the sun.

To Hal, Barry was everything. He was his purpose, his reason for living. Barry was his best friend, his soulmate, and the love of his life.

To Barry, Hal was his world. His life revolved around him. Hal was his everything. Barry loved him with every molecule of his being.

They were the sun and the moon, the yin and yang, and they were perfect

[rubylize]

Powers

Summary: You have Powers and finally told Barry.

Pairing: Barry Allen x reader

Word count: 1,059

Warning: none

Not edited, but I will edit it later.

“I have powers.” The words came out of my mouth like air blowing randomly during the day. I had to do it. It was time that I told him. “What?” He asked, turning off the tv and turning all his attention on me. I looked down to my hands not wanting the attention. “Barry-“ Before I continued I took a quick glance at his face. It was full of confusion and concern. Before looking down again, I could see his mouth open and close.

I felt him move closer to me. “I’ve had them for a while but I don’t use them. Sometimes I can’t even control them! You know it’s just so frustrating. I’m sorry I kept it from you. You can break up with me if you want. You probably don’t wanna date a metahum-“

My voice was quiet, fast yet slow. Barry interrupted me by grabbing my face gently. “Don’t say that. You don’t know how I feel about you,” he told me softly. “So how do you feel?” Those words came out hesitant. I didn’t know if I was ready to know what he felt. My eyes roamed the living room, avoiding his eyes. “Look at me.”

It took everything in me to look at him but I did. “I don’t care if you’re a meta human Y/n.” His beautiful green eyes were looking at me. “Being a metahuman doesn’t make me love you any less.”

Barry and I talked things out. He was very supportive. He didn’t care that I was a metahuman. I appreciated him for that. He was always there for me when I needed him.

“We should go to StarLabs.”

My eyes widened. “StarLabs? Why?” I was confused as to why he wanted me to go there because Dr.Wells killed his mom. “You’ll see.”

We went to StarLabs. “Barry, what are you doing here?” Iris said a little harsh, noticing me. “It’s time to tell her.” I gave Barry a confused look, while he just smiled. “Tell me what?” I asked skeptically.

“So this is your lover?” I heard behind me. I turned around to see Harrison Wells. In the flesh. My mouth fell open. “Harrison Wells?” I gasped, even more confused now. “Can we have the room?” Barry said. When they left he sat me down. “Uh Y/n I- I’ve been wanting to tell you something,” he explained while scratching the back of his head. I gave him a look to continue.

“I’m the Flash.”

I blinked at him. “What?”

“Look I know. I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you sooner. It’s just.. you knowing, isn’t safe. Believe me when I say that telling you has always been on my mind.” I nodded cautiously at his words, listening intently. “Caitlyn can do tests on you and we can work on your powers, so you can control them.”

“Barry, forget that. I’m still processing that Dr.Wells is alive and your okay with it!” I threw my hands in the air. “That’s not Harrison Wells. He’s from Earth 2.”

“Huh?” All his words were scrambled.

“He’s from another Earth.” My hands rubbed my face, still slightly confused. “Okay..” I am still immensely confused.

“Are you mad?”

“About what?” I asked.

“That I didn’t tell you?” He replied, as if it were a question.

I tilted my head to the side. “No? Should I be mad?” He quickly shook his head, yet let out a sigh of relief. I cleared my throat and he looked at me confused. “Sooo about my powers. Something I didn’t mention is..” I looked at him, seeing that he was listening intently. I quickly grabbed his hand and sped us in circles a few times.

He looked at me in amazement and let out a laugh of excitement. “You have the Flash’s powers!” I nodded. I didn’t know if that was a good thing or not. It was hard for me to control. “That’s so awesome!”

Caitlyn did tests on me and confirmed that I was a speedster. The whole entire time during those tests I stared at Barry, I was still worried for some reason. He stood by my side the whole entire time. When Caitlyn was done he led me to the hall in StarLabs. “Why are you still worrying?” He asked me. “I don’t know.” I replied truthfully. “Y/n I like the way you look at me, but with warmth, love, and reassurance. Not with worry.” I smiled at him, feeling my heart warm. “I’m sorry. But I think I’m just scared, Barry. This is a very large step I’m taking,” I told him, while looking at the ground. “Hey,” he said softly, catching my attention. I looked back up, “I’m gonna be there through all of it. Everything you go through, I go through, okay? We’re a team.” He chuckled, “We’re the flash.”

