[RUNNING UP THAT HILL - KATE BUSH]
"Tony?" Barry breathes out in shock, scanning his figure, still trying to grasp the thought the young man was even in his line of sight.
"Barr. It's been a long time," Tony crossed his arms, tilting his head to the side and scanning the home. "Also, not bad on the decoration in this place. I thought it'd be worse."
"This is not possible," Barry shakes his head, taking a step back. "You can't be here. You're―" He cuts himself off with a groan when he receives a sharp pain on the side of his head.
"Whoa, you okay?" Tony raised a brow, narrowing his eyes on him. "You look a bit― sick."
The brunette inhales softly once the pain is over, meeting the male's eyes once more, and clearing his throat. "Yeah. I just, I just have a headache. It's nothing."
"If you say so," Tony shrugs, looking over at the kitchen and motioning to it. "Dude, can I get something in there? I'm actually kind of thirsty."
"Uh, sure, help yourself," Barry mutters.
"Great," Tony chuckles and lightly hits his chest before making his way over.
Barry groans quietly at the feeling, rubbing his chest and glaring at the blonde's figure, not hating him any less than when he was alive. Tony turns on the lights, opens the fridge, grabs a can of soda before closing it, and opens his drink taking a huge gulp. The blonde faces the brunette, approaching the island to set his drink down.
"I know how weird this might be, seeing me here..."
"You don't say," Barry spoke sarcastically, stepping forward.
"But I thought that we could use this time to set our differences aside, forget the past," Tony chuckles softly, leaning against the island. "I've decided to change, for the better of someone."
Barry had a feeling of who that person could be, but remained silent, not continuing the conversation. Jason shifts in his spot, his eyes fluttering open as he sits up, rubbing his eyes and letting out a loud yawn before stretching. The young vigilante rests his arms to the side, not noticing anything out of the ordinary until he stands up, glancing at the kitchen.
Jason squints his eyes at the blonde, pointing at him, and his words are directed at his brother-in-law. "Barr? Why is there some random bulk blonde in the loft?"
"Oh, hey, man. I'm sorry if I woke you," Tony waves at him, stepping forward and gesturing to the brunette for a moment. "I'm Tony Woodward. Barry's old school buddy, and Y/N Harper's boyfriend."
The young vigilante gives him a look at his last statement, narrowing his eyes on his figure, before laughing softly thinking this was some joke. However, the second he turned to face Barry he stopped, his smile dropping, and raised a brow at his expression.
"Boy― boyfriend?" Jason stutters, gesturing to the dead ex-boyfriend in the room. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me."
Barry exhales deeply, facing Tony with a conflicted expression, not commenting on anything he had just said. The blonde looks between the two, unbothered, "So, is anyone else hungry, or is it just me?"
Jason and Barry stare at him, not sure if they should even answer as the brunette is still trying to figure out what is going on.
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"CCPD has ordered a citywide curfew after the shocking massacre that happened earlier tonight. The Mysterious assailant remains currently at large..." The newsman informed the city.
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