West-Allen Babymoon Adventures; Project Paradise

Castle Relaxation

(Co-written by NoraXSWest-AllenFam)

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"That wasn't exactly my greatest performance as my pregnant wife's technical first chauffeur, but at least we didn't crash so, that's an improvement...probably..." Barry thought, the anxiety from their morning car trip's chaotic fiasco slowly ebbing from his slightly tired body, his muscles' tension steadily decreasing as the man steadily pulled his family's vehicle into one of the many casually yellow-lined parking spots which were positioned just outside their hotel's tall structure.

Their ride had been far from what most would call successful (and not just because of the incident involving too many cheesy wraps mid-way there), but rather, due to the speedster's constant nervousness towards making the whole trip go well for his wife and their baby mixed with the absolute chaos which was apparently the typical norm for any driver that dared to take highway sixty-six. A fact that Iris had unfortunately been unaware of when she'd first suggested it to her husband.

But honestly, nothing could really ever be bad if I have Iris and you know, our baby (still love saying that so much!) there with me the whole time. I just kinda wish I would've listened to Iris about that sooner, but I guess there's really no stopping me once I'm already spiraling sometimes. Definitely where Nora gets that from. Anyways, none of that matters now because the only thing I'm going to worry about during the rest of this trip is solely making sure that Iris is completely relaxed and getting all the support she needs on everything! No matter if that's with the baby or romantically speaking. Either way, I'm here to fulfill any and all her needs! Because she deserves more appreciation than the world can ever really give her. But that doesn't mean I can at least TRY and compensate whenever it falls short.

And as a speedster, that doesn't really make those types of things any easier to do, without using time travel, that is, but I'm not even going to think about going there. But as her husband? Well, that makes it the easiest thing I could ever have to do. At least, it does when I love Iris as much as I do.

"How are you feeling?" Barry asked, considerately as he carefully pulled their car's set of keys out of the small silver ignition slot, letting the quiet sound of the vehicle's parking indicator click one last time in acknowledgement of its driver's instruction before powering off, officially taking any of his driving-induced nervousness with it.

"Like I could use a shower," Iris remarked, throwing a half-playful half-serious smirk his way, as she hardened her grasp more firmly on the green bag in her lap.

"But overall, a lot better, now at least. Especially since nothing's going to get me down this week," she told him honestly, the sincere sparkle of her brown eyes and light smile telling him she truly was.

The only thing as beautiful as her eyes is the love that shines on her face every time we're together. Which is actually kinda ironic considering they're pretty much the same way I'm feeling, just if that infinite love was personified by her instead of actual words. And that's the only way it'll ever truly be real, anyway.

"But thank you, for, um, everything back there. And sorry for forcing you to head down that highway. Last time I suggest that," she commented with a light sigh, brushing a strand of her now slightly messy braided hair (from more than one occurrence on their car ride) to one side of her face.