Barry Allen- Injuries

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(Requested by @AbbyAgosto)

The door of your apartment slams shut, and you immediately know it's Barry.

"Bare?" You call out from your spot on the couch, turning to see the outline of your boyfriend limping into the room. "Hey, are you-"

Barry collapses to the floor with a groan. You jump up and run over to him, inspecting the wounds on his face.

"Are you hurt anywhere else?" You ask, snagging the first aid kit lying on the coffee table. This sort of thing happens a lot, so you've prepared yourself by placing medical supplies around the house.

He points to his side with strained fingers, then drops his head back and let's out a breath throw his nose.

"Okay, okay," You hurry to lift his jacket and grimace when you see a piece of glass poking out of his side. "Why didn't you go to STAR labs, you idiot?"

After placing a pillow under his head, you get to work.

In no time, you've dug out the shard of glass and stitched up the wound. Once you've cleaned up the other gashes and bits of glass, you sit back and bite at your lip.

"Bare?" You ask nervously.

He doesn't answer, which you take as a bad sign and quickly press your hands to his pulse.

"I'm not dead," He croaks, making you jump.

"Jesus, Barry," You sigh. "I'm the one who's going to end up dead if you keep coming home like this."

He blinks up at you in surprise. "What?"

Sucking up the tears, you stand and take the bowl of glass into the kitchen. While rinsing your hands, arms wrap around your waist.

"What's wrong?"

You turn and softly rest your head against his bare chest. "What if you actually die, Bare?" You ask quietly.

He laughs. "I'm not going to die, (Y/n), there's just no way."

"How are you so sure?"

"Because," He places his hands on your shoulders and looks into your eyes. "I just so happen to be the fastest man alive, and, I have you."

You smile. "Fastest man alive? That's hard to believe, since you're late to about- oh I don't know, everything?"

Ruffling your hair, he speeds off, only for you to hear a crashing sound and his groan.

"You're still injured, Bare!"

"Thanks for that vital piece of information, (Y/n), thank you!"

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