“Like literally,” he said jokingly. I laughed at his sillines, he pulled me into him while smiling widely. “I love you Y/n. Everything you go through-“

“I go through,” I said at the same time. He nodded at me. He slowly leaned in to latch his lips onto mine. I gratefully kissed back. My arms rested on his shoulders while I caressed the back of his neck hairs, his hands were around my waist pulling me close. I felt like I was floating. I think I finally knew what a leaf felt like, slowly roaming through the sky with the wind.

Once we parted, “I love you,” I told him, since he didn’t really let me say it back. He pecked my lips once more and told me we could start training now. I agreed and learned a few things but it took some time. It was honestly scary, but with Barry by my side was easy. He helped me and so did Cisco and Caitlyn. Joe had been psyched knowing that I was a speedster, he was worried as well though.

Team Flash saw me grow. They supported, trained with me, and took care of me. They were my team. Barry was by my side. He was my rock, my anchor, he was the person that kept me going. I loved every part of Barry and he loved every part of me. Working with him is such an honor. Being speedsters brought us even closer than we were.

[crybaby-magic]

Barry Allen

✮ oneshots

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✮headcanons

✮mini series

[zemkzone]

When Mick lets slip that the Legends might need a hand saving a bit of Old Western history, Barry and Len show up on the Waverider for cowboy-style shenanigans.

Black Friday fun, y'all~

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[doverstar]

I saw a call for prompts, so in case it inspires.

11. Storm - SaviSnow

Thank you! <3 I missed writing for them. This will be in the Chasing the Light universe because I'm lazy. Read it here!

[highlordofkrypton]

Thank you so much for the tag @zenkindoflove, I freaking love being tagged in writing games!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 32 (To think I started??? This year??? Or end of last year???)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 271,982

3. What fandoms do you write for? ACOTAR & DC Comics.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Regrets (Superbats, DC Comics)

Little Secrets for my Soul (Batjokes, DC Comics)

The Lighthouse (The Aquaman Family, DC Comics)

Wildflowers (Tamsand, A Court of Thorns and Roses)

The Justice League's Mom's Book Club's Guide to Vampire Slaying (Martha Kent, Alfred Pennyworth, Hippolyta & Atlanna, DC Comics)

5. Do you respond to comments? Always! My readers made the effort to comment on my fic, so I will absolutely respond with the utmost enthusiasm. It means the world to me when I get comments.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Oh, it's absolutely Wildflowers. I mean, it's canon ending so does it really count?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I think most of them have happy endings, especially the oneshots. If they're not happy, they're some kind of tender, or sweet. I do think Regrets has the most upbeat ending.

8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes. More and more lately. I would say I write the kind of smut that makes you question yourself (and I haven't even dived into the kinkiest kinks). Are you confused? Yes. Do you know what happened? No. Do I know what happened? No. Were we all entertained? HELL YES.

9. Do you write crossovers? I didn't name my blog home of the crackships for nothing. I LOVE crossovers. I have a few on my AO3, but so many on my to-write list.

10. Have you ever had a fic translated? No.

11. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Nope! Not formally. I do roleplay with a partner. I tried to re-write one of ours as a fic, but it's soooo tricky.

12. What is your all-time favorite ship? SUPERBATS SUPERBATS SUPERBATS. At least, if we're talking something that has a fandom. If we're talking my fav ships forreal, it's Lambert x Gojo Satoru x Clark Kent, Orm Marius x Clark Kent x Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen x Hal Jordan x Komand'r, Lilith x Eskel, etc.

13. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? None that I know of. I usually circle back and/or can be swayed to finish one.

14. What are your writing strengths?

Details. I think I have a few. I get weird fixated on details that I think make the writing feel more 'lived in' and immersive.

Side characters. I think I'm very good at creating intriguing side characters that you'll get attached to. My trick is that the character is fully developed with their own story before they appear on my page. How else will I get their interactions down, even if it's for a chapter and they're never seen again?

Humour. I literally cannot be serious. I have to shitpost halfway through my story.

15. What are your writing weaknesses?  

Pacing. I am impatient, I wanna get to the juicy parts, but some stories need to cook a little before getting to the fun stuff. I tend to use the excuse that since it's fanfiction, I can #yolo and post.

I cannot write something short for the life of me. Everything needs to end up being multi-chapter, I'm TIRED.

