/What a night.../ Leonard Snart groaned as he stumbled into his apartment compound hungover at 7:00 in the morning, pants missing, shirt ripped and one sock barely hanging on his right foot.
It wasn't the first time he'd walked home from a night out or one night stand if provided, but it was the first time he'd walked in this kind of condition with enough sufficient blackmail to warrant several comments from Mick when he got back, so he was almost glad no one was around to view him from an open window or door as he made his way to an elevator and pressed the buttons to open it.
Almost immediately as he walked in and the doors started to close, a sudden yelp was heard before a cacophony of footsteps and a hand suddenly shoved it's way in the door's trajectory, followed by a tall, lanky body that happened to trip over the elevator door seam with a loud squawk and failing arms, only to fall on top of Leonard as the doors closed fully and the elevator started to rumble upwards towards Leonard's floor.
Both of them groaned, his very close and personal companion from hitting his head on Leonard's chest and Leonard from the jarring of him hitting his chest and caused his already aching head to roll around, making it worse.
"Oh, god. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." The stranger suddenly started blabbing, obviously panicking. The doors were closing and I feel like crap so I just want to get home and…"
Leonard held out his free hand to stop him as his other tried in vain to silence the ringing in his head from hitting the elevator wall. "It's fine. You should just…" He looked up as he was saying it and felt like he couldn't breathe...that or he was in shock.
The stranger in front of him was tall, hell, he was a slight head higher than himself if you counted the hair...but his state of dress? Leonard won. All this stranger was wearing was a bunch of dirt marks, some Sharpie tattoos and drawings, the local baseball team, Central City Hornets, mascot plushie around his...nether regions and that was it except of the image on his forehead of...wait, was that…?
"Is that a swastika made out of dicks on your forehead?" Leonard struggled to keep in his laughter although it was hard and he almost cracked when the stranger's bright blue eyes bulged in shock and he quickly tried to find the nearest reflective surface in order to see exactly what he was talking about.
"Son of a...IRIS!" His half yell/half whine made Leonard start cracking, forgetting about his own state of dress as he had to sit down on the rumbling floor, howling as the stranger tried to glare at him...that just made him worse as it looked more like a puppy than the big scary effect it seemed he was hoping for.
"Are you quite done?" The stranger grumbled, red as a tomato as it was obvious he hated Leonard witnessing his humiliation. Leonard bit his lip to hold in his laughter and nodded, wheezing as he sat up. "Yep. Oh man, that was funny. You should have seen your face."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever…" The stranger pouted as he looked over Len, pausing to admire his tattoos that Leonard found you could see through the rips in his shirt before offering his hand. "Barry."
"Leonard." Len took the hand and shook it, letting go as Barry made his way beside him. "Let me guess, college party?"
"College alumini more like." Barry frowned. "I told my adoptive sister I didn't want to go, but she dragged me along anyway without my consent. You?" Leonard cracked a rare smile. "My sister got into a fight that escalated to the point where drunken me felt the need to step in." he flexed his hands as the felt his age kicking in and his whole body started aching along with his head. "My roommate's going to have a field day."
"Huh." Barry watched him in interest, blinking. "You don't seem to be the type to a have a roommate. I mean, I'm not trying to offend you or anything as you could probably beat me up, but-" "It's fine, kid." Leonard stopped him again, he really needed to do something about that rambling.
"Oh, right." Barry silenced after that, standing awkwardly in the corner till the elevator dinged one floor below Leonard's. Huh. "Your stop?" Leonard questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Yep. That's a long shower and a long argument in my future." Barry popped the 'p' on the end, shaking his head as he exited, but turned in the doorway. "See you round?"
"See you round." Leonard nodded as the doors closed. He watched Barry walk down the hallway all wobbly before they finally shut and took him to his floor, him not even thinking about it much after a while when Mick coerced him into planning a heist.
He didn't expect to see the kid in the elevator again, but when the Flash arrived and he finally got to see his nemesis's face after knowing his name, it was exactly like that night.
He practically stopped breathing, taken back to the poor kid last year in disarray and couldn't help, but start laughing, balancing himself against a tree as Barry paused his super serious talk in this stupid clearing to glare at him. "What the hell, Snart? What's so funny?"
Snorting, Leonard couldn't look at him for several minutes before he was able to talk without pissing himself. "Go Hornets."
Barry looked at him confused before two seconds before he looked like he was hit by a two by four, rose red and almost stricken at whatever memory came back. Leonard howled again, making Barry glare at him with a fervor that could only be described as betrayal. Leonard could hear Cisco, the tech guy he'd captured to get this lead practically, prepping him with questions.
"Are you done yet?" Barry grumbled at him exactly like the morning in question, Leonard having to wipe his eyes as he came closer, smirk permanently affixed on his face.
"Come on Barry, don't want to tell your friends about our inside joke? That swastika was pretty well made." Leonard wriggled his eyebrows and Barry went even redder, both of them hearing a quawk in the background before more questions followed.
Leonard shrugged as he backed off, turning his back as he walked off on Barry as he started spluttering, looking for a retort or a way to answer his friend's questions...or both. "You...you!"
"See you round, Red!" Leonard grinned like a Cheshire cat as he walked off. "Try not to get naked this time without a purpose!"
It took all of Leonard's willpower to not burst out laughing when Barry tried to stop him on the train, but it was worth it. Really, honestly worth it.
