@dccwrarepairswap for @robininthelabyrinth. I wasn’t going to start posting these until tomorrow, but I have some free time, so why not?
Prompt: Leonard Snart/Iris West. You gave lots of leeway, and I kind of ran it with. Sooo… Enjoy!
Story: Reporter Iris West. Aka, Lady Lightning.
Officer Leonard Snart. Aka, Citizen Cold.
Four different relationships. Four very different dynamics. Four secrets. One is bound to come out sooner or later.
Leonard Snart/Iris West: She noticed him the moment he stepped into her favorite coffee shop, and she knows he noticed her. He’s been shyly flirting with her from day one, and she can’t help but flirt back, even as guilt scratches under her skin. If he ever knew her secret, he’d hate her.
Leonard Snart/Lady Lightning: Everyone on the force has noticed the soft spot the villainess seems to have for the beat cop, and Leonard is no exception. He can’t for the life of him figure out why she’s so kind to him, but he has to think it’s a sign. Surely there’s good in her, or she wouldn’t care for him. So he takes every opportunity to try to reason with her, to try to convince her to take a different path. She doesn’t often listen, but at least he has more success than he does as Citizen Cold.
Lady Lightning/Citizen Cold: Sworn enemies, she’s the one villain he can’t capture, and he’s the one hero she can’t defeat. Worse, she’s the one villain who can get under his skin, who can make him question everything he knows. (“What’s the point in being a hero?” She scoffs, dodging a stream of ice. “My father was one, and he died when I was a kid. Meanwhile, my mom? She was a drug addict. She couldn’t take care of herself, much less me and my brother! So what is the point?”)
Iris West/Citizen Cold: He’s far more confident flirting with her from behind his goggles, with his hero persona firmly in place. She’s far too amused by his clear crush on her, but when he grants her an exclusive interview, she sees a side of him she’s never imagined. It’s hard to hate him now, and she hates that more than she could have ever imagined.
Of course this is destined to end in disaster; secrets don’t stay secret forever, and very soon, one of them will know the truth.
Summary: Barry and Iris spend a lazy (and romantic) Sunday in bed together all day.
Word Count: 1721
A/N: This has been sitting in my drafts for months so decided to share with everyone.
Barry can hear birds chirping outside his window when he opens his eyes. The sky outside his window is
swirls of soft pink and purple as the sun began to wash away the
night. He turned his gaze away from the coming dawn to look across
the bed to where Iris was sleeping.
Barry there wasn’t a moment when he didn’t think Iris wasn’t the most beautiful woman in the world. She always took his breath whether she wore her
old sweats or silk dresses. But right now she never looked more
beautiful to him.
white sheets twisted around her petite body giving him glimpses of
her naked body underneath. Her brown skin looking soft to the touch in the early
light of morning. Her face relaxed in sleep with her full lips
slightly parted. Looking at her made something ache in Barry’s chest.
He couldn’t help inching closer to her. An invisible pull that always
existed between them. His hand reached out to gently curl around her
cheek. His head tilting to brush his lips against hers.
shifted closer to his touch. A smile pulling at her lips when Barry
leaned in to press another kiss.