As always… I don't care about errors…
For RiddleTMR, Ezie9786, and Isabelle… I love you guys and I have started a fan page on Facebook called Barrison Flash/Eobard/Harrison Wells slash… for the fans that want to share art, favorite stories, and basically how much we are obsessed with this show. I'm also adding the summary from ArchiveofOurOwn so you guys can see the extensive summary.
Barry Allen has become the Flash and can save lives in the blink of an eye, what ends up being the hardest decision is accepting the fact that he's fallen for his scientific idol, Harrison Wells; with the help and support of friends, both new and old, he figures out how to land the love of his life and when he discovers that his soul mate is really The Man in the Yellow Suit; He must make a choice and see if Eobard Thawne is capable of saving or not once the wormhole opens. Barry later meets Harrison Wells from Earth-2 and discovers just how difficult it is resisting a man with a body he's known so well, only to realize just how shattered the man is on the inside from the scars left behind from the evil speedster Zoom. Barry comes face to face with a demonic Black Flash hell bent on devouring every speedster he comes across, but there's something familiar about his face.
Is Barry Allen's heart big enough for the both of them?
Does not follow exact story on CW or DC Comics. POVs from Barry, Wells, and Eobard.
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Barry opened his eyes and saw his mentor's calm face. He was sleeping and he'd never looked more peaceful before… He saw how the lines etched on his face seemed a little less hardened when he was like this. Barry couldn't believe it was happening as he watched his dark lashes and how they dusted against his warm cheeks. He reached and scooted closer, doing his best not to rouse him. He smiled wide and curled his fingers around his arm softly, lifting the blanket with the other and peeking at him. He inhaled and stirred in his sleep, causing Barry to gasp lightly and drop the blanket. The lights had been out, but he saw what he looked like… he just couldn't stop wanting more. Barry smiled shyly to himself and curled up closer. He mumbled something unintelligible in his sleep and Barry ran his hand over his chest and curled it around his neck. He mumbled and his eyes fluttered open. The faint light of morning barely hit them, casting the room in a pale marine blue. Barry could hear the sound of his smiled before he saw it. He leaned forward and kissed him, morning breath and all. His chuckle rumbled through Barry, warming him. Barry leaned in and felt his hands wrap around him. He sighed and laid that way until the light slowly grew brighter and lit up the room.
"Need to get up…" He mumbled against his chest. Barry rubbed his cheek against the doctor's collarbone and sighed louder, blowing out an exasperated breath.
"I don't want to…" He pouted.
"Yeah I hear ya." He grumbled and pulled at the pillow behind his head and smacked Barry in the face with it.
"Hey!" He shouted and shoved it over the doctor's face and he swatted at Barry, who then lifted it in favor of kissing him. He let out a surprised sound and wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling the young speedster into and embrace.
"You might have super speed, but I don't." He grinned, the white lie curled up tight in his chest, but it was better he let that go.
"It wouldn't take long…" He whispered in the scientist's ear.
"Nope, up…." He swatted his hip, making him gasp and jump out of the bed and start searching for his boxers. Eobard watched him carefully and shoved his legs over the side of the bed without him noticing. Barry turned around and hopped into his shorts. He smiled and handed Eobard his briefs.
"There's cleaner ones in that top drawer…" He made a face that caused Barry to laugh out loud and yank open the drawer.
"What color?" He asked, rifling through the almost-scary neat drawer. He messed up the folded piles and pulled out a yellow pair.
"Here..." He tossed them at his face and he snorted and pulled them off with a scowl. Barry sauntered into the other room and dug through his bag and fished out a fresh shirt and clean pants. He dressed quickly and turned around, finding the doctor at the edge of the bed, in his dress pants and black shirt.
Eobard POV
"You look nice." Barry smiled and moved towards him. Eobard reached his arms out and embraced him. He sighed and breathed heavily, drinking him in. He hadn't prepared himself for this, for any of it…but it had happened and he wouldn't have changed it for anything at the moment. There was a sense of awkwardness, but Barry kissed his cheek and zoomed out of the room, and brought him his chair. He helped him into it and kneeled down at his eye level, pressing his forehead to him.
