#theflashxreader

A/n: @queenkaite44679 requested this for Daddy Snart. My request are open at all times so feel free to send some my way. 

Warning: mentions of guns, annoyed Berry, confused reader

You just started with team flash and being a new member of the team is hard getting adjusted too. Sometimes you felt useless you didn’t have powers like Berry. Or help Cisco with anything being as though you’re not as smart as him. So you basically the coffee girl and it SUCKED. But this is what you have to do since your apart of the team now. 

****************************************************************************************************Request: Hey there, I have just discovered that there is practically zero Reader/Caitlin Snow fic ou there. So I was wondering if you could do something where Reader realizes she is gay when she falls in love with Caitlin? Or maybe had just recently realized it? You have artistic license with the rest but angst with a happy ending is always a fave!! Thanks for having a blog for such a specific but needed niche. Keep up the good work. Ps. Do you have a master list? Thanks!

A/N: Apparently I only post once every month, I’ll work on that I promise. There’s a lot that I want to write and I feel excited to do so. I promise I will try to be better at posting I just don’t use this blog as my main one AND my imagines aren’t my main writing project so I tend to not prioritize this. However, I will try to update more often and I’ll try to finally finish the requests I’ve had in my inbox since like literally a year ago. I love Caitlin Snow and I will defend her until my dying breath. (Don’t ask me why I went with that title I couldn’t decide what to name this and that song came up on shuffle so...)

**************************************************************************************************     You walk into Jitters, you eyes glued to your phone. It’s not that you were obsessed with your phone, you were not, but when Caitlin Snow was texting you there was no way you couldn’t reply. You chuckle quietly to yourself before typing back a response. She immediately responds and you feel someone grab your shoulders.

   “Boo,” the person whispers in your ear.

   You scream and smack the hand on your shoulder. “Calm down it’s just me.” You recognize the voice as Caitlin’s and you take a deep breath. You hear her laugh as she moves to stand next to you. You smack her arm before saying,”That was not funny.”

   “It was a little funny,” Caitlin says. “Just a little but I am sorry for scaring you that bad.”

   “It’s totally fine, it’s not like I thought you were going to rob me and I was going to die,” you reply sarcastically.

   “Let me buy you a coffee to make it up to you.” 

   “Now you’re talking Dr. Snow.”

   You sit on one of the chairs as Caitlin walks to the counter. She had your order memorized so you knew there was no point in going with her. You look over at Caitlin and admire her smile. That smile that could light up your entire day without even trying. That smile you would do anything to see. That smile that you were totally not in love with. There was no way you were in love with Caitlin.

   She turns and meets your eyes, giving you that smile she reserved just for you. She turns back to the cashier and you sigh. You totally were not in love with Caitlin Snow at all. She walks back over to you, two coffee cups in her hands. She places them down in front of you before sitting down in front of you.

   “So,” Caitlin begins. “The cashier asked me out and I told him you were my girlfriend so he’d back off.”

   You stare, speechless for a few moments before regaining your composure. “Did you really do that?”

   She nods. “I told him no twice but he really was not getting the point so I had to take extreme measures. I don’t really think he bought it though.” You notice her hand on top of the table and you place yours on top of hers. “Well let’s make sure he gets the point, girlfriend.”

   “I like the way you think,” she says. “Girlfriend.”

   You ignore the way your chest feels when she calls you her girlfriend, trying to focus on your friendship with her. That’s all it was, a friendship. No matter how much it ate you up inside every time she talked about a cute guy and no matter how hard it was to lie to her and pretend you were straight. She was just your friend. Your friend you were totally in love with and couldn’t do anything about.

   “(Y/N)?” Caitlin asks. “You okay?”

   You snap yourself out of your thoughts, and nod. “Yeah, everything’s fine.”

   She raises her eyebrow at you and you try your best to not focus on how attractive she looks when she does that. “I know you, something’s bothering you. What’s wrong?”

   You look away and occupy yourself by looking at all the people walking outside the coffee shop. You look back at her and you curse in your head. If you didn’t at least tell her you were gay, it would eat you up until you did.

   “I have something I need to tell you,” you say. You take a deep breath before continuing. “I’m gay.”

   Caitlin gives you a soft smile before squeezing your hand reassuringly. “Me too,” she replies.

