He would notice your crappy mood the second he made eye-contact. Before you could breathe in, he had rushed away to you favourite sushi-bar and bought your regular. Within a blink of an eye, he had gotten back to you, and offered you your favourite raw fish.
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Barry Allen imagines
FanfictionThis is a book full of my tumblr-posts (prompts, imagines and more!) of either Barry Allen or Grant Gustin imagines. Follow my acc for a quicker update ;) (@so-flashtastic) The writing just gets better and better;)) Yes, it was time for a change of...