"What do we do now?" He whispered. Eobard wasn't expecting this, he wasn't sure what he meant.
"Us?" He sighed and grabbed his hand, pressing it to his cheek.
"Y…yes." He whimpered.
"I don't know how everyone would react if they knew we spent the night together." He was blunt, but honest.
"I know…" Barry responded, "I'm alright with that, but is everything alright with us?" Eobard furrowed his brow and pulled his face in, kissing him firmly.
"Yes." He snapped, pressing his cheek roughly against his face, making him gasp.
"Don't do anything stupid…" He finished.
"What do you mean?" Barry pulled back, green eyes filled with concern.
"Don't get yourself hurt today…or caught. This…" He waved a hand majestically at him, "is all new to you, so don't do anything childish because I don't want anyone else to know about us." He snapped. Barry's expression changed and he looked hurt, "I don't want anyone to know yet; Until we know what it is ourselves." He diminished.
"I don't know…" Barry's expression softened. He leaned in and kissed him again, delving his tongue against his lip, which coaxed him to deepen the kiss with a light sound.
"Oh, I think we already know…" He cooed in his ear. Eobard shuddered and grabbed his shoulders lightly.
"I see your point, but…" He paused.
"I know…It's okay if you don't want everyone to know yet." He purred and hugged him. Eobard grinned and pinched his hip, causing him to yelp and jerk back.
"Hey and ouch!" Barry laughed and poked him back, then handed him his glasses with a wide grin.
"Thanks." He smiled back and made his way into the other room. He should have planned for the next day, but Barry's unplanned sleepover had him off his daily routine.
"What the hell is this Barry?" He snorted and held up a ragged-looking beanie from his backpack.
Barry looked back, ashamed, blushing….and horrifically innocent. He couldn't be med….ever.
"I can get breakfast." He smiled and Eobard could feel him lean against the chair and ruffle his hair.
"Fine with me, let's get going." He snatched some things off the bar and headed in his car, ready to go. They drove along towards the lab. Barry smiled, leaning towards him the whole way there. Slowly, but surely they arrived before the others and Barry was running around and getting things for him, being more attentive than usual. He pursed his lips when Barry mentioned being hungry.
"You're always starving, aren't you?" He joked, calculating the recalibration of one of the drones Cisco had been working on. Barry smiled.
"I could go for a burger…." He smiled, watching the doctor's expression change to surprise, then his smiled cracked, which made him look years younger.
"I think that's a yes." He grinned. Eobard almost tore his credit card from his back pocket, leaving his wallet flopped open on the table. Barry laughed.
"I take it they're your favorite?" He smiled wide, learning something new about him was exciting…he wanted to know all he could about him, and then share himself with him as well. He scooted close to accept the card, only for him to hide it behind his back, which made Barry squeal in delight. He leaned forward and nipped at the doctor's chin, making him turn and Barry pressed his tongue against the shell of his ear.
"Ahhh…" He gasped slightly and turned his face and kissed him, slower… kneading his hands through his hair with a sigh. Eobard purred against his lips… how was he going to get anything done now? He chuckled and pulled back, Barry's eyes widened, startling him. He shifted and looked behind him, seeing Caitlin walk into the lab, eyes glued down at her phone.
They both breathed hard and glanced at each other. Eobard shoved the card in his hand and glared at him. Barry smiled nervously and took the card.
Barry POV
He turned away, unable to hide his mad grin, attempting to scurry past Caitlin who was staring at him with wide eyes. Barry shook his head and glanced back towards the doctor, he was turned towards the computers. He phone buzzed as he went out the door.
What the hell Barry?!
He cringed and dared to answer her…
Yes?
A second beep filtered through just as he hit the send button.
Did you two do something?