   You stare at her, your mouth slightly agape. She giggles and you can’t stop the grin that crosses your face. “Is that all you wanted to tell me?” Caitlin asks, her eyebrow still raised.

   You’re about to nod when you notice her lean in slightly. It’s barely noticeable but you notice it and once you notice it you decide to tell her what you had been holding in since the first week you met her.

   “I like you,” you blurt out. “A lot. In the gay way. You were the reason I realized it in the first place or I guess you were the reason I admitted it to myself. I know you probably don’t feel the same way but if there’s even a small chance you could I, I had to get it out there.”

   Caitlin smiles at you before pulling your hand, making you lean in towards her. “Well (Y/N), you really are lucky because I like you too.”

   You close the gap between the two of you and capture her lips in a soft kiss. She tastes like vanilla and you decide that vanilla is your new favorite flavor. You pull away and smile at her. “I bet that cashier believes you now,” you joke.

   Caitlin laughs and you finally give yourself permission to admire her. To really appreciate her beauty. You finally didn’t have to hide your feelings for the brown eyed doctor. She presses another kiss to your lips before getting up. “Come on,” she says.

   “Where are we going?” you ask while you get up from your seat.

   “We are going on a real date or we can order takeout and go to my apartment,” Caitlin replies.

   “The second option sounds a lot better,” you say.

"Have yourself, a merry little Christmas.."

Barry could hear the iconic Christmas song coming from inside the forensic lab, as he reached for the door. Walking inside he could see strings of fairy lights adorning the lab walls, and a section of the wall; where green Christmas lights were put up in the shape of a Christmas tree. There was rustling in the far back corner, behind the bookcase of chemicals.

"This would have been so much easier if he actually cleaned the lab like he said he would."

After a rough encounter with DeVoe, the team was gathered in the cortex thinking of ways to defeat him before he hurts someone else. After everyone ran out of ideas they decided to try again tomorrow after they regained some energy. As everyone was leaving Harrison called out for Barry.

“Barry, could I talk to you for a minute?” Harrison asked him. As Barry turned around he gave Y/N a nod to wait for him outside. Y/N walked out of the cortex and waited for him in the hallway.

“Sure. Everything okay?” Barry asked Harrison.

“Yes, ye- no. Actually no. With everything going on with Devoe i’m just worried about Y/N. You know how distraught we were when Zoom took Jesse and I couldn’t bare having the same thing happen with Y/N.” Harrison said.

“Hey, you don’t have to worry about that, Y/N is safe and nothing will happen to her.” Barry said trying to calm him down.

“But you don’t know that! I need you to promise me Barry, if there is any way to protect Y/N I will take the risk, whether I die or not, I need her safe. I need you to promise me to not stop me and to make sure Y/N never finds out I sacrificed myself for her.” Harrison said.

“Hey, Harrison don’t think like that. I won’t let you do that. I can’t let the woman I love lose her father to DeVoe.” As soon as Barry said that he knew he had ruined things.

Harrison turned to Barry with a glare, “The woman you love?!” He shouted at Barry.

Barry started taking steps back as soon as Harrison stood up in his seat 

“Well you see . . . Y/N and I are dating. An-” Barry started but was interrupted by Harrison.

“Dating?! What did I tell you the first time you met Y/N?” Harrison shouted as he took steps forward Barry.

“That you would send me so far into the multiverse that no one would ever find me.” Barry gulped.

Right before Harrison reached Barry, Y/N entered the cortex and yelled, “Run, Barry. RUN!”

As soon as she said that the pair was gone in a flash, where they left Harrison to freak out by himself. 

A/N: Hey I’m back look at that okay bye. Also this is trash but whatever.

Request: No because no one will request anything but if you have a request please send it! I’m running out of things to write.

Pairing: Barry Allen/The flash x reader

Description: Batman’s daughter walks in the batcave while Barry’s running around, which may or may not lead to an accident or two. 

Warnings: Swearing???

So I saw the movie a few days ago and there are a few parts I don’t remember so clearly, so if I get anything wrong I’ll fix it as soon as possible. Thanks! (Also this is trash but maybe you’ll like it idk???)

Barry was extremely excited to know that Batman wanted him to be apart of his team to defeat Steppenwolf, or whatever his name was. He could barely contain any of that excitement at all. He knew he should have been listening to what the others’ were saying, but exploring the batcave was way more important at the moment. 

