Power Couple (Part 2) [a Barry Allen AU]
Request: sleep well! but i think what that person who requested the other idea of power couple is saying: reader is arrested, locked up at Star Labs to be interviewed bc caitlin, cisco, and joe are afraid the reader would escape the police station. reader refuses to any answer questions and then barry comes to flash them out of the area?
a/n: im sorry i was so tired i was like ‘whaaa’
Being captured by S.T.A.R. Labs wasn’t part of the plan. If this was a normal cell, you could get out easy; pick the key or something. Except, this isn’t. This is a cell designed for meta humans; the pipeline, as they call it.
“Where’s Barry?!” Joe barks, hands pressed to the glass. His black tie dangles against his blue button down; suit jacket hovering over his torso.
Your back leans against the dark blue cushioned wall, arms crossed over your dark purple t-shirt. With your legs crossed, you roll your eyes, “He’s late. As per usual.” you sigh, looking at your nails with a bored expression.
Cisco cranes his neck forward, eyes squinted at you. “What’s that mean?” he quips, pulling his gray sleeves up his arms, navy Doctor Who t-shirt riding up his back. “Look, girl, he ain’t coming. He raced off; left you. Even if he did, we’d do the same thing we did to you!” he points to the cell, “Right, Cait?” Caitlin nods.
Huffing, you walk up to the glass, hips swaying with each step. “You don’t know my Barry. He’s coming, he loves me! He’s just late.” you try to reason, snarling at the group. Cisco rolls his eyes with a scoff.
When Caitlin raises her pointer finger, about to speak, there’s a gust of air. “I do love her.” Barry smirks, propping himself on the wall. Everyone jumps, racing to grab him. He rolls his green eyes, zipping away, “Honestly, guys, you’d think you’d learn.” he mutters as he taps into the lock, opening the cell. “Hey there, baby!” he beams, black flannel flapping when he speeds to you, smiling radiantly.
You wrap your arms around his neck, hopping up and hooking your legs on his waist. “You’re late again.” you smirk, pecking his lips; his hands rest under your thighs. “But I knew you’d come.” you hum, tucking your head to his chest.
“I always will for you.” Barry whispers, peeking behind him. “Now, I’d love to stay and chat, but, we gotta go. Be seeing you!” he smirks, cradling your neck in his palm before he speeds you off.
There’s a moment of absolute silence. “Shit.” Cisco mutters, blinking at the now empty cell.
“Yeah…” Caitlin and Joe agree.