I've been overdue a decent ramble, and The Rogues + Eobard have been on my mind a lot recently, so here’s whatever this is:
Eobard Thawne didn’t mean to fall in love with you.
You've been dead for centuries. A footnote in the history books. A lifetime meant to be entwined with somebody else.
With him.
With Barry.
It always starts and ends with Barry Allen.
Not this time.
It was spiting Barry Allen that brought him to you.
It was a slow burn. He easily could have had you in an instant. Could have taken you, used you, discarded you, but he'd wanted it to hurt, to last. He wanted you to love him. He just didn't realise he was falling for you as well.
Despite his refutals, you gave to him more than you took. Attentiveness, empathy, affection.
Late at night, while curled up in your embrace he found himself sharing things he'd never told anyone. You inspired an openness in him he didn't think he had anymore. Or as open as one can be when you're deceitfully seducing the future spouse of your mortal enemy.
In an unfamiliar time and place, you quickly started to feel like home to him.
He found himself craving to breathe in your smell each morning. Itching to talk to you about his day, to hear your thoughts and observations. To watch your animated expression as you listen to him ramble on. He'd memorised your smile, your laugh, the curves of your body, but nothing could beat experiencing them first-hand.
Nothing beats kissing your lips, and teasing your skin until you giggle and moan into his open mouth.
You're intoxicating to him, seizing his mind every waking hour to the point that he could go days without thinking about The Flash.
He has nobody to blame but himself really. The day you threaded your fingers between his own, looking into his eyes without barriers or expectations and said; “You’re the only one I've ever felt like this with.” He knew the feelings were reciprocated. He knew he should have cut his losses to save tying himself to you but he didn't. He let himself fall deeper and deeper knowing that he can't stay.
He can't stay, and he can’t leave you behind. Can't return to his era, or hop into another timeline and risk never looking into your eyes only to find real, genuine warmth and joy looking back at him again.
He’ll rip out the pages, rewrite the history books. Make you the star. He’ll make you his.
You were too good for your time anyway. You won't need friends or family now that you have him. Barry never deserved you. If you have to spend the rest of your lives running from time wraiths you will. He’ll protect you.
I don't think you understand.
He's not asking.
It's decided.
This is your fate now, for better or worse.
You did this, you made him fall in love with you and now you have to live with the consequences.
This story, your story might have started with Barry, but it ends with him.
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"Dickie..." Eo sat down next to Dick, who was crying. Softly, but still.
"This circus. You... It was your home."
"Eo," Dick sniffed. "I'm a mess... M'sorry..."
He leaned on Eo's shoulder, still crying. "I should've done something... I had the bar. I could swing d-down and... And catch st least one of them... I- they fell."