“Hey, kid,” Bruce said. “Watch where you’re going. If you break anything, I’m suing your ass.”

“Be nice, he’s just excited. You’re rich, anyways,” Diana said, walking up to Bruce. 

“That’s very true.” 

Everyone was sitting down (except for Barry, obviously) when you came in. 

“Hey, dad,” you said, walking through the door. “I was wondering if-”

It happened so fast it was almost like you couldn’t have felt the impact. Someone ran into you, at an abnormally fast speed. 

You tumbled backwards and almost slammed into the wall behind you before someone grabbed your arm and pulled you into them. 

“I am so, so sorry. I didn’t see you walk in and I wasn’t paying attention and-”

You blinked and looked up into dark brown eyes. “No, it’s okay. That was my fault.”

“No, that was mine. Are you okay? Did I hurt you at all? Please don’t tell me anything is broken.” 

“No, yeah. I’m fine.” You slowly blinked again, feeling a little dizzy. 

“Hey, kid. Get your hand off my daughter,” Bruce said, walking over with everyone else. 

“What? Oh, yeah. Sorry,” Barry mumbled, letting go of your arm. 

Diana cleared her throat. You turned your head to look at her. 

“Diana?” 

“Hello, Y/N.”

You walked forward and opened you arms, enveloping her in a hug. “It’s so good to see you.”

“It’s lovely to see you as well.”

A wave of dizziness ran over you and you leaned into Diana. “Are you alright?” She asked, putting a hand on your forehead to make sure you weren’t sick. 

You nodded, closing your eyes and leaning into Diana more. 

Bruce looked at you and then at Barry. “Kid, I swear to God if you gave her a concussion or anything-”

“Bruce,” Diana acknowledged. “It was an accident. Y/N, dear, can you look at me?”

You opened your eyes and looked in Diana’s brown ones. She noticed one pupil was slightly larger than the other, and how you kept blinking very slowly. 

“She definitely has a concussion. We need to get her to the hospital.” 

“I-I’ll do it,” Barry mumbled, looking at you. 

“What? Oh, no. You’re the one that gave her the-”

“Bruce!” Diana scolded. “Be quiet. Barry, that would be wonderful. The nearest hospital is a few blocks away, I think.”

“Diana, I’m not letting the kid-”

“If we wait any longer it could be worse than a concussion, Bruce. This is the fastest way.” Diana looped an arm under your legs and picked you up, walking over to Barry. You were basically passed out at this point. She put her arms out and Barry put one arm on your back and looped the other one under your legs, just like Diana did. “Call us when you get there.”

He nodded and ran off, almost running into the door on the way out. 

“Well, that was interesting,” Arthur said, walking away from the group.

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Barry found the hospital in about three seconds. 

He rushed you in (at a “normal” pace, of course), and had you at the front desk as soon as possible. 

“Can I have her name, please?” The lady at the front desk asked. 

“Uh, Y/N. I think.” She looked at Barry suspiciously before putting the name into the computer. 

“Right. So, what happened?”

“Well, I think she has a concussion. I don’t really know what happened, but she was kind of passed out and then it seemed-” Barry lied and rambled on and on and on.

“Okay, slow down. You said she may have a concussion?”

“Yes.” 

“Okay, that’s all. Please take her back there,” she pointed to a door. “Room 137. The doctors will take care of her from there.”

“Okay, thank you.” He rushed to the back room and gave you to one of the doctors. Right after, they pushed him out of the room. He pulled out his phone and called Diana.

“Hello?” She answered, not knowing the number.

“Hey Diana, it’s Barry. I’m in the hospital.”

“Oh, that’s good. Is Y/N okay?” She asked.

“I don’t really know yet. I think she’ll be okay, I’m not allowed in the room so I can’t tell.”

“Okay, well, make sure-” The connection started acting weird until Barry heard another voice. 

“Kid, I swear if this ever happens again I’m going to-

“BRUCE!” Barry hung up the phone and sat down in a chair, looking up at the ceiling. He felt so bad for running into you, and he knew it was his fault. He didn’t even know you, he only knew you were Bruce’s daughter. He probably ruined all chances at talking to you, too. He thought you were really pretty, and he knew you were probably the only pretty girl he might ever get to talk to. 

