no matter what universe i'm in (they're my family)
A.N: I'm incredibly late on this. But I couldn't go without joining in on another ~ Westallen Week ~, considering how long it was since I partook in the last one. So without further ado, my super late entries to Westallen Hiatus Week, from March 1st - March 15th 2016.
Disclaimer: If I owned The Flash, vibrating-tongue!Barry would be a thing.
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"Run, West!"
In black boots, the woman in question sprinted towards her awaiting car, a bag of jewels clutched tightly in her right hand and a gun in her left. She pointed haphazardly behind her and shot blindly, too busy trying to get to the car to take proper aim. As it was, she heard a cry of pain and smirked briefly, before jumping in the car - which revved once and peeled off, soon to have police cars hot on it's trail.
"Dammit Iris, this is gonna take forever to get them off our backs," said Barry Allen, Iris' partner in crime and partner in the sheets. Iris simply laughed, looking at the cars through the rear view mirror.
"Don't make me laugh, Allen. It's not like you haven't gotten a backup plan." Iris replied, looking fondly at her companion.
"Perks of working with Snart for so long," he said, throwing a swift grin at her before quickly swerving onto an empty back road; the majority of the cop cars sped past except one, which struggled to keep up as Barry expertly twisted the getaway car into an empty garage.
The garage door closed shut just as the cop car caught up. It paused in place, baffled, before speeding on.
Iris and Barry looked at each other, then burst out laughing.
"I can't believe it was that easy!" Iris said, giggling. She hopped out the car with the bag still in her hand but the gun tucked into her belt, and turned to Barry's approaching figure.
"I told you it was worth stealing from National City," Barry murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to Iris' lips. She let the bag slide from her hands as she eagerly kissed him back, her hands dragging through his short brown hair as she slanted her lips against his.
With a groan, Barry broke apart to press a sweet kiss to Iris' temple. She looked at him with fire in her eyes. "All I need in this life of sin," she said.
Barry beamed down at her, before picking up the bag of jewels and taking her empty hand. They left the garage quickly - their associate Linda would take care of the car.
Quietly, sneakily, Barry and Iris slipped into the dusky night of National City, hand in hand and guns strapped to their hips, ready to perform another heist.
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Just a quick little thing. I'll try to update soon!
-westallening