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One where Bart going overboard on valentine's day and the reader waking up to the entire house just covered in roses.
Sorry it’s so short I'm reallll tired
Bart Allen x Reader
You shifted in your bed, the sunlight streaming in your room was annoying and disrupting your sleep. You scooted closer to Bart's side only to find his side empty, you opened one of your eyes curiously, you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, Bart was no where in the room.
You slowly sat up in the bed, as you looked around the room your jaw dropped. The floor was covered in rose petals, it was so bad you couldn't even see the carpet anymore.
"Bart!" You called out for him in your raspy morning voice, the bedroom door swung open and Bart ran in. His sped caused the rose petals to blow all over you and the bed.
"What is this?" You asked, you swatted away some petals from your face.
"Happy Valentine's Day?" He grinned as he fiddled with his thumbs, "Too much?"
"Yes too much, it's sweet of you but who's gonna clean up this mess?" Bart's cheeks flared up a light shade of red, "Sorry I was caught up in the mode, love you?" He rubbed the back of head nervously. You rolled your eyes and opened your arms up.
"Just cuddle me you big goofball." In a flash he cuddled up next to you, you shut your eyes and curled into his warm body.
Prompt~ You are doing YJ, right? Christmas party with the team + everything goes wrong. Cookies? Black. Drinks? Spilled. Mistletoe? Wrong pair has to kiss. Tree? Catching fire + the living room is all wet after extinguishing it. Embarrassing presents?Mixed up + opened by the wrong person. And so on… after everyone went to bed reader + Kaldur kiss under the half burned tree. Happy End? Nope finding Bart snuggling with wrapping paper and covered in black crumbs behind the tree - last part is optional ;D
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The end of the year was coming, you were pretty sure nothing more could go wrong especially on Christmas. Which should be a happy day, one spent with close friends and family. You had decided on spending it with the team in Mount Justice, everyone seemed excited until everything began to go in a downward spiral.
“What do you mean something is wrong with the cookies?” Bart asked as he picked up a cookie from the tray, just for it to crumble into a pile of black ashes.
“Oh, so not crash.” Bart whispered with a pout.
“I’m so sorry! I forget they were in the oven and-” You cut M'gann off, “It’s okay it was just a small mistake, we still have the eggnog and hot cocoa.” You reassured her, but just as those words slipped out your mouth the table with the drinks collapsed causing all the drinks to spill on the floor.
“Scratch that.” Cassie grimaced, “Well we can always order takeout!” Cassie proposed, the whole team groaned knowing that everything was closed for Christmas. “Or not…” she trailed off a bit embarrassed.
“It’s not like anything else can go wrong-” Raquel began to scream as she saw the Christmas tree erupt into flames.
“Put it out! Put it out!” Dick quickly ran in with a fire extinguisher making sure to cover the whole tree, and the whole room while at it.
“Now everything’s wet.” Tim said as he wiped the foam off his eyes.
You guys kept your hope only for everything to go even more wrong, Connor and Cassie were forced to kiss under the mistletoe, Bart ended up accidentally opening Garfield’s gift, Secret Santa was a bust since they forget to put in La'gann’s and Barbara’s name.
“We should just call it a night.” Jaime said with a frown on his face, everyone looked around the room. It was a mess, they were starving, people were upset and angered.
“Yeah I agree.” You nodded your head sadly, one by one everyone dispersed from the room. Except Kaldur, he walked up to you wiping off your tears of frustration.
“I’m sorry it had to end this way.” He said as he pulled you into a hug, “Christmas is ruined.” You whispered as you pulled back to look at him better.
“Not necessarily.” He cupped your face and kissed you, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pouring all your feelings into the kiss. Trying to forget all the horrible occurrences and just enjoy the only good thing of today with your boyfriend. You both pulled back at the sound of rustling behind the burned Christmas tree.
“Bart?” You gasped as you saw him lying on the floor covered in black cookie crumbs and wrapping paper.
“I don’t feel so good, so mode.” Bart then proceeded to pass out.
It is a sad time for you and your team, despite defeating the light, it came at a great cost. You lost your teammate and dear friend, Wally West. Unfortunately, he just wasn’t fast enough to survive, he was targetted by excess energy and completely vanished. Everyone accepts the possibility that he is dead but part of you refuses to. He has to be out there somewhere, wherever he is and somehow he will find his way back.
A month has passed and the team can’t help but notice how distant you have become. Without Wally, there is a part of you missing. You don’t laugh or smile much anymore, mostly because Wally would be the one to cheer you up. You don’t talk to Dick or Kaldur anymore because they kept things from you during the whole invasion. Dick made you believe your teammate Artemis was dead when she wasn’t and she ended up working with Kaldur on an undercover mission in Black Mantas organisation. How could they possibly keep that from you? Also, Dick quit the team, handing over leadership to Kaldur because what happened to Wally hit him hard too, so you barely see him anymore to talk about things. Kaldur really does try to make it up to you but it will take a while longer for you to trust him again.
You return from a mission with Bart, who is now Kid Flash and Blue Beetle. The two of them talk about hanging out now that they have some free time. Jaime tells Bart that he can’t because he has a lot of school work to catch up on. The speedster pouts at his best friend in annoyance before zooming in front of you to stop you in your tracks.