He was so lost in thought he didn’t hear the nurse open the door. “Mr. Allen, she’s awake if you’d like to see her.” He nodded and stood up, walking into the room.

You were sitting up on the hospital bed, holding an ice pack to your head. You had a TV remote in your hand and you were looking through all the channels. When Barry walked in, you looked over at him and smiled. 

“Hi.” 

“Hey,” he said, shifting on his feet awkwardly. 

“You know, there’s no reason to be nervous. I don’t bite.” You turned your attention back to the TV, scrolling through the channels again. Barry watched the TV go through channels until it finally stopped at one. Supernatural. You threw the remote to the end of the bed and crossed your legs. 

Barry slowly walked over to you and sat on the chair next to your bed. He looked at you while your eyes were focused on the TV. You really were pretty. He didn’t get to get a good look at you until now. 

You looked over at him and smiled. “So, you’re the reason I’m here from what I’m guessing.”

“Yeah...sorry about that.” 

You giggled and looked back at the TV. “It’s nothing really. I’m a Wayne, I can handle it. Plus, you got me out of school for a week or two.” You looked back a him and leaned back on the bed. “You know, we never go to properly introduce ourselves. I’m Y/N.” You swung your feet across the bed and stuck your hand out. 

“Hi Barry, I’m Y/N,” he said. “Wait, no, that’s not right.”

You giggled and stood up. “Nice to meet you, Barry. Thank you, too, for bringing me here and everything.”

“I mean, it wasn’t really anything but, no problem.” He stood up next to you. 

You leaned over and kissed his cheek, grabbing his hand. “Come on. We have to get home before my dad kills me. Or maybe you. I don’t really know at this point.” 

Barry smiled to himself, picking you up and running out the door. Maybe he’ll have a chance with you after all. 

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A/N: I’m back and ready with another Barry Allen fanfiction! Yay!

Request: “Your writing is wonderful!! Would you mind writing a shy!reader x Barry where they both like each other but neither one knows? If not that’s okay too! Thanks!!” I’m so happy you like my writing! I would be more than happy to write this! If you have a request, please send it! I would be more than happy to write it for you!

Pairing: Barry Allen/The flash x shy!reader

Description: Barry just wants to tell Y/N how he feels. Y/N just wants to tell Barry how she feels. They’re both just a little too awkward to confess anything, though. 

Warnings: swearing??? That should be it

This is also probably trash but maybe you’ll like it??? idk

Barry didn’t expect Bruce Wayne to be sitting on a chair in his computer lab when he walked into the warehouse, and definitely didn’t expect Bruce Wayne to ask him to become apart of his team to defeat Steppenwolf. 

“Okay, but there’s nothing special about me,” Barry said, walking over to one of his computer’s. 

“Then what’s this costume for?” Bruce asked, standing up and walking over to the flash suit. 

“I do competitive ice dancing,” Barry lied, pulling up a tab on his computer. 

“Right, right.” 

Just then, the warehouse door opened and you, his best friend and crush-not-crush, walked in. 

Barry turned around and looked at you, smiling. You smiled back and both of you blushed. Bruce noticed this and looked from you to Barry. He then quickly pulled out a Batarang and threw it in your direction. 

Barry's eyes went wide. He knew what Bruce was doing, trying to get him to show his power’s. Everything was suddenly in slow motion. He ran over to you and grabbed your wrist with his left hand, pulling you out of the way. He grabbed the Batarang with his right hand and caught it between his fingers. 

Bruce smirked and sat back down in the chair. “Not special, huh?”

“You know, this is lovely and all, but I would appriciate if you didn’t throw Batarangs at my girlf- best friend. Thanks.” 

You blushed behind Barry and looked at the ground. 

“Okay, well hurry up and make up your mind, kid.”

 Barry sighed and let go of your wrist. “Yeah, I’ll come.” 

“W-wait, where are you going?” You asked in a whisper.

“I have no idea. I just have to go with Mr. Wayne here to-”

“Can I come?” 

The question caught both Barry and Bruce off guard, as they stared at you for quite a few minutes. 

“Depends,” Bruce said. “Can you fight?”

“Well, kind of. I know how to shoot a gun and use a bow and arrow, though.”

