It's not Leather

Everyone in the West household was still getting used to their new houseguests and the strange dynamics that came with them. Having a young couple living in their house with them made things a bit awkward to say the least. It was made worse by the fact that they looked exactly like Barry and Iris. The young pair were clearly very much in love, and they didn't seem to be able to keep their hands off each other. They had been married for two years, but they acted like newlyweds with the way they were always touching and doting on each other.

E2 Iris always lingered on her husband, wiping the corner of his lip when he had food on it, straitening his glasses for him, running her fingers affectionately through his hair, and quickly pecking him on the lips by way of greeting every time she hadn't seen him for a short while.

E2 Barry wasn't much better. He was always wrapping a hand around his wife's waist, pulling her closer to him. He always seemed to be touching her, his hand pressed against the small of her back to lead her through doorways and, occasionally, even brushing up against her ass.

The small gestures and touches didn't go unnoticed by the other occupants of house. Iris watched them closely with curiosity, while Joe had to stop himself from glaring at the young couple or from knocking E2 Barry's lights out. He kept reminding himself that the two of them were married and that it wasn't really his daughter that the other Barry was touching all the time.

Unless you count the one time that it was his daughter. Thankfully Joe wasn't there to see that awkward exchange though. Iris was alone washing the dishes after dinner one night when she suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around her. She stiffened when she felt E2 Barry press his body against hers from behind.

"Umm," she said awkwardly, not moving a muscle. E2 Barry was oblivious to her lack of response though. He was too busy pressing light kisses to what he thought was his wife's neck.

"Umm, Barry?" she squeaked. She could feel all of the contours of his body pressed up against hers and his strong arms wrapped securely around her. When she felt his hot breath on the nape of her neck, she felt a heat rising up inside of her, and her face started to feel flushed when he spoke in a low husky voice in her ear.

"I just found something in the other Barry's nightstand drawer that you and I could put to good use," he said to her in a seductive tone that she had never heard come from Barry's voice before, "I want to fuck you till you can't see straight."

"Barry!" she squealed, breaking free from his hold and spinning around to face him. E2 Barry looked at her with a confused expression.

"You don't think he'll mind, do you?" he asked her, straightening his glasses nervously, "I don't think he'd even notice if a few went missing…"

"Barry, I—"

"I know what you're going to say," he said, cutting her off, "It would be weird being in your dad's house, but we can just pretend we're in our house. Or we can pretend like we're back in high school, sneaking around like old times. It'll be fun. Kinky even."

Iris tried not to laugh at how enthusiastic E2 Barry was. He had just went from sexy and seductive to adorable and fumbling in a matter of seconds.

"Barry, I'm not—"

She was cut off abruptly when his lips crashed into hers, silencing her and taking her completely by surprise. Before she even had a chance to react, he broke away from her, his face inches away from her own and hands wrapping tightly around her, pulling her hips up against his own.

"Please, Baby. I want you so bad," he whispered, resting his forehead against her shoulder, "We've been on the run for so long. I just want to be with you. I don't want to waste this opportunity."

"Barry," Iris tried again, "I'm not your—"

"What is going on in here?" Iris heard another voice ask loudly, and she recognized the voice to be her own. E2 Barry pulled away from their awkward embrace to see his wife standing in the doorway, staring wide-eyed at the two of them. He looked back at Iris and then at his wife again, back and forth between the two identical women with a horrified look on his face.

"Oh my gosh," he said abruptly, taking a full step back from Iris as if she was suddenly toxic. "Baby," he said to his wife, "I'm so sorry. I thought she was…"

E2 Barry's face was bright red, and he looked like he wanted to self-destruct on the spot. Iris felt the same way, wishing she could just disappear. She wished she were anywhere but here, standing in this awkward kitchen with the earth 2 couple. What had she gotten herself into?!

E2 Iris just stood there, looking at her husband, whose ears were now also red, and then at the earth 1 version of herself, who was looking at the floor with a mortified expression on her face. After a few painful seconds, E2 Iris couldn't stop herself from erupting with laughter.

"Oh, honey," she laughed, striding up to her husband to wrap her arms around his neck, "Forget being late for our wedding. I am never going to let you live this down. Ever."

You could've fried an egg on E2 Barry's face with how badly it was burning. Iris could feel her face burning too from the awkward situation. She escaped the kitchen as soon as possible, and none of them mentioned what had happened in the kitchen to Joe or Barry. Iris thought she would die of embarrassment if they knew about it.

Throughout the rest of the night, her face would heat up every time she thought about the whole exchange. When she was lying in bed later that night, however, she felt as if her entire body was heating up when as she revisited the memory, but she was heating up in a completely different way. Something inside her purred when she thought about how Barry's body had felt pressed up against her own. How Barry's lips had felt against her neck along with his hot, tickling breath. How Barry's tongue had felt when it just barely breeched past her lips when he kissed her, as if to tease her. No. Not Barry's. Earth two Barry's. And it wasn't her that he was kissing. He had thought he was kissing his wife. It wasn't real. None of it was real.