Smut. It's not raw enough. It's not filthy enough. I need to let go and be less formal about it. Just dig right in and have a meatier writing. I just don't think my current style fits pure smut. It does fit trying to fuck an eldritch horror and soul-shattering orgasms tho 😂 But sometimes, I just wanna go to pound town, not achieve self-actualization through butt stuff, you know???

16. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I have some foreign words in my Illyrian fic, and I am fluent in french. I do hate seeing other people write dialogue in different languages SPECIFICALLY FRENCH, so I won't be doing that.

17. First fandom you wrote for? A Court of Thorns and Roses.

18. Favorite fic you’ve written? I have different favourite ones for different reasons.

I like cosmic bloom because it's unhinged smut.

I like Regrets because it's my first ever Superbats fic and got so many kudos!

I like Wildflowers because it's my first story I ever wrote from start to finish.

I like Needle & King because it's healing a lot of trauma to write it, and I get to discover my identity and explore lore/worldbuilding that I've been putting off for ages.

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Dance Like Nobody's Watching

by CallMeInsidious Superman is injured on the job, again. Batman is annoyed, but lets Flash distract him from brooding with a dancing lesson. Words: 1313, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of DCU Oneshots Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Superman/Batman Additional Tags: Fluff, Light Angst, Bruce Wayne loves dancing, Clark Kent Loves Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Loves Clark Kent, I am not a dancer and apologize ahead of time, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Clark Kent is Superman, Bruce Wayne Knows Clark Kent is Superman, Batman is Protective of Superman, Dancing, DC universe - Freeform via https://ift.tt/AcGYgB3

[star-girl-05]

Masterlist

{HOUSE}

~James Wilson~

Series

Bedhead: One, Two, Three, Four

Oneshots

New Years Resolutions

You're Hired

The Bet

Morin'

Loving You From Afar

Honeymoon

Love Handles

Green or Red

Together Forever??

Positive or Negative

{OBX}

~Rafe Cameron~

Oneshots

Don't Make My Mistakes

Heat Wave

Tiger Kisses

Texting Prank

{TEEN WOLF}

~Stiles Stilinski~

Oneshots

Game Night

Were Dating?

Knight in Shining Armour

{HARRY POTTER}

~Tom Riddle~

Oneshots

Night Time Adventures

~Oliver Wood~

Oneshots

Score for Gryffindor

~Draco Malfoy~

Oneshots

My Astronomer

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

{STRANGER THINGS}

~Steve Harrington~

Oneshots

Cock Blocking

Designated Driver

{TVD}

~Kol Mikaelson~

Oneshots

My Darling Blood Bag

Rockstar

Mama I'm In Love With A Criminal

{NICHE CHARACTERS I LOVE}

~Cruise (RSL)~

Oneshots

Newly Discovered Desires

~Dennis Reynolds~

Oneshots

Officer Reynolds

~Barry Allen~

Oneshots

Fraudulent Kiss

~Doctor Who~

Oneshots

I Like Like You

~Rick Sanchez~

Oneshots

Night, Baby

Follow Me

~Jim Moriarty~

Oneshots

Eventful

~Sherlock Holmes~

Oneshots

Experiment

[bluejaysandblackbats]

One More Bonus Because I Literally Cannot Be Stopped

Heatstroke: Match tries to impress Thad by committing a series of escalating heists. (MatchThad (AKA Clone4Clone 2.0); no powers AU)

From The Couch, To Your Heart: Wally shows up at Linda’s apartment to pick her up for their first real date after she forgets to tell him she’s sick with the flu. Wally stays over for the weekend to take care of her. (flashfam; WallyLinda; no powers AU/sickfic/ oneshot)

as the shadow approaches: Jai suspects that his school is a front for a cult, and he attempts to enlist the help of his sister and other children attending to find the truth. (flashfam; no powers AU/dark academia)

Manon, My Love: Don dances in the main role beside Meloni Thawne, and he struggles to stay professional. (flashfam; MeloniDon; ballet AU/no powers AU)

Flowers From The Crowd: Thad does Phantom of the Opera while trying to impress a girl in his class. (flashfam; theater kid AU/no powers AU/HS AU)

Bare Your Teeth: Malcolm Thawne and Barry Allen were never separated at birth in this fic where they both become superheroes under different circumstances. (flashfam; canon divergent AU)

