Capable of Change - 6 (Savitar!Barry/Reader)
Imagine, remnant Barry getting asked out by you and he decided to say yes…
A few weeks passed and he had told you he might disappear for ‘work’ for a bit. In all actuality, he had been pulled away because of the notorious ‘Team Flash’. Too much needed to be done to ensure that everything fell into place.
He had scared Barry and it had felt so satisfying. There was nothing he could do to change this future. Nothing.
Now he had some time to focus on you, and he was looking forward to it.
He cleared his throat as he walked toward CC Studios. He stopped briefly catching his reflection in the glass door. He flexed his jaw reminding himself that you were different. You saw past the surface of his broken exterior and saw his true self.
The man he really was.
He ran a hand through his hair a few times before walking inside. He was hoping to surprise you with a cup of coffee and persuade you to go to lunch with him.
He walked into the studio slowly when he noted the recording light wasn’t on. He could hear a piano being played, but nothing else.
He smiled instantly as he saw you sitting at the keys. Your fingers moved over the ivory pieces in a fluid motion that brought life to the world around you.
He enjoyed the smile that played on your lips as you expertly played. You hadn’t noticed him yet, giving him a chance to move up behind you before your piece came to a close, “That was beautiful.”
He laughed when you jumped. You turned on the stool giving him a small smack, “Wear a bell!”
“That would not be as much fun.” He smirked leaning down grabbing your chin lightly before placing a kiss on your soft lips. His smile became genuine as he parted from you, “I brought you coffee.”
“My hero!” You smiled taking it from him, “It’s like you knew I needed a pick me up.”
“There’s lunch involved in this visit if you have time.” He sat down next to you as you took a sip.
“Oh I wish I could.” You pouted holding the cup in your hands, “We a have a few shows coming up. One I have to travel for and my string section is struggling since our soloist got in a car accident because a pack of gorillas got loose.”
His eyebrows shot up trying to act surprised. He remembered the attack on the city, but it seemed so long ago, “Gorillas?”
“Yeah…” You made a face, “I’m not sure I believe the official statement that the zoo’s transport crashed outside the city either, but Flash and Kid Flash apparently swooped in and saved the day, so all is well.”
“All is well…” He repeated slowly his face falling briefly, “Anyways…so no lunch…”
“No lunch.” You smirked a little scooting closer to him, “But…I can promise a dinner date that you will enjoy immensely.”
“Oh yeah?” He smiled reaching up cupping your face with his hand.
You smiled kissing him. He loved the way your eyes squinted when you did that, “Oh yes…meet me at the park? Say seven?”
“Yes.” He nodded resting his forehead against yours, “Most definitely yes.”
“Now shoo. You’re too distracting.” You winked at him.
He stood up stretching, “I suppose I could get some work done. I do have a few small projects.”
“Good, that means when I get done with this we will have more time together.” You smiled at him eyes twinkling, “Less projects for you means more time with me.”
“I like the sound of that.” He leaned down pecking your cheek quickly, “I’ll see you at seven.”
The day’s events went just as he planned. Wally was right where he wanted him. Soon he’d go and release Savitar sending his past self on the path he needed to begin to truly destroy Barry.
He took a deep breath shaking off his past preparing for his future. He stopped to get some flowers across the street from the park. He turned a smile on his face and a spring in his step. Tonight, was going to be a good night.
He walked toward the bench were you first approached him. He paused seeing you sitting there, knees pulled to your chest, face buried in your arms. The flowers dropped from his hands.
As they hit the ground he was at your side, “Y/N…”
You felt his hands take hold of you as you looked up at him tears falling down your face, “Allen…”
“What happened?” Concern rippled over his features as he took your face into his hands.
“My dad…” You shut your eyes tightly big tears falling against his palms, “M..my dad…”
“Oh god…” He pulled you to his chest holding you tightly. He knew this pain too well. He didn’t know how long he held you on that bench and it didn’t matter.
Eventually, he brought you home. He’d gotten you to eat a little then put you to bed. Now he was on the phone with your brother Scott, “She’s resting…if there’s anything you need just let me know. I want to help.”
He scratched the back of his head as Scott took a deep breath, “I…I appreciate it. I think if you could just stay with her…I’ll…I’ll try to get everything…”
“Scott…” He interrupted him swallowing, “I know…what it’s like and you shouldn’t be doing this alone. Is there anything at all I can do? Anyone I can call?”
“I…my girlfriend is on her way.” Scott told him going silent, “I just…he was dad.”
“I know.” Barry nodded, “I know…the loss will never go away…but does get better over time. Just give me a call, I’ll be at Y/N’s. For anything, I mean it.”
He hung up the phone putting it back on the hook before he turned seeing you on the stairs, “Hey…”
You sniffed wiping a hand under your eyes, “Hey…”
“Do you need anything?” He asked taking a few steps toward you.
You shut your eyes shaking your head, “No…”
He reached up taking your hand, “You sure?”
“No…” You voice quivered as you teared up again. He guided you down the stairs into his arms, “I don’t know how to do this…”
He rubbed your back as you leaned your head on your shoulder, “No one ever does.”
He picked you up easily carrying you over to the couch. He sat down holding you on his lap. He could only be there for you.
“You know…” He glanced down at you seeing your eyes were closed as you spoke, “I…don’t think I could do this without you.”
“You’re strong. You would’ve managed.” He told you surprised when you opened your eyes looking at him, “What?”
“I’ve never been strong.” You whispered looking away, “Snarky maybe…but…not strong. I can’t snark this away.”
“Don’t say that.” You looked back to him. He shook his head helping you sit up some, “Don’t ever say that. You are so strong and brave. It took so much courage to talk to me that day. It took so much strength to let me into your home, meet your family. To meet your dad, who from all the stories he told me, is where you learned to be strong.”
You felt yourself beginning to cry again as he went on, “So don’t ever say that you’re not strong because you are a woman who has loss a parent. You’re a daughter, who dealt with a parent deciding to leave instead of raising them. You get up every day and provide for yourself, that alone makes you strong. You-”
Your lips crashing down on his made him stop. He pulled away looking at your face smiling a little, “Thank you. Thank you for caring.”
He smiled nodding, “Of course, I care about you, Y/N. You make me a better person.”
His heart fluttered in his chest as you settled against, “I love you, Allen.”
His mouth hung open a little unable to answer. For once…he couldn’t keep up with his thoughts…they were too fast.