A/N: I'm an angsty, depressing mess after tonight's ep, so expect a dark fic soon. In other news, this chap and the next are my remaining fluff pieces. I thought I'd post since I didn't have a chance to earlier. Enjoy.

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She Laughed

To say she was moved was an understatement. Iris was completely, undoubtedly swept off her feet. She didn't know how he did it, but Barry Allen surprised her at every turn. She wished she'd dated him ages ago, wished she'd realized her feelings for him first and made the move he could not.

She also wondered too how he could possibly think she would say anything but yes.

So, looking down into his hopeful eyes, she decided she would spend her last moments as a girlfriend in the most horrible way. She would say no.

"What?" Barry asked, not really processing. It was obvious.

"No," she said again, giving no explanation.

Barry cleared his throat, still trying to process, to wrap his head around the response he'd gotten and what was the reason for it. He sat back on his heels and studied her.

"Is it because of Savitar?"

Iris tilted her head to the side and twisted her lips in consideration.

"Or because it's so soon after the Grodd attack?" he offered up, though he doubted that was it.

Iris pursed her lips, not looking at him and then tapped her lip with her finger.

A very strong possibility started to hit him hard over the head. His eyes narrowed.

"Are you…?"

Iris glanced down at him, tried to look terribly serious for a moment longer and then burst out laughing. Barry's eyes widened, but he still was left unsure about what exactly it meant.

"Does this mean…?"

"Yes!" she declared and then got down on her news in front of him. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him soundly on his lips. "Yes, you unbelievable dork, I will marry you." She kissed him ahead. "I'm going to marry you." And again. "And nothing on this earth or any earth or any timeline will stop me."

A long, aching, passionate kiss.

When Iris pulled away, Barry was grinning from ear to ear. Iris rolled her eyes, but she couldn't hide the smile plain on her face. She switched the bouquet from her left to her right hand and held her left out to him.

"Just put a ring on it, Flash. We don't have all night and I want some noodles."

Barry's smile somehow widened and he did as he was told.

"I love you," he said, shaking his head even as he said it.

Iris softened again and pulled his face to hers once more.

"I love you, too," she whispered, moaning into him and then pulling away. "Sex later," she declared. "Food now."

She got to her feet and darted to the kitchen. Nothing could take the smile off Barry's face. He stood and went after her and presented her with her meal. Her eyes widened with delight. He decided he was just dandy with her focusing on her food now instead. He'd get her to lose herself in him when they were tucked away in their darkened bedroom.

"Are you just the little bit unphased?" he asked where when her fork was halfway to her mouth.

"I'm sorry. What?" She tilted her head to the side.

He reached his hand across the table and brushed his thumb across her ring finger now adorned with the precious jewel he'd given her. He heard her quiet gasp and knew he had her.

Their eyes met across the table, both watering, both lips spread into a smile.

"I love you," she said.

He fought to swallow the lump in his throat.

"I love you, too," he said.

"I get to marry you." The giggle erupted, but she was crying too, so unbelievably happy.

She got up from her seat and rounded the table to him. She pulled him up and wrapped her hand around his neck, dragging his lips down to hers.

She bit her bottom lip, smiling ashamedly, tense and jumpy with excitement.

"I get to marry you."

Barry smiled into their kisses and felt a joy he never knew was possible. He held her tighter so he didn't run off and do something reckless just to alert people to his happiness. Only with Iris could he feel this way. Only her ever.