Flight of the Firebird: Ex football star Vic Stone takes ballet classes to perform in a celebrity charity recital; he develops a romance with his model partner, Koriand'r. (ntt; VicKory; ballet AU/celebrity AU/no powers AU)

spark before the dark: Pre-death Jason and Eddie have a date in Los Angeles. (JayEddie; fluff/canon divergent)

Fever Dreams in Wonderland: Hal takes care of a sick Helen whose magic alters reality around him. (gl corps; canon divergent AU)

From Mom To Me: Jason resurrection fic where his mom’s life force brought him back, and Jason starts to feel bits of her surface. (batfam; came back wrong AU/horror AU/canon divergent AU)

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Fuck Marry Kill

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/hQ3rmB0 by CallMeInsidious The Justice League plays fuck, marry, kill with Gotham’s favorite billionaire. How will Batman react? Words: 880, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 6 of DCU Oneshots Fandoms: DCU, Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, Green Lantern - All Media Types, The Flash - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Hal Jordan, Barry Allen Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Fuck Marry Kill, Bat games, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Bruce Wayne is a Little Shit, Secret Identity Fail, Clark Kent is Superman, Clark Kent Knows Bruce Wayne is Batman, Bruce Wayne Knows Clark Kent is Superman, Fluff and Humor, Fluff, Barry Allen Needs a Hug, barry allen is a sweetheart, Barry Allen is The Flash, Barry Allen & Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) Friendship, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) Being a Little Shit read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/hQ3rmB0

[mgnifiqueyoo]

hello! i've decided to make a proper masterlist (my old one was really not that good... T.T) because unfortunately, i'm going on a bit of a hiatus. i'll be coming back very soon but maybe on the second half of the year :< so, i hope you could appreciate this small compilation of my works from both of my blogs (@mgnifiqueyoo & @mgnifique-tion) and i also hope you could wait for me! ^^

╰┈➤ mgnifiqueyoo's current works

◦ hey, cheesecake! | hwang intak x fem!reader (smau)

◦ love at first spark. | seok matthew x fem!reader (oneshot)

◦ old friend. | kim taerae x fem!reader (oneshot)

◦ better than him. | choi yeonjun x fem!reader (oneshot)

╰┈➤ mgnifique-tion's current works

◦ still a hero. | hc blitzkreig!barry allen x fem!scientist!reader (oneshot)

◦ december 31st. | tva!loki x fem!historian!reader (oneshot)

◦ hot cocoa. | harry wells x gn!doctor!reader (oneshot)

◦ human reaction series | 2012!loki | ongoing »» part 1

[skylarmoon71]

Timeless Wells- Oneshot (Flash)

When he’d first returned. He was ecstatic to venture the world. He’d lost so much due to the past. But he’d gotten a second chance. He told himself that he’d go back. To the very beginning. Although he could travel through time, he couldn’t alter anything. So when he first saw you working, he was determined to finally have his happily ever after.

“Dr. Wells, the CCPD is here to take your statement.”

He nodded at his employee.

“Let them in.”

The male stepped to the side, letting the detective in.

“Dr. Wells, (Y/N) Morgan. My officers are outside questioning your employees that were present when the item was stolen. Is there anything about Mr. Davis that you can tell me? Every bit of information would help.”

For a moment he just gazes at you. Basks in the light. It had been so long since he saw your face. There was a part of him that somehow knew he’d died the minute he lost you.

“Dr. Wells are you alright?” You took a step closer, inspecting him for injuries.

“Did Mr. Davies attack you?”

Harrison blinked.

“Oh, no no. I’m fine.” He gave a little laugh, running his hand down his tie.

“I apologize I just..” He paused, eyes still very much trained on you.

“You’re just so beautiful..” It was said wistfully. A bashful expression crossed your face, and he took a much needed step back.

“Sorry! Sorry that was unprofessional. You’re supposed to be helping me and I’m distracting you. There is not much more I can provide about him other than the security footage that we reviewed. I’m sorry we can’t be more helpful.” You clear your throat, sliding your hands in your pockets.

“It’s alright. If you think of anything else. Please don’t be afraid to reach out. You have my contact information.”

“Yes, if anything comes to mind I’ll be sure to call. “

For a moment, you both just stand there.

You’ve known Harrison Wells for years. The man was labeled a genius by many. He was successful, handsome and apparently not that bad of a guy. None of your paths had ever crossed until today. You never thought much of him until you stepped through that door. As a detective, gut feelings have always been an aid in your life. That’s why the second you saw him in person, it felt..strange. He kept staring at you like you’d met before, and something about his presence felt almost powerful.