Barry coughed awkwardly. “So you’re saying that you know how to use a bow and arrow but you never told me?”

“Yeah...” 

Barry looked at you with admiration in his eyes. 

Bruce cleared his throat and looked at you. “Okay lovebirds, hurry up, we don’t have all day.” 

You blushed and looked down. 

“Right,” Barry mumbled, “Sorry.” 

Both of you walked in opposite directions. You went to grab your jacket and Barry went to grab a box of pizza. When you were done you meet at the door with Bruce. 

“Why the hell do you have a whole pizza?” Bruce asked Barry as the three of you walked out to Bruce’s car. 

“Well, since I have super speed, I burn calories, like, ten times faster than the average human would, so I have-” 

You started to zone out after a while, falling asleep in the back of Bruce’s car.

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“So anyway, the problem with-”

“Let me stop you right there, kid,” Bruce said. “You talk way too much.”

“Right, sorry. It happens when I’m nervous,” Barry muttered, looking out the car window. 

There was an awkward silence before Bruce spoke up. 

“So, tell me about your girlfriend.” Bruce looked at Barry and smirked.

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“You sure? I mean, the way the two of you look at each other and the way you both blush while talking to each other kind of makes it seem like you’re a couple.”  

“Yeah, well, we’re not, so just drop it.” 

“It’s kind of obvious she likes you, Barry,” Bruce stated. 

Barry snorted. “I wish.”

“You should ask her out.”

Barry looked at Bruce with his mouth agape. “What?”

Bruce sighed. “Listen, kid, you like her, she likes you. Ask her out. You two would make one hell of a couple.”

“I-I can’t. I mean, god I want to so bad, but I can’t. She’s my best friend and I don’t want to ruin our friendship if she doesn’t like me back. I wish I could but, I just can’t.”

“Kid, listen. You have to try. If you don’t try now, you may never get the chance.”

“Yeah, but what if-”

“Enough of the ‘what if’s’. You’re going to ask her by the end of the day, got it?”

“Um, yeah. Okay, yeah. I’ll ask her by the end of the day, I promise.” 

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You woke up just as Bruce parked his car at the Batcave. Bruce opened the door and stepped out of the car, you and Barry following after him. 

“Oh my god...” Barry muttered, looking around. 

“Pretty great, right?” Bruce asked, walking away. You and Barry followed likewise, taking in your surroundings as you walked along. 

At one point Barry absentmindedly reached out and grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers. You blushed and looked down at your intertwined hands, smiling to yourself. 

You continued to follow Bruce for a few more minutes before you stopped in a large room. At a table sat a young woman and an older man. The young woman stood up and walked over to you and Barry. You felt Barry drop your hand when she reached you two. 

“You must be our new recruits. It’s wonderful to meet you. I’m Diana.” 

She held out her hand Barry took it. “Hi Barry, I’m Diana,” Barry said. “Wait, no, that’s not right.”

You snickered as Diana pulled away and put her hand out towards you. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Y/N.”

She looked at both of you and smiled. “So, are you two a-”

“No, we’re not,” Barry protested, cutting her off. 

“Oh.”

An awkward silence settled in the room before Bruce cleared his throat. “I’m just going to need to take Barry here for a few seconds, to, talk,” Bruce suggested, grabbing Barry’s upper arm.

“But, Mr. Wayne-” Barry interrupted.

Bruce pulled Barry away before you could here anything else. You swore you saw him wink at Diana before he left. 

“So, Y/N,” Diana began, starting to walk forward. “Tell me about yourself.”

“Well, uh, I like animals, and art,” you muttered. “I also guess I like read. I mean, okay, I love to read. I can shoot a bow and arrow, too.”

“That’s cool. I know how to use a sword.”

“Cool.”

It was quiet for a minute and you could only hear the clicking of Diana’s heels. “Do you have a boyfriend?” 

You felt your face heat up. “Well, no, but-”

“Are you interested in anyone by chance?”

“I mean, yeah, but-”

“It’s Barry, isn’t it?”

You sighed. “Is it that obvious?”

She laughed. “Just a little.”

“Damn.”

“You should ask him out. Like, on a date. I’m positive he likes you, too.”

You snickered. “That’s funny.”