Barry pushed the buttons quickly.
How did you know?
Caitlin answered quickly in all caps.
YOU ARE GLOWING!
Barry winced and told her they could talk later. She seemed content with that answer as he rushed around town and towards the restaurant.
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Eobard POV
He shifted uncomfortably in his chair, adjusting his shoulder and he felt something staring at him, he turned and saw Caitlin, ogling him like he was some reality TV show.
"Can I help you Dr. Snow?" He almost snapped, but drew the tone inward so she caught nothing malicious from his lips.
"N…Nothing." She stammered and sat beside him, staring rather inappropriately. Eobard could feel his cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"What? Is there something on my face?" He turned and folded his arms over his chest.
"No…" She chided and poked at her phone silently. He turned back towards the computer and takked away quietly, until they could hear Cisco come in.
"Let's get started on the drone!" He clapped his hands together and neared the doctor and booted up his computer and started working on the finishing touches of the drone.
They were outside and gathered around, the drone buzzing with a venomous hiss through the air, Barry darted across the runway. His lithe form…the way he moved, Eobard loved it. He shifted and turned his red heel, making the older man stiffen in his chair. He saw him turn around and run towards the missile, making Eobard lean forward in his chair, toe stepping off the ground.
Barry caught the missile and aimed it around, exploding the drone.
He sighed and leaned back, darting around to see if anyone had seen him, but by their expressions. they seemed far more preoccupied with Barry's accomplishment. Cisco mentioned how he was the reverse flash…He held up and hand and pointed at nothing as he spoke,
"He's got red lightning; Barry has yellow, Barry has the red suit…and he has a yellow suit, Flash is good and this dude is totally evil….The Reverse Flash." He smiled while Barry scoffed and turned away with a grimace.
"I don't know….I kind of like it." Eobard couldn't stop the smile that was plastered on his face.
"He said it himself." Cisco held up his arms with a dignified frown.
After some conversation…. Eobard winced inwardly as he watched Barry devour what could have been a thousand hamburgers… He stared in awe. He wanted one too, but Barry needed it more… He needed the obscene amount of calories. He was looking down in his lap when Barry pushed one of the cardboard boxes in his hand beneath the table. He couldn't hide his smile. Barry got up and then Cisco mentioned about getting a second drone out and that it had lasers.
"No…" He and Caitlin answered in unison before Barry could shrug and then after the training they decided to take a break. Somehow, he and Barry ended up back at the police station and Barry went on about how the Man in the Yellow Suit could just as easily storm in and kill everyone, but he chose not to. Barry didn't understand having that kind of power and not putting it on a proper display because he was sinsiter…evil. Eobard turned and watched the kid visibly shudder. The corner of his mouth curved slightly and he placed his palm over it as Joe rambled on….and on. He rolled his eyes and joined the conversation, throwing in bits about how they will get him.
Barry POV
He sat at lunch with Caitlin and she went on about how Ronnie made her try Indian food and she was scared, but he made everything better. He discovered how F.I.R.E.S.T.O.R.M. was an acronym. They would find Ronnie with her help. He read through the article about transmutation and how Dr. Stein was a part of all this, but he'd gone missing since the particle explosion. He told her to be careful about meeting one of the authors, Jason Rush. He seemed panicky and nervous. Her texts came in while Barry was stationed at Nira's Kitchen. She was sitting beside him as he poked the screen of his phone. She placed a hand on his arm, calming him.
"Sorry…" He fumbled with his phone and set it down beside his arm.
"It's alright." she smiled at him and put a hand over his, "How did it go with the….professor?" She hinted.
"Doctor…and his name is Harrison." Barry smiled, green eyes glittering with amusement. She grinned and he told her how certain he was about all of this.
"He and I…." He blushed, cute as ever, "I spent the night at his house last night." He whispered and she smiled.
"I bet that was exciting." She chuckled.
"It was magic." He grinned.
"I… Umm…. I have a question for you about him….if that's alright with you." She seemed wary.
