Eobard Thawne One Shots

EoWells x Reader/ Your Beautiful

You awoke to the sun light coming through the black curtains. You turn to face your secret speedster boyfriend and place a very delicate kiss to his lips, he kisses back and smiles into the kiss. You have always wanted him to rest his head on your naked chest while playing with his hair and this just happens to be the perfect time. You grab his chiseled biceps and start to pull him on top of you, he gives you one of his amazing smiles that he saves just for you.

You first met Eobard 15 years ago, you were inside your abuse of boyfriends apartment. You were cooking dinner for him when he stormed in the room and grabbed you by your forearm.

"You didn't shine my shoes for tonight you fucking worthless piece of shit!" He shouted as he gripped at your hair and threw you into the door. "I-I'm sorry, I was too busy making your din-" He picked you up and threw you over the couch, landing on the glass table and breaking it; the glass cutting through the soft tissue of your back and the side of your face. "When I tell you to do something you fucking do it, bitch!"

He grabbed your hair and drug you threw the glass shards, ripping up your back. You screamed out in pain but were cut off by him hitting the back of your head.

Eobard POV:

I was walking down the street trying to come up with a plan when I heard yelling. Usually I wouldn't mind but something about the disturbance to my peaceful night drew me towards it. I ended up in an apartment building, I continued walking towards the noise and up the stairs. I heard muffled pleas coming from behind a door to my left, "I-I'm sorry, I was too busy making your din-" The next thing I heard was broken glass and a scream that seemed to come from a female. I listened in closer, "When I tell you to do something you fucking do it, bitch!" Came the voice of a man whom seemed to be upset at his girlfriend or possibly wife. I heard her scream another time and decided to act on this abuser.

I kicked down the door and seen a man dragging an unconscious women behind him by the hair; she had cuts and rips all along her face and back. He faced me, "Get the hell out of my apartment, I mean who the hell do you think you ar-" I grabbed him by the throat and shoved him down into the glass. I pinned him down and grabbed the nearest shard of glass, jabbing it into his chest and bringing my face close to his dying one, "You like to hit hopeless women? We like to beat on innocent women? Well let me tell you something you wretched piece of scum, your never gonna hurt her ever again infact your never gonna hurt anyone ever again." I twisted the knife in his chest and watched him die.

I cleaned up the scene as much as I could. She started to move, I used up as much speed as I could and ran her to an abandoned warehouse I've been using to stake out in.

Y/N's POV:

Your head was pounding when you first woke up. You hadn't opened your eyes yet but you felt someone sit next to you on what you could only assume was your bed, "I'm sorry, B/N I was just trying to make you dinner like you asked." You felt a tear run down your cheek from the pain. "Don't worry, Darling he won't ever hurt you again." You shot up off the bed and focussed on the man in front of you. You've never seen this man. You'd be lying to yourself if you said he wasn't handsome. "Who-who are you?" You fell backwards onto you butt when he stood up. You closed your eyes waiting to hit the ground but never felt the blunt pain. You opened your eyes and were met with the most amazing ocean blue eyes you've ever saw.

"I don't want to hurt you, I could never hurt a women as beautiful as you." You blushed at his comment and wrapped your arms around his neck as he lifted you up and brought you back to a bed you assumed was his. He set you down so gentle, as if you were the most precious thing on earth. "Where am I?" You spoke to him in a tone so low it could barely be heard. "You're in my makeshift home, I was tending to your wounds when you woke up." He spoke softly to you, as if he were trying to keep from scaring a skittish animal. You touched your face and felt dried blood on your head.

He brushed a piece of hair behind your ear, you leaned into his touch feeling safe with a men that you don't even know the name of yet. "What's your name?" He smiled this amazing smile that you could never forget. "My name is, Eobard Thawne, what's yours my, Dear?" "Y/N L/N." He wrapped his hand around the back of your neck and pulled you closer to him as his lips locked with yours. After minutes of lip locking you pulled away and rested your head on his shoulder catching your breath as he rubbed your back.

Here you are 15 years later. He laid his head down on your naked chest and wrapped his arms around your waist. You dug your hands into his untameable hair and rubbed his scalp. "Eo? I wanna talk to you about my scars-" His head whipped up and stopped you before you could continue, "Your beautiful just the way you are and I wouldn't have it any other way, I love you," You smiled at him and giggled. He looked at you confused, "I was going to ask if you could kiss them." He smiled and flipped you over and began to lay kisses on your back where your scars have made home to.

You hum in content and mumble a thank you before drifting back into sleep while Eo lays delicate kisses to your beaten back.