“Oh, come on. It’s obvious he likes you back. I mean, he was the one that grabbed your hand, wasn’t he?” Diana smirked.

“You saw that?”

“Obviously. We all did. You could probably hold his hand more if you asked him on a date.”

“Yeah, no.”

“Why not?”

“Out of all the people in the world he could possibly like, why the hell would it be me?”

“Well, you’re a beautiful young lady who is very sweet and is an absolutly wonderful person, even if I’ve only known you for an hour or so.”

“Your point is?”

She sighed. “Y/N, my point is that you should take that chance and-”

“WE’RE BACK!” Bruce exclaimed, walking in the room with Barry following behind him. 

“Wonderful. Bruce, do you think I could talk to you for a minute?” Diana asked, smiling at Bruce.

“Of course.” 

As they were walking out of the room, Diana turned around and winked at you. 

“Hey,” you muttered.

“Hey.”

There was a long pause before you both spoke up. “So I was thinking-” 

“You first.”

“No, you go.”

“Okay,” Barry paused. “So, I was wondering if you maybe wantedtogotothemovieswithmethisSaturday?”

You looked at him for a few seconds in confusion. “W-what?”

“I was-I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies with me this Saturday?” He mumbled, looking at the ground.

“Like-like a date?”

“I mean, yeah. O-only if you want it to be a date, though. It doesn’t have to be if-” You cut him off by gently pressing your lips against his. 

The kiss was over about as quick as it happened, but for Barry it felt like forever.

“So I’m gonna take that as a yes?”

“Yes, Barry Allen. I would love to go on a date with you.”

You both smiled at each other, leaning in for another kiss.

“FINALLY!”

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A/N: Oh my goodness another Barry Allen fic!

Request: from @avengers-and-jedis  “GOSH YOUR BARRY ALLEN FIC WAS ADORABLE! Can you write one with an artist!reader! (Ezra’s Barry please) Thank you!” Thank you so much! This was an amazing idea and I’m so glad you requested it! Remember if you have a request to send it!

Pairing: Barry Allen/The flash x reader

Description: You just need inspiration for your next piece. That’s when your boyfriend, Barry, comes to save the day.

Warnings: Swearing, like always 

You sighed in frustration and threw your pencil at the wall. Groaning, you put your forehead on your desk. “This is so stupid...” you muttered to yourself, closing your eyes. 

There was a knock at the apartment door. You stood up and walked out of your office, opening up the door. There stood your boyfriend, anxiously waiting with his hands behind his back. 

“Hey babe,” you said, smiling up at him. 

“Hey,” he replied, putting an arm around your waist. He pulled you into him and kissed your forehead.

You sighed and put your head on his chest. 

“What’s wrong?”

“You know that art project I have to do for class?”

“Yeah.”

“Well it’s due in a week and I haven’t even started it.” 

“Oh.” Barry frowned. He knew how important this project was. It would determine if you passed or not. 

“Yeah, I guess I just haven’t found the inspiration for it yet,” you mumbled. 

You walked into your apartment and sat down on your couch, Barry sitting next to you. You put your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes. He put an arm around your waist and put his head on yours. 

“This is so frustrating.”

“You need any help?”

“No, it’s fine. I guess I’ll just fail the class,” you paused. “I’m not even that good of an artist anyways.” 

Barry lifted up his head and turned to look at you. He put a hand on your cheek and made you look at him. 

“That’s not true.”

“Well...” you whispered, your voice trailing off.

“Y/N, you’re one of the most talented people I know. You may be the most talented person I know. Just because you don’t have inspiration for this project doesn’t make you a bad artist. I promise you’re going to get an A, and you’re going to pass this class,” he told you, smiling. 

“Thanks,” you sighed, leaning in and lightly pressing your lips to his. You smiled into the kiss. You may have finally found an idea for your project. 

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A week later, you handed in your project to your professor. 

“This is amazing, Miss L/N,” she told you, admiring your art. “You wouldn’t mind if I put this in tomorrow night’s art contest, would you?”

You smiled. “No, not at all.” 

She smiled back. “Wonderful, I’ll see you then.”

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“Barry, come on!” You yelled, anxiously tapping your foot. “We’re gonna be late!”

Just then, your boyfriend walked out of your room, putting on his jacket. “Okay, I’m here.” 