"Anything at all… You're a good friend to me and I trust you." Barry curled his fingers around hers.
"I have… abilities…some, I don't even know how to explain." She whispered. He scooted closer, taking the oxygen between them.
"Yeah?" He face lit up and she got nervous, "It's okay I won't say anything." He finished.
"Well… his legs, did he lose the use of them in the accident?" She asked.
"Y…yeah." Barry chewed his lip.
"I think I know a way I can fix that." she looked at him with utter sincerity.
"Really?!" He smiled and hugged her without warning, "I can't thank you enough…and what…how?" He mumbled.
"Like I said before…. I can't really explain it, but I think….If I'm correct, then I can at least try." She smiled. He nodded and checked his phone for the next message, but Caitlin hadn't answered. Barry felt a wave of worry wash over him.
"I think something has happened." He furrowed a brow and Nira rose from the table.
"Do you think Caitlin is alright?" She asked.
"I don't know….she went to meet a co-author about a paper that was government-involved and I think she may have gotten into some kind of trouble." Barry nodded as she handed him a to-go bag, his suit was inside. He smiled and hugged her swiftly and rushed out the door and into his familiar red suit.
Snart sent out a video with Caitlin Snow ordering the Flash to come to Fifth and Main…or the woman would die. Barry sat upright as the team continued to devise a plan to get her back.
"So these two guns would…cancel each other out." Eobard stated and Cisco mentioned how it was like Ghostbusters and then how the film had been rather scientifically accurate. Barry hadn't found out about the video until Joe had called. He raced back to the police station, desperate to help her.
Barry was ready for the world to know that the Flash was real.
He was ready to face off Heatwave and Captain Cold.
"Barry are you okay? You know what to do." Eobard spoke over the comm, soothing his mind and calming him, "Yeah I know I have to get them to cross their beams." He answered. He ran around and Eddie had run out and saved him with the shield, but Barry managed to grab him and drag him back towards safety. He let go and figured out that going slow was the option he needed in order to get them to cross, the voice he longed for came over the channel and he could hear the tiny wet sound of a smiled forming. Barry knew that he was smiling at him on the other end, he didn't know how to explain it…but he just knew. He got hurt in the fray, but not long after… Snart and his accomplice were getting cuffed and brought to the station. Caitlin had been saved by Joe and Cisco. Barry could finally breathe and relax for a minute. He was back at home and sitting on the couch with Joe while they talked about how Iris was almost done packing her things. Barry would miss her, but that also meant he got full reign of the upstairs area. Joe didn't mind what he did with it, as long as it wasn't cluttered, but his lack of wanting to go upstairs….Barry was sure that it was safe. He smiled and felt his phone buzz.
Hey Barry…
He looked and saw that Harrison accepted his friend request online and had started messaging him. It was difficult to not grin like an idiot as he responded.
What are you doing? Is Caitlin feeling better? He hit send as Joe rambled on while Bar Rescue came on the TV.
She's fine and settled in early for bed. What are YOU up to? He sent a winking face. Barry snorted and responded.
Watching TV with Joe…not much really, did you have plans? He waited for an answer, but a few minutes passed and he couldn't hide the disappointment and jammed his phone in his pocket. He felt it buzz again, and ripped it from his pocket.
Harrison had sent a picture of Barry's cinema card squished against his cheek and he was smiling. Barry chuckled outwardly and answered.
