𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲

one

With the sound of chatter and the heartbeat of the unravelling city around him, Barry had nothing but the breeze to accompany him. On typical days, he'd learnt to slow down, use the bus and walk to places like any other human. A piece of advice he'd taken from a friend. It wasn't like he needed to - he was still the fastest man alive after all. But if he spent all of his time running, he'd never have a chance to bask in the beauty of the slowly growing world surrounding him.

The speedster came to a sharp halt in a rather filthy alleyway, the stench that filled his senses caused his face to wrinkle in disgust. His eyes quickly flickered over his figure in a smudged reflection of a window, dusting himself down before he made his way towards the grand restaurant where he knew one of his favourite people was impatiently waiting. Barry threw a smile towards the hostess as he wandered into the establishment, the woman seemingly eyeing him up before she spoke.

"May I help you?" The blondes voice was slightly cold, hesitant almost that the dark haired man figured she wasn't having the brightest of days.

Barry sent a quick glance over the woman's shoulder, spotting a familiar auburn haired woman a few feet away, a smile gracing his lips. "Uh, yeah, I'm with that woman on the far table over there. I think the reservations are under the name, Ramon?"

The stranger's eyes fell upon a sheet on the pedestal before her, the ink of her pen drawing a line over the name as she gathered up an extra menu. As the woman headed down the aisle of tables and chairs in the dimly lit room, Barry followed in toe. The two came to a stop before the woman seated on the opposite side, whose attention was captured the moment they stepped into her line of view. The hostess handed over the menu to Barry before excusing herself, leaving the two to reunite. The slender man grinned, sliding into the empty chair, his sea-green eyes flitting around the room, eyebrows knitted together when he came up empty handed. Barry's eyes looked expectantly towards his close friend.

"Apparently Cisco had some important business to attend to," Caitlin answered for him, knowing he was looking for the final member of Team Flash. The brunette's eyes dropped momentarily to her friend's perfectly fitted suit, a soft smile dancing across her lips. "Remind me to dress more formally next time."

Barry looked down at his outfit, a blush running along his cheeks when he'd noticed Caitlin's casual black jeans and white blouse. It seemed he'd over dressed for the occasion. The man shot her a short lived laugh, his hands moving to nervously toy with the utensils on their napkins.

The events that occurred over the past week passed through his thoughts, they'd only recently returned from Earth two. The realisation that there were more than one of them almost sent Caitlin spiralling. All the years of believing they were the only ones in existence - but of course, the multiverse basked in ensuring people were wrong about things they thought were impossible. Only a few years before there had been no such thing as the fastest man alive, and now here they were.