Forever there for you
Summary: There was a saying growing up, Soulmates in blue and friends in black. Now everyone has friends, but the one who's name was inked into your skin is said to be the one friend who'd never disappear and would do anything for you. These names could come and go, most appear after you've known someone for a long time. But for a certain group of people they've always had Barry written neatly across their skin in black.
Character(s):Martin Stein, Ronnie, Caitlin, Cisco, Earth-2 Harrison Wells, Jesse "Quick" Wells, Joe, Iris, Wally, Eddie Thawne, Captain Singh, Oliver, Felicity, Diggle, Roy, Ray Palmer, Thea, Leonard Snart, Lisa Snart, Mick Rory and a few others.
Warning(s): Spoilers, Soulmates, Platonic Soulmates, blood, panicking, introductions, awkwardness, fighting, feeling giddy, PLENTY OF AU-NESS GOING ON HERE, more warnings to be added later.
I do not own the Flash or the Arrow but I got bored and decided to write this, sorry if it sucks.
Chapter Two: Captain David Singh
For two years now Barry Allen's worked as one of the best damn CSI Singh's had at CCPD. But that didn't mean he forgave the kid for being late every single day. Literally, every single god damn day.
Today was no exception.
"Allen!" David yelled walking quickly into the kids lab. He expected the Marz case reports on his desk two hours ago. What he didn't expect was for the kid to be handling some type of chemicals when he came in and spill it all over his wrist.
Barry hissed and quickly dropped the open vile down onto his desk. In three quick strides Singh was by the kids side demanding to see his wrist.
"What?" Barry startled back staring at him oddly, "No. No it's fine. I'm fine."
"Allen just let me see." Singh demanded snatching Barry's sleeve and slowly peeling it back to expose red, semi-blistered skin. Signh pressed his thumb lightly to the skin while watching Barry's face for any sigh of pain but was startled to feel electricity creep across his left bicep where he knew in black ink the name Barry was scrawled.
That...That was surprising. Signh didn't realize he tightened his grip until Barry was trying to jerk his arm away from him. Numbly Signh let go and ordered Barry to go home early and get his wrist checked out.
Signh honestly didn't think the Barry in black ink on his bicep was the very same Barry Allen who's been late to everything. He thought since he's had Barry longer than he's had Rob's name in red then Barry must've been older than him, not younger.
But then again...Signh found he wasn't really surprised at all.
Here's chapter two~~
Sorry they're so short tho.