When?! Barry stared…
Now…Come on… before the theatre gets sold out and we have to fight our way in with light sabers…
Barry grinned and hopped off the couch, "I think I'm going to a late movie tonight…with Cisco." He added, nervous about lying to Joe, but he had a nagging feeling that he wouldn't like if he discovered that it was Harrison… Barry smiled and Joe curled up on the couch, staring blankly at the TV and laughed after watching Joe Tarver scream at a bartender. Barry zoomed up the stairs and dug around his closet for a nice date outfit. He looked over towards the back of the closet and opted for his graphic t-shirt of the original trio. He grabbed his coat and slipped on some red converse, hoping they'd get something to eat afterwards…he was always starving. He shouted goodbye to Joe and was out the door, hitting the street with a gratifying force. He stopped by Caitlin's and saw that she was asleep through the window and he continued along, finding Cisco basking in the hazy blue glow of a TV and his gaming headphones on, shouting at the TV and laughing. He felt streaks of excitement rush through him and he continued on, happy he made the detours. He checked on Iris and saw that she was talking with Eddie in the kitchen; he was ebbing with joy as he rushed through neighborhoods, not fast enough to break windows. He turned the corner and went up the familiar walk and stabbed the doorbell with his thumb, feeling weird about having to ask to come in….after everything they'd done, but he respected him and he waited, anticipation churning in his gut. The door clicked and a wave of warm air washed over him. He stepped in and Wells was nowhere in sight.
"Hello?" He looked genuinely surprised, kind of cool how the lock was automated. He followed the doctor's voice and found him in the expansive living room.
"Oh….MY GOD!" He screeched as he looked at his mentor, clad in a black Jedi robe.
"No way!" He shouted and grabbed at the long sleeves as Harrison chuckled beneath the almost caricature-like hood.
"I can't believe you have one of these." He squealed like the nerd he was and felt up the material, enjoying how the doctor's blue eyes lit up.
"I couldn't go alone…" He smiled and he had something curled up under his arm. Barry screamed again childishly and grabbed the bundle, snapping out a brown robe.
"We are so going as nerds…" He laughed without a care in the world.
"Welcome…to the Dark Side…we have chimichangas." He laughed with him and Barry pulled it on and grinned boyishly. He leaned down and slipped to his knees, hugging him, robes blended around them. He felt the warmth of his arms and then he hot hit by something metal.
"Oww..wha…" Barry's jaw dropped again when a lightsaber was held in front of him. He gushed and took it.
"Red?" He tilted his head.
"Yeah, for the Flash." the doctor grinned, watching him.
"Well…" He was almost pouting, "what color is yours?" He turned with his lip trapped against his lower lip. The doctor smiled and lit up his, purple igniting against his face.
"Mace Windu?" He paused, grinning.
"No, I just like purple…" He smiled and waved it at him, Barry couldn't resist and play-fought with him for a few minutes until he glanced at his watch.
"Oh no!" He gawked, "we gotta go!" He clicked the saber off and grabbed the handles of Wells' chair. He knew they could have drove, but some part of him loved sharing his speed with Harrison, like it bonded them deeper together and in seconds, they were at the front of the neon lights of the theatre. He eagerly swiped his card and they were getting popcorn in a Star Wars bucket and an almost equally obscene-sized soda and candy from every shelf that was there. The card had burned a hole in Barry's pocket and then they were given VIP access because Harrison couldn't run up the stairs like everyone else. He grinned at Barry as they were in their own little private room.
"God, I'm so excited!" Barry gushed, leaning closer over the armrests where the drinks were kept. He felt the warmth of Harrison's chest and scooted closer, yearning for more. He cooed quietly and then turned.
"Wait…nobody can hear us in here…" He quirked a brow.
"No way…I am not missing this movie." the doctor smacked his arm playfully, making the young speedster gape and chuckle, hiding his face under his hood in shame.
Eobard POV
He could have died from the boy and his cuteness. He was the whole package and he didn't want to share it…with anyone. He wrapped his arm over his back, Barry's head in his lap. He felt a tug at his shoulders and Barry was leaning up for a kiss. Nobody could tell who them were in these ridiculous robes anyway. He grinned before capturing his warm lips in a heated kiss.
"Mfff…" He gasped slightly as Barry pulled at his lower lip with his teeth. He groaned, his pants suddenly seemed too tight and he shifted his weight, trying to get comfortable.
