Prompt from TheLonelyWriter13. WestAllen where Iris keeps being oblivious both to him being Flash and his feelings and one day he finally confesses but she keeps not understanding until he spats.

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Barry was getting ready for lunch with Iris. Unfortunately her boyfriend would be there too, and he would be the third wheel. He knew he couldn't blame Iris, she was his best friend and didn't know how he felt. He left his apartment and headed to Jitters where he would meet Iris and Eddie.

He watched as they flirted and kissed right in front of him. Barry just sat there and pretended everything was okay.

Riiiing, Riiiing. Barry looked down at his phone. "I've gotta take this, sorry." He walked away as he answered the phone.

"There is something wrong with him. I swear it." Iris told her boyfriend.

Barry returned to the table. "I have to go. I'll talk to you later."

Barry left and Iris watched out the window but didn't see him pass by.

"You're right, he is acting kind of strangely." Eddie commented.

"Did you see what way he went?"

"No, why?"

"I didn't see him after he left, and-"

"Do not try to follow your best friend, Iris. That will not end well."

"Fine." Iris sighed.

Her phone buzzed. "Oh, Flash alert, gotta go."

"Iris," Eddie gave an exhausted sigh.

It had been two hours since the Flash had saved a school bus full of children from a telekinetic man. Iris sat waiting in Jitters expecting the Flash to come and tell her that she shouldn't have written about it. He did not disappoint. The next thing she knew she was standing on the roof.

"Iris," he sighed, modifying his voice.

"Spare me the lecture. I got it from my boyfriend, my dad, and my best friend in the last two hours."

"Well I'm going to give it to you again. It's dangerous. For heaven's sake you've already been kidnapped once because of it, so please, please stop." Iris could tell he cared about her more than as just another person living in his city, but she didn't understand why.

"Where did you come from?" she asked, expecting him to dodge the question like always.

"I've lived in Central City my whole life."

Iris took a few seconds to get over her surprise. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-five." (AN: If anyone knows his real age, I would love to know it.)

"How long have you had these powers?"

"Since the night the particle accelerator turned on and then malfunctioned."

"How did that give you super speed?"

"The particle accelerator went active, but the dimensional barrier ruptured and unleashed unknown energies, antimatter, dark energy, and X elements into our world. "

"You're doing my friend Barry's thing where you stop speaking English."

Flash sighed heavily. "Dangerous theoretical stuff mixed with a storm cloud, made a lightning bolt, it struck me, and I woke up from a coma nine months later with lightning speed."

"Barry got struck by lightning that night too and went into a coma for nine months. Are you saying he could be like you?"

The Flash stared at her. "Take a second and think, Iris." Barry was starting to think Iris thought he could never become anything close to a hero. How else could she be so oblivious to what he was saying?

"I'm confused."

"The statistical probability of someone being struck by lightning is slim, Iris, surviving it is also incredibly unlikely, surviving a nine month coma with no lasting damage is also incredibly rare. This happening to two people struck by a lightning bolt in a storm enhanced by theoretical particles on the same day, and in the same city? THAT WOULD NOT HAPPEN!"

"Barry?"

"Yes."

"Oh my gosh." She looked like she might pass out, and then she did.

Barry sped over to catch her. He took her back inside and set her on the counter. Slowly she came to.

"Hi, Barry. I just had a weird dream about you." She looked down at his suit. "Not a dream. Not the first time I've had a weird dream about you. Forget I said that."

"You babble after you pass out, good to know."

Iris smiled up at him. "Come closer."

Barry complied.

"Why did you act like you cared about me? Like more than a friend, or even a best friend."

"Because I love you, Iris." Barry moved even closer. "I always have." With that, Barry closed the remaining space between them and did what he had always wanted to do. He kissed Iris West.

I hope you like this one because it was probably the hardest one for me to write. Love ya.