He was a billionaire, so that should have been expected.

But this was different.

You gaze at him, almost trying to figure him out.

“I’ll keep an eye on him.”

It’s not like he had set off any red flags. But you needed to figure out this particular mystery. Right after you found his gear.

“Have a good day Dr. Wells.”

“Yes! You too.” He offered a charming smile, and you turned, exiting the room.

~~~~

“Detective Morgan, always good to see a friendly face.”

You grin at the CSI officer.

“Mr. Allen, how is little Nora? Is she missing her favorite aunt?”

“Always.” He laughs. He looks a little preoccupied, but you can’t help but broach the question.

“Hey Barry, can I ask you something?” He looks intrigued now. You gesture to your office, and he follows. When he closes the door, he’s invested.

“Have you made any progress on the missing tech at star labs?”

He shook his head.

“No. Thankfully all that was stolen is a supercharged battery. It’s good to power a car at most, but not much else. It’s one of the newer modifications Star Labs has been working on. The charger inside allows a car to run with the battery for days and its solar charge. So as long as there’s a signal, the vehicle can go for weeks. My guess is this thief was just trying to make a quick buck.”

You nod, pulling a pen off your desk absentmindedly as you bounce it on your leg.

Barry tilted his head at the reaction.

“Why does it feel like you’re not as concerned about this criminal?”

He’d seen through that quickly. Not that you were surprised.

“How much do you know about Harrison Wells?” You can just see the excitement rise into his eyes.

“Enough to know the man is a revolutionary genius!”

Maybe Barry was the wrong person to ask. He was obviously biased.

“I know he’s the victim, and I don’t really get the vibe that he would set up his employee to steal something like this just to make more money. He’s literally swimming in wealth just by breathing.”

“So if he’s not a suspect, why are you so suspicious?”

You bite the inside of your cheek. You briefly contemplate telling him at all. If you were being honest it would only be a matter of time before he found out. Because you were going to bring this up with Iris whenever you both had free time anyway.

“Today in the office he was acting a little weird. That’s why I thought he was possibly in on it and just trying his best to distract me.”

“Weird how? What exactly did he say?”

“He said I was beautiful.” Your eyes are narrowed like you’re trying to solve some elaborate mystery.

Barry’s expression is blank for a moment, like he’s waiting for the punchline. It never comes.

“Are you kidding me! A guy compliments you and you immediately assume he’s a criminal.”

“W-What! No I-I…It was a gut feeling!!” You defend. Barry just begins laughing, and you frown.

“If you’re not going to help you might as well leave!!”

So he does, snickering on his way out. It earns some looks from your coworkers, and you roll your eyes.

Last time you rely on Barry for help.

~~~

“Can I have one coffee please.”

The barista gives a smile, and you move to take a seat as you wait for your order to be called. Your focus diverts to your cellphone as you scroll through messages from reports.

“Detective Morgan?” Your eyes lift at the familiar voice. Just then your order is called, and he’s standing at the counter. He nods to the barista who hands him the coffee with a smile. Harrison moves over to your seat. You simply watch as he places it down.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. Would you mind if I joined you?”

“Not at all.” He pulls out a chair, and you pocket your phone.

“Unfortunately we haven’t made much progress on your case. We’ve set up some interference in case he tries to sell it within the city. But if he’s already fled, then it makes it a bit more difficult. My contacts in DC are keeping me updated. “

Harrison smiles.

“I appreciate you working so diligently on my behalf.”

“It is my job.” You point out. He’s still wearing that warm smile that sort of disarms you. Because those eyes hold something akin to adoration and you’ve literally only spoken to this man once in your life. You weren’t such a naive soul to believe in something like love at first sight.

“Detective I was actually wondering if you would like to-”

You jump when you hear the glass at the door shatter. A canister rolls in, and you immediately go into fight mode.

“Everyone get done, cover your faces!!”

Your yell echoes, and a few of them react as instructed. But others aren’t so quick. The smoke is blinding, and instinctively you reach for your gun, but the second it’s within grasp, it’s flung out of your hand. You’re struck right in the stomach, and you grunt when your body hits the floor harshly.

“Nice try.” A male voice says.

People in the area are coughing, and you try to cover your face as you search for your weapon on the floor.

“Detective!!”