Iris of course then couldn't help but picture a scenario in which it was real. A scenario that didn't include an earth two Barry, but her Barry. The real Barry. A scenario where they weren't interrupted…

No. She couldn't seriously be thinking about this! This is Barry we're talking about! She can't be picturing him this way. It wasn't right. She didn't feel that way about him. At least, she didn't think she did…

Iris was never going to get any sleep with all these thoughts about Barry bouncing around in her head. It didn't help that she knew what was probably going on in Barry's bedroom right next to her. At least they had the curtesy to be quiet about it. Or maybe their little kitchen mix up had killed the mood. Ugh. She was not seriously thinking about this right now. She was not seriously lying in bed straining her ears to see if she could hear the earth 2 versions of her and Barry going at it. That would just be weird.

…..

Barry was seriously starting to miss his bedroom. He didn't really mind sleeping on the couch. It was just a bit of an inconvenience for him considering all of his clothes and possessions were in his room, and he didn't exactly want to intrude on the young married couple. That would just be awkward. The only problem was that they liked to sleep late, and he had to get ready for work in the morning. He quickly learned that he had to pull out whatever clothes and things he needed for the next day ahead of time so he wouldn't have to intrude on them in the morning as he was getting ready. Every now and then he would forget something though, and he would just flash in and out of the room before they even knew he was there. Somehow, that made him just feel more creepy and awkward about it though.

E2 Barry didn't go to work with Barry again. After E2 Barry told him about the tense moment he had with Singh, Barry decided it wouldn't be smart to risk it, even if he found the idea of messing with his boss's head just a little bit funny. The young earth 2 couple didn't have much to do during the day, so they went to STAR labs. At least there they felt somewhat useful. They were able to help the others with formulating a plan against Zoom. E2 Barry, to Wells' dismay, started helping with the tachyon enhancement device.

When Barry arrived at STAR labs after work, it was to find E2 Barry and Harry in a heated argument as he walked past Cisco's workshop on his way to the cortex.

"I said I don't want your help!" Harry was growling at him, "I didn't ask you for advice!"

"You're not listening to me though," E2 Barry was saying enthusiastically, "If you apply Einstein's theory of relativity, you'll realize that as the tachyons gain speed, they'll also gain mass. You need to be able to compensate for this if you're going to contain—"

"As it happens, Allen, I happen to be an expert in micro technology, and…"

Barry didn't listen to the rest as he walked away, shaking his head. Those two were worse than Wells and Cisco together. The only difference was that E2 Barry idolized Harry, which also happened to annoy the shit out of the man.

"You're late, man," Cisco said as Barry entered the cortex.

"Sorry," Barry sighed, "Got held up by a last minute case that came in."

He changed quickly into his Flash suit and then looked around the room.

"Where's Caitlin?" he asked, seeing that Cisco and the two Iris's were the only ones in the room.

"I think she's calibrating the MRI machine," Cisco answered.

"For what?" Barry asked, "More tests?"

"Something about wanting a detailed 3D scan of your liver," Cisco said with a shrug, "If you ask me, her fascination with your organs and needing to take pictures of them is getting to be a bit creepy."

The two Irises laughed. Barry laughed too, but he felt somewhat uncomfortable. Caitlin did tend to go overboard sometimes.

Barry decided to start his daily patrol off by doing his usual surveillance loop through the city. After Barry had left on Flash duty and Cisco went to go see if Caitlin needed help calibrating her MRI machine, the two Irises were left alone in the cortex.

"So Iris," E2 Iris said slowly, "I think I owe you an apology. Well, really my husband does, but I don't think he can even look you in the eye right now, so I'm going to apologize for him."

"Please," Iris said with a dismissive wave of her hand, "It's fine. It was an accident."

"Still, I have to at least say sorry that my husband tried to shove his tongue down your throat."

Iris just laughed uncomfortably.

"It's okay," she said, smiling, "Really, he's a pretty good kisser."

She felt her cheeks burn after the words had escaped her lips. She looked nervously at E2 Iris, but the other woman only laughed.

"Yeah, he is, isn't he?" she giggled, "But I have to say, seeing your Barry running around in that suit has been a major turn on."

"W-what?" Iris asked.

"Well, I know it's not really him," E2 Iris said with an embarrassed giggle, "But seeing this version of my husband, so confident and strong, wearing that tight leather suit…It's pretty sexy, even if it's not really him."

Iris really didn't know what to say to that. Her earth 2 double sometimes had the bad habit of saying whatever awkward or embarrassing thing was on her mind. Even now, she continued on, bold and unabashed.

"My Barry wasn't too happy when I told him that," E2 Iris laughed, "I didn't think it was possible to get jealous of yourself, but my husband managed it somehow. He was fuming when I was talking about how good his ass looked in leather. But hey, can you blame me really?" she asked with a laugh.

"No," Iris found herself agreeing with a blush, "I don't blame you. Barry does look pretty great in red…and in leather."

Suddenly, Barry's voice rang out over the com system.

"Umm, you two know your hand is on the com, right?" Barry asked awkwardly.

Iris looked down in shock to see that she had been resting her elbow over the speaker button on the com system, allowing Barry to hear the better part of their conversation. Shit. How long had it been on? Had he heard everything?

"Oh, and it's not leather," Barry's voice continued, sounding a bit smug, "It's reinforced tripolymer—"

"Yeah, yeah, Barry. We get it," Iris shot back at him with a groan. She was not looking forward to seeing his self-satisfied grin to match his smug voice when he returned. Having their earth 2 doppelgangers around sure was making for some awkward moments between the two of them.