"Barry…" He whispered, poking him roughly, making him curl over in his lap. He faced the screen and sat more upright at the Star Wars titled exploded on the screen. Everyone around them cheered enthusiastically and Barry screamed too, making Eobard laugh in reciprocation. He wrapped his arms around his hip as storm troopers appeared on screen. Hours went by and he rubbed his eye, lifting his glasses. He hadn't blinked for what could have been seven hours for all he knew. Then midway into the film, they both screamed and grabbed blindly at each other.
"What the fuck…" He whispered, feeling Barry's heart rate hammer in his chest against him in excitement. He chewed popcorn, spilling some of it on Eobard as the held hands.
After over three hours of solid movie, they sat there and absorbed the atmosphere… Looking completely elated and pleased.
"That… was good…" Eobard mumbled against Barry, who turned and curled up against him again.
"I can't believe what they did…" Barry snorted.
"Hungry?" Eobard looked down at Barry who smiled wide in return and they were heading out of the movies. The scarlet speedster chuckled and nodded towards a building.
"It's pretty late, but there's a steakhouse over there." He nodded. Eobard lifted a brow.
"What's steak?" He watched Barry's expression widen into astonishment.
"Yep, we're going!" He turned his chair towards it, not caring if the doctor protested how it was automated.
"I can't believe you've never had steak before." Barry's wild-eyed childish expression brought a smiled to Eobard's face.
"I found the villain to be a bit weepy." He argued. and Barry laughed as he buttered some bread and tor it in half, giving him half of it.
"The best part was the tantrum…" He shoved the bread into his mouth and chewed, "when the storm troopers turn back around.." Eobard laughed and chewed the edge of the crust.
"Definitely the highlight of the film." They both laughed and then the waiter brought them steaming plates of food. Eobard smelled it and he could feel his veins widening to take whatever toll this would do to his veins as he stabbed it with a fork and cut off a piece and shoved it into his mouth.
"MMM!" He blue eyes widened, thick brows raising over his black frames, making Barry laugh.
"I'm never…nom…eating anything else again." He muffled between bites.
"Try this." Barry smiled and poured some A-1 sauce on part of it and he made another face and then a loud sound that was anything short of obscene and inappropriate. Barry laughed the whole way through dinner as they talked about the best parts and worst parts of the film.
"I feel… Kylo could have done better." He shrugged his shoulders. Barry waved his fork in the air, "No way, you can't get more evil than that." He argued.
"Darth Vader will always be the best villain." He countered, leaving no room for argument as Barry nodded. They finished quickly, getting the waiter's attention as he came back over with a scowl on his face.
"I need six more of these to go…" Eobard smiled as the waiter made a face at him, questioning his sincerity.
"Now…" He growled, "and throw in two of these." He waved the drained bottle of steak sauce.
"You'll have to pay extra for those." He added in a posh tone.
"Then get it done or I'll call the manager." He snapped back with as much resentment. The waiter left in a huff.
"What a dick…" He grumbled and Barry snorted a laugh, almost spitting his root beer all over the place. Only a few minutes later and sealed white boxes arrived. Eobard smiled to himself, but Barry noticed and responded in kind with a surprised giggle. He stiffened when Barry rubbed a socked foot against his knee. His small grin widened and he got a bag, placing the styrofoam packages inside, it didn't take long for them to be heading out the door, Eobard didn't leave a tip. Barry helped him outside and they started to walk around aimlessly, neither of them wanting to leave one another. Eobard smiled as he listened to Barry's footsteps. He leaned back and looked up at him, his face illuminated by the moonlight, which forced a grin on both their faces. They kept going, Eobard didn't really care where they ended up…
Barry kept walking, the sounds of the wheels clanking against the sidewalk. He was quiet for a moment, but Barry opened his mouth.
"Why do you tip Nira at that restaurant so much?" He asked. Eobard started up, "Because she's important to me." He stated, bringing Barry to a stop. The speedster turned and faced him.
