The Flash: Lost...

Chapter XVII

Barry wakes the next morning to the beeping of his alarm. He cracks open one eye and looks at the time; 07:00h.

"Looks like I will be on time for once!"

He jumps out of bed, feeling completely refreshed, energetic and... happy.
He smiles, that girl really has an effect on him. And he likes it.

He walks in to his living room and notices Wenns jacket is still draped over the couch.

"She must have forgotten", he mumbles.

But as he rounds the couch he sees Wenns sleeping form on it. He smiles and kneels before her.

He studies her. She's not just a warm and nice person, but beautiful as well.

Long lashes, big green (now closed) eyes, small mouth with full lips, lips he wouldn't mind kissing again... He was on an energy high, but man... they were so soft...

She stirs and her hair falls over her face, chestnut brown, long and wavy. He brushes it away from her face and behind her ear.

She opens her eyes and blinks at him.

"Good morning sleeping beauty" he smiles at her

She smiles back at him, sits up rubbing her eyes. "Morning" she says as she stretches.

Oh boy... her sleepy eyes, messy hair, it does things to him. Then he notices she is wearing one of his shirts. Even though she is quite tall, it's still way too big for her.

He swallows, he likes seeing her in his shirt, he REALLY likes that. He just would have liked it better if it was after a night of...

He shakes his head. Not now, now is not the time to think about that. But damned, he needs a cold shower.

He licks his lips, and looks up at her, "Coffee?"

She smiles, "I'd love some.".

He flashes up, gets the coffee pot running and jumps in the shower, as planned, a cold one.

Good thing he has superspeed, she never noticed the state she put him in.

He walks out of the shower, towel over his head, pretending to dry his hair. He's afraid that the moment he sees her in his shirt again he'll need to cool down again.

"All yours!" He notifies her

"Thanks!" She hops in the shower.

This is something she could get used to. Waking up to Barry Allen's beautiful green eyes and radiant smile. And that bedhead! His hair was usually styled to perfection, even the past couple of weeks when it seemed like he didn't, it was somewhat styled.
But she really liked this messy, spiky look.

She gets out of the shower and gets dressed.
She finds Barry sitting at the small table (nothing else really fits, she notes), coffee in hand, engrossed in something on his phone.

"All fresh!" She breaks the silence. He looks up at her with a smile and gestures to the mug filled with coffee opposite of him.

She sits down "Thanks"

A comfortable silence follows in which they sip their coffee.

"I hope you don't mind me crashing here like that, but after you fell asleep, I went outside, but it was raining cats and dogs... Or more specifically, hail stones the size of golfballs! Not really the ideal weather to peddle home in" She smiles sheepishly.

"It's fine, although that couch isn't the most comfortable thing to sleep on, I've tried" He smiles.

She raises an eyebrow, "And your bed is?" His head flies up and looks at her, shocked.

"NO! That's not what I meant! I mean, you don't fit in it. You are too tall!" Wenn replies quickly remembering the way his feet dangled over the edge of the bed.

He laughs, "Yeah, I know. The apartment came furnished. I don't know, but I think they were counting on housing munchkins."

Wenn laughs, then looks at her watch. "Oh! We'd better get going if we want to be on time."

He grins, "No problem, I'll have us there in a Flash."