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This is the only love triangle I support.

Prompt from Highlander 348. Flash cheekily taunts Iris that she will never unmask him, so she gets devious and devises a trap where Flash gets tied up and is now panicked as Iris comes in smiling like the cat that caught the canary as she slowly unmasks him while Barry protests like crazy.

Barry stood on the roof of Jitters looking at Iris. She was beautiful.

"Do you trust me, Flash?"

He hesitated. Of course he trusted her, but where was she going with this? "Yes, I trust you."

"Why won't you tell me your name?" Iris turned to face him. She wouldn't do anything that would endanger him; she wouldn't do something stupid and reckless like post his name on her blog. Iris just wanted to get to know her guardian angel as more than a masked man. She didn't even know what his real voice sounded like.

Barry sighed. He should have known it would be something like that. "Iris, uhhh, Iris, it's . . . too dangerous. I know you can take care of yourself, but these people that I fight . . . they're different. They are powerful, and I couldn't bear it if-if one of them got lucky and hurt you, o-or worse."

"Why me? Why is it me that you talk to?" Iris looked up at his face like she usually didn't have the courage to do.

Barry stepped closer to her and reached out to hug her like he did as Barry so often but pulled back at the last second.

"You are sincere. You care so much about the people around you, and you give more hope to this city than I do. I- I . . . never mind."

"No, what were you going to say?" Iris tilted her head in response to his lowered gaze.

"Nothing it's not important."

"Well, I kind of feel like it was. I want to hear it." She stepped closer to him.

"I-" He breathed the word. Barry was afraid of saying it and so was the Flash. "I love you, Iris."

"I- I think I might love you too, but-" Iris breathed deeply. She knew she felt strongly for him, but she felt the same way for Barry too.

"But, your boyfriend. Eddie." Barry sighed. He knew better than to think this would be easy. She was dating someone else that she loved, and she didn't even know who was telling her he loved her.

"No we broke up a few days ago." Iris looked him in the eye.

What? Why didn't she tell me?

"Then . . . who?" He asked then hastily added, "If you don't mind me asking."

"I'm sorry. I don't really want to say anything more until I can straighten out my thoughts and figure out my own feelings. I don't want to lead you on, or- or do anything wrong."

"Well, you're not getting this mask off, so I don't have room to judge." He smiled at her, more sincerely than he thought he'd be able to, and tried to lighten the mood.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that. I'm a bit more cunning than you think." She was glad that he had tried to lessen the tension that was building between them. Iris could not lose him. It wasn't a possibility she could even think of. She didn't know why it was so hard for her, they hadn't known each other very long, but it felt like forever. Being with him was just as natural as being with Barry, even if it was a little more mysterious.

They teased each other about their secrets for a while. It felt so comfortable, he didn't hide like he felt he had to as Barry; the guy she'd known forever. It was nice. It was easy. He tried not to let her catch him staring, but she did- more than once.

Soon it was time for him to go and time for her to start plotting how to get the mask off. She figured that if she could solve that problem, she could solve any problem, including what to do about her feelings for Barry and the Flash. While she hoped for an easy answer like; she only felt like she loved the Flash because he's an interesting mystery, or she only felt like she loved Barry because he had been her best friend her whole life, but she knew that it couldn't be as simple as that.

About two weeks later she called the flash to come meet her. She had a plan. It wasn't a perfect plan, and it probably wouldn't work very well with someone who had super speed, but she only had so much to work with. It didn't seem right to enlist Barry's help in this, so she had had to plan it alone.

There were trip wires all around the rooftop and only Iris knew where they all were. She had place two chairs up there; one booby trapped, one normal. (She just had to make sure to get to that one first if the trip wires didn't work well enough.) Her coworkers had all given her odd looks when he went to the roof at every break she had in those two weeks, but she was thinking her plan might be worth all of it.

There were other traps too, but tripping him and then tying him was the best chance she had. Right? After all he couldn't run away if he couldn't stand up.

She waited in the main area of Jitters, excited to try out her crude trap.

Her excitement only grew when she was whisked away to the roof. If he recognized that her heart was beating even faster than usual, he didn't show it.

It didn't take the speedster very long to fall prey to one of the trip wires. Rope. She forgot the rope. How was she supposed to tie him down now? How could she have done all of this and forgot rope?

But maybe she didn't need it. The Flash had turned face up while she had been thinking, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry to stand up, and she didn't think he had really realized she was trying to do.

She went over to him and sat on his stomach with one leg on either side of him, successfully pinning him down. Iris yanked the trip wire loose and tied his wrists.

That was when Barry realized what he was trying to do.

"Iris, did you not listen when I told you how dangerous it was for you to know my identity? Dangerous metahumans will threaten you and possibly your family. Iris, please, trust me." Barry pled with her but at the same time he really wanted her to know, so it would be two less secrets that he was keeping from his friend. It wouldn't be just two less, it would be none. He would have no secrets left, and he let himself imagine what that would feel like.

He wanted Iris to know so badly, but Barry reminded himself how much danger she would be in constantly, and he knew that he couldn't force that life on her. In the end it proved that he was not the one to choose whether her life was put in that danger, she was. She tore his mask off and pulled back in surprise.

It now made sense how she could love two men equally. It was a simple answer, just not one that she would ever had guessed; she was in love with two different sides of one man.

Barry waited for yelled words, or a weight lifting off his stomach and leaving. What he got was his best friend's body pressed further against his chest as she leaned down to kiss him.

"I love you too, Bear."