"How, what for?" He seemed cautious, making the hairs on the back of Eobard's neck rise.
"Because she is a metahuman…." He folded his arms over his chest protectively.
"Oh…" Barry's expression softened, seeming pleased with that response. A sudden weight of tension seem to lift off of them both.
"Were you worried it was something else?" He scoffed, making Barry blush. Eobard could tell, even in the darkness, he could sense the blood rushing to his face.
"I don't want to leave…" Barry whispered, tears glittering in his green eyes.
"I know…" Eobard panted as Barry moved close, sinking to his knees and leaning in, hugging him. He dug his fingers through the older man's hair, sighing softly against his chest. He could feel literal pain in his chest as a sob escaped his lips, making Barry pull back in surprise.
"S..sorry…" He covered his mouth, not realizing that the sound he heard had come from his own mouth…He hadn't imagined that…
Barry leaned in and kissed him again, wrapping his arms around his torso.
Barry POV
He sighed against his mouth and let out a whimper. These goodbyes were getting harder and harder to deal with. He'd have a problem….. he had a problem…
He sighed against him and pulled back, rising to his feet and smiled, despite the ripping feeling in his chest. He clenched his fists around the handles and pushed him along the sidewalk until they reached the main road. Barry flagged town a taxi and they took their time getting into it. Barry felt warmth fill his insides as he leaned his head against his shoulder. His fingers found their way to his, sinking them between his. He could feel his pulse against the sensitive space between his fingers. He liked how it felt… a vague reminder of how something else had felt against his hands. He rubbed his knees together nervously, causing the older man to look down and notice. The cab was dark, which made the doctor smile. Barry hadn't noticed until the radio turned on.
Hello from Adele came on. Barry squeezed his hand tighter and turned his body against his. He felt a shudder emanulate from the doctor… He rubbed his face harder against his chest, taking in his thick sultry scent. He let out a small sound and looked up at him, unable to stop himself, even if he wanted to. The doctor gave him a chaste kiss, lingering slightly as he pulled away. He cooed quietly in his ear as he turned his head. Barry's sweat-slicked hand slid against Eobard's. He let out an uncomfortable sound, but grinned wide when the doctor wiped his hand on his pant leg and grabbed the top of hi shand this time, making the bottom of it cold.
Barry shuddered. He wanted to stay with him again…badly….desperately…
Barry clenched his hand into a fist, the doctor sensed it and tightened his grip. The atmosphere between them thickened, filling with his scent… Barry sucked in as much of it through his lungs as he could, wanting to burn from the inside out from the intensity….the gravity of being in each other's presence.
"Hnnn…." He whispered against his neck as the cab rolled up in front of the doctor's ridiculously big house. Barry nuzzled his neck, placing little quiet kisses there before pulling away with a soft whine. He moved over on the seat, a coldness washing over them both as he opened the door to get his chair from the trunk. He struggled to get it open and set it aside the door, helping him in his chair.
"Thank you Barry…for tonight." He whispered. Barry's smile widened and he leaned in and kissed him full on the mouth, taking some of his breath along with it, making him gasp slightly.
"Goodnight Harrison." He cooed and hugged him before he started up the walk, the mechanical sound leaving tire tracks on Barry's heart. He chewed his lip as he watched him disappear behind the door in a soft glow of yellow light. Barry felt a punch in his side as he left, wanting to stay, but he couldn't… He picked at his sleeve and got back into the cab. He looked down and saw enough cab fare for him to get home, even though he didn't really need it. The cab roared back to life and started again, pulling out along the road. Barry was getting edgier and more nervous as the distance between them widened.
"Right here…" He said out loud, uncertain exactly what to say when it dawned on him that the cab driver didn't know his real address.
"Thanks…" He grinned, setting the stack of twenties on the passenger seat while the man driving smiled wide.
"I wish all my clients were as generous as you!" He grinned. Barry almost squealed in delight as he slammed the door and walked towards the front of a darkened stately-looking house. He waited until the taxi left and zipped along the road… finding his house.
