Part Of Your World [a Barry Allen AU]
a/n: hi hello yes this fandom needed a little mermaid au, yw…..im just not into any of the requests im getting….maybe part 2?……. But you can role play with me!!
On a pair of new, shaky legs, you brace yourself on a rock, body dripping with water, glistening slightly. A grin appears on your face as you steady yourself, damp hair matted to your forehead, covering your eyes. You wrap yourself up in a stray piece of light brown fabric, posing as you spin around, admiring your crafty work. Not too shabby.
Suddenly, there’s a sound of an animal, making you jump, scurrying away from the furry dog chasing you. In a hurry, you climb up on a rock, eyes full of fear as he barks again and again. “Cisco! Cisco, where are you, Cisco?!” a male voice echoes, coming closer and closer to the spot you’re at. The dog runs to the voice, which makes you sigh, dropping your makeshift dress to your thigh.
Pushing your hair to one side, you smile nervously, seeing the familiar prince stare back at you. “Oh.” the brunette breathes, scratching behind the shaggy dog’s floppy ears. He cracks a grin, stepping in front of the dog; white pirate-like shirt flowing around his chest. “Um, Miss, are you al…right?” His bushy eyebrows crinkle together. “Do I know you?” he muses, cocking his head to the side; sandy brown locks swishing.
A tiny gasp escapes you and you nod, brushing your hair from your eyes. Barry grins from ear to ear, grabbing your hands. “It’s you! You’re the one! The one that saved me!” he exclaims, black knee high boots clumping the sand together. Again, you nod rapidly, squeezing his hands. “What’s your name?!” he asks in a giddy tone, hazel eyes blown wide.
Opening your mouth, you go to speak…nothing comes out. Both of you frown. “Oh.” Barry mutters, dropping your hands. “Then I guess it can’t be you…” he deflates, looking down, rubbing his neck. Puffing out a breath, your shoulders slump and you bite your lower lip, thinking of a way to explain to him…
Tapping the rock excitedly, you catch his attention, hitting your neck with the tips of your fingers gently, moving up to your mouth. Barry squints at you; hands hovering around your arms. “You-you’re sick?” he asks, tucking his chin to his chest. Shaking your head, you move your hands horizontally, trying it again, almost falling off the rock. “Careful!” the prince gulps, catching your upper body.
“I gotcha, I gotcha…” Barry coos, green eyes sparkling at you, darting around your face. You blush, clutching onto the silk white fabric of his shirt, legs wobbling underneath you. “I’ll take you to the palace, okay?” he smiles sweetly, palm pressed to your hip, holding you to his side; other hand clasped with yours on his chest.
Stumbling on your new feet, you rest your head on his shoulder, sighing quietly. Barry peers down at you, noticing your clothing. “You can wash up and get changed too.” he nods, letting go of your hand to move your hair. This is your chance to get him to fall in love with you. Three days, Eobard said. You can do three days…hopefully.