“What about you?” He folds his arms and taps his left foot on the ground.
“I don’t know Bart I--” You begin to say but as always he cuts you off before you can finish, he is impatient like that. It must be a speedster thing because Wally used to do it too.
“You got something better to do?” He raises his eyebrow in question. “We never hang out anymore.” He sounds a little disheartened.
“There’s a reason you know that.” You remind him and he looks down at his feet for a moment realising that Wally’s death is still affecting you.
“When was the last time you had fun and forgot about things?” Bart looks back up into your eyes and for the first time, he is being serious.
Your mouth opens as if to answer but no words come out. It has been too long since you last enjoyed yourself. Perhaps it is just what you need. Bart looks at you hopefully as he sees the look on your face that tells him you are considering his offer.
“Okay, we can hang out for a bit.” The second you agree Bart dashes off to the changing rooms and gets into his casuals, ready and rearing to go.
“Then what are we waiting for?!” He exclaims.
“Uh not so fast, Speedy Gonzales.” You laugh and shake your head at his eagerness. “Incase you haven't noticed, I still have to get changed.”
“Oh yeah.” He scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. “At least I made you smile!” He calls after you as you head off to get ready.
“Looks like you did.” You give him a smile over your shoulder and he suddenly feels really proud to be the one to cheer you up a little, even if it is just a little.
Bart doesn’t want you to be consumed by grief anymore, he wants you to be happy again. Over time he has gained feelings of affection towards you, so your happiness is really important to him. When he came here from the future, he never thought that he would actually fall for someone. He hides it well but you actually make him really nervous.
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“Bowling, really?” You turn to look at Bart as you stand outside the nearest bowling alley, the bright lights illuminating both your faces.
“Why not?” Bart shrugs his shoulders. “Afraid I’ll win?” A cocky grin creeps its way onto his face.
“Oh, now it’s on.” You grab him by the hand and drag him into the building.
The two of you changed into more suitable shoes and were assigned to your very own bowling alley. To decide who would go first, you play rock, paper, scissors. Bart won because he chose paper and paper beats rock. Before choosing a ball he stretches his arms and rolls back his shoulders to prepare himself. You just roll your eyes and shake your head at him for being so dramatic. It’s just a game of bowling, how hard can it be? Surely it doesn’t require that amount of skill? It has been years since you have last played but you don’t remember it being all that difficult.
Bart positions himself and brings the ball up to his face before lowering it again and letting it go. The ball makes contact with the pins and knocks every single one down. A strike first turn, that’s quite impressive and gives him a slight advantage because you will definitely not get a strike first time.
He turns around on the ball of his foot looking rather proud of himself. “Your turn.”
With confidence, you get up from the bench and pick a ball that is best suited. You followed the exact same as Bart and watched as the ball rolled towards the pins. At the very last second, the ball took a turn and hit no pins at all. Your cheeks flare red from embarrassment and Bart notices this. Instead of making fun of you he decides to help out.
“You’re doing it all wrong, here let me help you.” Bart hands you another ball with an encouraging smile.
“Okay.” You accept his help.
Bart nervously puts one hand on your waist and uses the other to help you with your swing. “You need to put more power into it in order to guide the ball.” You can feel his warm breath on the back of your neck and it gives you shivers. He has never been this close before and for some reason, his touch alone gives you butterflies. “Now let go.”
You do as he says and the two of you watch the ball travelling down the alley. It knocked down seven pins. You turn around and end up face to face with Bart whose eyes widen in surprise.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He smiles back. “Let's see if you can kick my ass.”
After that, with each turn you caught up with Bart’s score. Normally he doesn’t like to lose but for you, he will make an exception. You won by a few points but still you feel pretty good about it.
When the game is finished Bart takes you to one of his favourite places to eat. It’s a small cafe but it makes amazing food. Much to his surprise, you link your arm with his as you walk side by side. It feels nice to have you take control like that, he feels less nervous now.
The owners of the cafe seem happy to see Bart, he must come here regularly. They quickly provide the two of you with a table and menu.
“We were wondering when we’d see you.” The waitress gives you both a friendly smile. “Is this your girlfriend?” She then asks.
Bart’s face turns bright pink. “Uh no...” He stumbles on his words. It is actually kind of adorable.
“That’s what they all say.” She chuckles before handing you both a menu. “Just let me know when you are ready to order.”
“Thanks, Mrs T.” Bart salutes her.
“Someone got embarrassed.” You curl up your bottom lip as you make fun of him.
“So what if I did?” Instead of responding defensively, Bart wiggles his eyebrows and smirks. Now you are the one blushing because he sort of admitted that he has a crush on you.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were flirting with me.” Your cheeks return to their normal colour.
“Of course I am.” He has no shame in admitting. “Oh, and by the way, this is like our first date, just so you know.”
“Oh really? Do I get any say in this?” You giggle like a little girl.
“You’re still here so that must mean you’re down with it. Besides, we’d make a crash couple anyway.” Bart winks at you.
“Totally crash.” You agree and his smile completely takes over his face.