"I'm not….this doesn't make me a stalker, does it?" He asked himself quietly, carefully making is way towards one of the shaded windows. He peeked through a slit and watched him. He saw his wheelchair, but it was empty.
"Oh no!" He suddenly filled with a stinging feeling, terrified that he'd fallen or something. He ran to the door and jerked the knob, pushing it open with a rush of air. He was too pent up to even scream as he looked around the large house. He stopped short in the doorway, his face paled.
Harrison Wells was standing, his cobalt eyes widened, heat rushing to his face with a small glass in his hand, dropping it. The glass shattered on the floor, echoing rainbow prisms of light as they tumbled upward spiraling at their feet.
Barry couldn't think… He couldn't even imagine why…or how he was standing on two legs. Tears filled his eyes…
He wanted to cry…he was angry at him. He couldn't believe he'd done this… lied to him about something so…strange…but important.
"I can explain." He opened his mouth and Barry pushed himself forward and slapped him, forcing a hiss from him.
"Don't you even…" Barry warned, too angry to say much else, "You have nothing….else to say to me…" Barry was livid. The doctor took a step towards him, causing Barry to flinch. He wasn't used to this.
He was tall too…
Barry sucked in a sob as Eobard met his face, his left cheek stained a harsh pink from Barry's hand. He took his face in his hands and Barry shook his head back and forth angrily, tears slipping through the doctor's fingers.
"How could you do this to me….to us?" He cried out. The older man leaned forward and kissed him…hard.
Barry whimpered, going limp in his arms.
"Shhh…" He whispered, petting his hair and whispering soothing words into his ear. Barry grabbed at him, trying not to hit the floor.
"I… I don't want us to be over…" He screamed against his chest. The older man rubbed his back and pulled Barry against his chest, despite the speedster being two inches taller than he. His fingers dug into Barry's back, forcing another sob from him.
Eobard POV
He couldn't believe he'd been stupid enough to get caught, but he made the assumption that Barry went home, even though he wanted him to stay.
"I'm sorry Barry…people are after me and they stay away if they see me suffering." He spoke, his voice breaking at the end. He hadn't meant to hurt Barry, but he couldn't fix it. His hands pulled at Barry, feeling his convulsions and sobs. It gave a piercing stab in his soul.
"I had to…" He petted his head. Barry pulled back, with a red face and hit him again. Eobard's brow furrowed and his jaw tensed as Barry slapped the other side of his face. His hand shook and his slaps got weaker. Eobard grabbed his hand and kissed it, pressing it against his hot face.
Barry whined and dug his fingers through his hair, closing his hands into fists. Eobard let out a soft noise and dared to leaned forward and kiss him. Barry flinched against him, but seconds later, he was pawing at his face. He didn't deepen the kiss because Barry was too tense. The kid's sobs lessened into quiet breathing. He wiped his face over the collar of Eobard's shirt and curled up against his chest, falling into a heavy slumber. Eobard ran his hands over his back.
"I'm sorry Barry…" He sighed against him, grunting as he lifted his knee and rose from the floor. He tucked Barry against his chest. He had to get him home…. He sighed and pulled him flush against his chest and opened the door.
It was 1 am so no one was out anymore. He felt red sparks lap at him as his body blurred and crackled to life, his eyes igniting a brilliant red. He glanced down and in seconds he was standing in front of Barry's house. He shifted his heel and ran up the side of the roof. He nudged the window opened by phasing his foot through and kicking the lock. He carefully made his way in and set him on the bed carefully. He pulled back the red and blue comforter and covered him. He leaned in and kissed his forehead, seeing a ten year old Barry in his mind when he closed his eyes. He couldn't believe how far he'd come from being such a monster… he was changing…ad he knew it.
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Barry has a lot to go over when Hartley attacks Harrison at his house and how much he can trust Eobard. The Man in the Yellow Suit has a lot of trust to build up.