“You know, for being the fastest man alive, I would’ve expected you to find your jacket a lot sooner,” you snickered, looking at him.

“Oh, well I’m sorry I couldn’t find the jacket you stole from me.”

“Well, I’m sorry it’s so comfortable,” you giggled, sticking out your hand. “Now, come on, before we really are late.”

He grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers. “Whatever you say, babe.” 

You both walked out of your apartment building and into the cold December night. You knew you only had to walk a few blocks to get to the art contest, but damn it was cold. 

Barry saw you shiver and threw his arm over your shoulder. “You know, we could get there a lot quicker if-”

“No, Barry,” you said, cutting him off. “You’re not allowed to use your super speed.” 

“Damn.”

You giggled and kissed his cheek. “We’re almost there, anyway.” 

Barry smiled to himself as the two of you crossed the street. You walked down the sidewalk in silence until the faint sound of classical music could be heard. As you turned the corner, hundreds of people came into view. 

You smiled to yourself as Barry removed his arm from your shoulder.

“Y/N!” You heard someone shout as you turned around. Your best friend, Angelica (sorry if that’s your name, just change it I guess), came running up to you. She jumped into you, throwing her arms around your neck. “You made it! Took you long enough.” 

“Sorry.”

“Doesn’t matter. They’re announcing the winners of the art contest in ten minutes!” She yelled, grabbing your wrist. “We have to go see who won!” 

You looked back a Barry and gave him an apologetic look before Angelica pulled you away from him. 

Angelica pulled you to the area where they had all the art out. You smiled to yourself, seeing your professor standing next to your painting. She looked at you and waved, indicating she wanted to talk.

You walked up to her and smiled. “Mrs. Smith! Thank you so much!” 

“Oh, it’s not a problem, dear! You are an amazing artist, after all.” 

You blushed and looked at the ground. “Well, I wouldn’t say amazing...”

“Nonsense! You’re one of my best students! You have such an amazing talent, I’m surprised you haven’t won some kind of award! Speaking of which-”

“All art contest judges are needed at the judging table,” said a voice over the speakers. 

“Oh, that’s me! I’m so sorry. I hope you have a wonderful night!” She waved and walked off, leaving you alone. You decided to go find Angelica again since she managed to wander farther away from you than expected. 

As you were walking through the crowds of people, you ran into someone. You stumbled backward and would’ve fallen if they hadn’t caught you.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry I didn’t-” 

You looked up and saw your boyfriend rambling with such an apologetic look on his face. You giggled and stood up, leaning forward and setting your lips on his.

“You should really watch where you’re going, Barry.” 

He looked at you with admiration in his eyes before he wrapped his arms around your waist. “You’re one to talk, L/N.” 

He pressed his lips to yours and you smiled. Leaning into the kiss, you ran a hand through his hair. 

“We are now announcing the winners of the art show!” The same voice as before said. 

You pulled away from Barry. “That’s my cue.”

You grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the crowd around the judging table.

“I would like to thank everyone for coming out tonight!” Mrs. Smith began. “I am amazed at all the artwork that was put in the contest! Sadly, only one of you can get first. I would like to congratulate that award to...”

“...Miss Y/N L/N!”

You threw your hands up to cover your mouth in excitement. Barry looked at you with the widest grin on his face. “That’s you, babe.” 

You slowly started to walk up towards the judging table.

“Congratulations, Miss, L/N,” Mrs. Smith said, handing you your trophy and painting. 

“Thank you.” You smiled and walked up to her, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her into a hug. “Thank you, so much.”

“No problem, dear.”

You heard everyone around you clapping, but all of it drowned out with the pounding sound of your heartbeat.

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After the crowd cleared, you ran towards Barry. 

“I won!” You exclaimed as you jumped into him. 

“I know. I was there.” He smirked and wrapped his arms around your waist as you jumped up and wrapped your legs around his. “I’m proud of you.” 

“I couldn’t have done it without you, Barry.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well,” you began, resting your forehead on his. “You were my inspiration.”

He gave you a questionable look.

“I painted you, Barry. I painted you and that god damn award winning smile.”

“I’m flattered.”

You giggled and gently pecked his lips. “I wouldn’t have won that award without you. You’re really a hero, Barry. You’re my hero.”

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