Shadow of Love (Barry Allen Fan Fiction)

Chapter 5: Always

I wake up to lay eyes on the most beautiful sight I could ever want to wake up to. Barry Allen is laying next to me, his perfect being sleeping peacefully as the soft rays of light reflect themselves upon his face. I feel almost tempted to softly drag my finger across him to make sure he's real. To make sure he's actually there, because I still can't wrap my head around it.
And so, I lose notion of time. I don't keep track of how many minutes I spend staring at him. I smile to myself because I realize how mad I am with love for him.
All of a sudden Barry awakens. He covers his face gently putting his hand over it, as he scrunches it sweetly in response to the burning rays of sunshine piercing through my curtains.
"Good morning," I look at him and smile, and although it feels utterly stupid and childish, I can't help but picture myself waking up to such a sight every single morning for the rest of my life. "How is your leg and your hand?" It isn't long before he's up and demands to see my injuries from the prior night. "It's fine, I feel nothing," I brush it off softly, trying to act perfectly normal, however; my leg is so sore and the pain I feel is searing, as with my hand. "Can you walk?" Barry asks as he looks into my eyes, I can feel his genuine worry and that alone makes the pain somehow go away. "I think so," I slowly get up, and place both feet on the ground, but it isn't much of a pleasant surprise when I find that I can't quite thoroughly move my hurt leg. "Look at you, you're not fine. You can't even walk! We have to get you to a doctor," Barry rushes to my side and insists I lay down again before anything else. I do as he says and he runs to the pharmacy and buys some bandages and other first aid materials. He returns, and sits by my side, treating my wounds delicately before softly placing a kiss upon each one, sending shivers down my spine. "I know you'll refuse in every way possible to go to the hospital, so I bought medicines, bandages and all of that stuff. I'll spend the day with you," he intertwines his hand with mine and smiles at me. He gives me that smile that has the ability to drive me so insane, so mad with invigorating feelings and emotions that only greaten my love for Barry. I am so swept off my feet by his sudden change of heart, I'm even taken quite aback by it all that I forget that Barry Allen, the best friend I've had for years and that I've been in love with is the Red Streak.
"Barry Allen, I know you've just realized you may have corresponding feelings for me, and this might scare you away, but I've just been dying to say these three words to you," I close my eyes slowly, as I can nearly hear my heart beating in consequence of the nerves. "Just say it," he smiles reassuringly at me and all of a sudden it's alright. "I love you, more than anything and anyone, you're the one who's always been there for me," I squeeze his hand tightly and it isn't long until my mouth is lingering to be against his, and as if reading my mind, once again our lips meet.
We spend the whole day together, make small talk about unimportant things, and watch movies together in my house's living room.
It becomes late and I urge Barry to leave, as I feel embarrassed to make him stay any longer.
He plants a sweet kiss upon my cheek and turns to look at me. "I'm sorry, I can't help but feel everything that happened to you is somehow my fault. I really hope you feel better," I deny his self-accusations as I move my head from one side to the other in doing so. "No, of course it's not. It's just a couple of bruises and scratches," I smile warmly at him and he walks to the door, never turning around again. But as he opens it, seemingly prepared to leave, one last sentence emanates from his mouth: "There is no greater feeling than being with someone like you. You're funny and sweet, and you found out I'm a freaky superhero who runs around Central City in a red suit fighting crime, but you don't talk about it or obsess over it. With you I can be myself, I feel free and normal." His voice is shaky, and his eyes find their way into mine but he turns away every couple of seconds, and giggles at times. It's the little things about the way he says and does things that makes me truly embrace the authenticity of his words, and sends my heart blasting into another world.  It comes upon a sensation of appease and calmness that only Barry's loving words can give me. Everything about him fuels my love.
And so it is in this moment that I know I'll always love him, always, regardless of any circumstance. It won't matter where we are, or what has become of has. All I know is that a love so great never fades away and never truly ends.
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Sorry for taking so long to update. If I continue to receive good feedback and votes I will update as often as possible, specially now that I'm on break for a good while and have the time.
Thanks to everyone and sorry if the chapter falls a bit short. There will be more action and trouble will ensue in the next one. 😝😏