Request: 80 with barry, please? love your writing x
80. “You’re warm.”
Warning: The ending is super crappy.
It wasn’t even winter yet and you were already freezing. It wasn’t the fall kind of cold with light breezes that only slightly ruffled your hair. I was huge gusts of wind that made your hair look like a rat’s nest by the time you were able to escape it. You had to take the bus today, which didn’t help either. You were cold and miserable and on top of that, it started to rain. You just wanted to get home to your loving boyfriend and heater.
When you arrived home, you quickly shed the wet clothes and plopped them in your hamper. You pulled on a pair of pajama pants and one of Barry’s shirts, it wasn’t quite Barry but it would have to do for now. You snuggled under the comforter but you just couldn’t warm up. You had accepted the fact that you would just have to wait for Barry to get back which wouldn’t be for at least another hour. You patiently waited the last hour or so until Barry would be home, but like always, he was late.
“Barry’s the fucking Flash and he can’t even be home one time.” You had already cranked the heater all the way up and buried yourself in a plethora of blankets, but you still felt like an icicle. Somehow, between the sound of your own chattering teeth and the deathly cold air, you had managed to fall asleep.
Barry had come into the house and called for you. When he didn’t hear an answer, he whooshed his way over to your’s and his shared bedroom where he found you sound asleep under at least three comforters. He changed into pajamas and slid in next to you, holding your body close and shivering at how cold you felt.
“You’re warm.” You said.
“And you’re freezing.”
“I know but now your hear so you can use your Flash magic to warm me up.”
“It’s not magic, babe.”
“Super speed, magic, same thing.” Bary chuckled at your response but shifted so that he was on his side and you could snuggle into his chest. You were perfectly happy, now being warm, and drifted off to sleep.