Harrison is calling for you, but you're still trying to gather your wits. You're still trying to pick yourself off the floor. Someone beats you to it. You’re grabbed by the back of your hair, yanked off the floor. Your cry of pain catches Harrison’s attention. Through the smoke and chaos his eyes catch your predicament, and anger rushes through his veins. You aren’t really sure how to explain what happens next. One minute you’re fighting in jitters, the next, you witness an explosion of green particles.

Your legs land on solid ground and you gasp.

“What the hell!!”

That sounds like the voice of your assailant. Your head whips to the back, and standing there is the very criminal you all had been searching for. He’s decked down in black clothing holding your gun in his hand and it’s pointed at Harrison.

“DR. WELLS!!”

You’re startled that he isn’t begging for his life, or even trying to run. His glare is fixated on Mr. Davies, and the man pulls the trigger to your horror. The bullet however does connect. The weapon disappears in those similar green sparks. When it reappears, Harrison is holding it in his hand. The bullet hits Davies right in the knee, and he drops to the ground in a cry of pain. You’re shocked, confused, relieved? You simply gape. There’s nothing else that really can be done. None of this really makes sense. When Harrison’s gaze finally moves to you, there’s relief, and a spec of guilt. Whatever this is. He has some serious explaining to do.

~~~

“Thanks Barry.”

He pats your shoulder.”

“I’m glad you’re okay.”

After finally gathering yourself, you managed to call back up. The street you stood on was now filled with at least three police cars and an ambulance. Harrison was giving his statement to the police. At least the altered version.

You’d given him specific orders after what you witnessed.

“Don’t say a word.”

It’s somewhat of a hiss. A warning.

You sound irritated, and also scared. He understands. He also knows the only reason you aren’t letting him expose his identity is so as to avoid a panic.

Harrison says nothing, simply nods.

The story was that you were both drugged and taken to this spot. It was pretty believable considering the circumstances. As you watch him from across your view, there is so much that needs to be said. But you can’t exactly apprehend him now in front of everyone and ask how he dissolved not just his body but your own as well as the criminal’s. None of this truly makes sense. When his eyes finally find you, it’s almost like he understood.

You would be waiting for that explanation.

~Later~

The knock on your door is as expected. You place your glass down, moving to open the door. Harrison is standing on the other side with a weak smile. You step aside, and he walks in. He adjusts his glasses. A nervous tick that you’ve picked up on.

For a while there is nothing but silence.

Harrison breaks it.

“You protected me.”

You scoff.

“Do you really think anyone would believe it if you told them what happened? I was saving myself paperwork.” He offers a smile.

“So I gave you a cover. Explain it to me. How the hell did you do that!”

You have a right to yell at him. You have no idea what’s going on and it terrifies you.

“In the simplest terms, I’m a time traveler. I can go back and forth through time.” You laugh, but there is no humor in there.

“You really expect me to believe that time travel is real.”

“You saw it with your own eyes.”

“I don’t know what I saw! For all I know you could have drugged me! Maybe you’re running some kind of scheme with your buddy Davies. The only reason he came after me is because my little interference put a block in his plans. Be straight with me, you both were accomplices and you used some kind of drug on me.”

Harrison takes a step closer, and you tense.

Your head is saying that you need to be weary, on guard. Because you still can’t explain what you saw.

Your heart however, that is the part that isn’t acting the way it should. The closer he gets, the faster the wave of beats seems to echo. Except this isn’t fear.

It’s something completely different.

“You feel it too, don’t you?”

“W-What are you talking about?!”

Harrison reaches for you, and rather than run away, you just stand there. His palm lands on your cheek, and you feel like the air has been squeezed out of you.

“I thought that I consciously made the decision to be here with you, but I think time led me here. Because we’re connected. “

“I-I barely know you..”

His smile is solemn.

“I know.”

You aren’t sure why his somber words make you feel so sad. Somehow your body just reacts, and you take a step forward, gripping his suit as you kiss him earnestly. Harrison is taken by surprise. You feel the way he tenses. But the longer your lips are pressed to his, the faster he falls into sync with your movements. You back him up, and he hits a wall with a soft grunt. You wish there was some way you could explain what was happening.

Why kissing this stranger felt like absolute heaven. But it didn’t make sense.

Nothing about this situation made any sense.

Yet, for some reason, at that moment you didn't even care.

Because this somehow feels..right.

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