Eobard Thawne One Shots

Eobard Thawne x Reader/Movies and Cuddles

Eobard has been on a mission for three months. THREE MONTHS he's been gone leaving you at home all by yourself. You were sitting down on the couch watching Transformers. Eobard's favorite movie series because it reminded him of home. Then all of a sudden you saw your drink begin to levitate. In a split second, Eobard zoomed in and was in the bedroom.

"Oh hell no, you are not running into the bedroom before coming to see me." You mutter as you make your way to you're shared bedroom and open the door. Eobard already has his suit jacket off and is taking off his pants when you jump him and pin him to the bed. You grab his black undershirt collar and pull him into a kiss.

"Mm you" Kiss "Missed" Kiss "Me this" Kiss "Much?" He's finally able to get out in-between your smooches.

"Of course I did you left me here worried sick for three months when you said you'd be back in five minutes." You say eyes starting to tear up. Eobard leans up and pulls you into a hug pushing your face to the crock of his neck. He tangles his fingers in your (H/C) tresses and rubs small circles on your back to calm you down.

"I had no idea I was gone for that long to you, I'm so sorry (Y/N). Please forgive me." He says realization hitting in on how long he was gone. You look up at him with a small smile on your face and give him a quick peck at the lips.

"If you come and cuddle me on the couch I'll forgive you." He smiles and picks you up only to put you back down on the bed. Confusion is written all over your face.

"I need to shave first." He says pointing to his beard. You stand up and run to the door blocking his entrance. He raises an eyebrow at you with a tiny smirk before asking.

"What are you doing?"

"Nope."

"Nope, what? My beard?" You nod your head yes.

"You are not allowed to shave it till tomorrow." His head leans down a bit and his eyes go from ocean blue to navy in a second.

"You like it don't you?" He says his voice a couple of notches lower than normal. You nod your head yes and bite your lip. He hates it when you bite your lip because it gets him in a mood real quickly.

"Don't bite that lip." He says in a dangerous tone taking two steps closer to you.

"Hmm?" You say innocently. In a second you're on you're bed with Eobard hovering above you.

"Don't. Bite. That. Fucking. Lip." He growls.

"Do you understand?" You nod you're head yes and he speeds himself into new clothes and has you both on the couch in a matter of seconds. You rest your head on his lap facing his abdomen instead of the tv. He reaches down to run his fingers through you're hair and you close your eyes at the sensation. Meanwhile, Eobard's watching the movie you're looking up at him admiring his new facial hair. He notices and looks down.

"What?" He questions.

"Nothing." You reply.

"Sure it's nothing you're totally not staring at me." He muses. You reach up and touch his prickly beard rubbing circles with your thumb.

"Ahh, I know what you're looking at. Sorry, but it is coming off tomorrow." You whine which only makes him laugh.

"But don't worry I'll grow it back for you my little minx." You sit up and straddle him. His hands resting on you're hips waiting for you to make a move. You grab both sides of his face and lean in to kiss him. His beard tickling the sides of your face causing you to giggle. He chuckles deeply and grips your hips tighter causing you to moan.

"Mmm how I missed that sound." He sighs. You both stay in that position for two more hours before making your way to bed.