" Kiss it better" (Barry Allen x reader)

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(This is for the flash, duh. Kind of my favorite one I wrote. kind of like Caitlin in Crazy for You (Season 1 episode 12, yeah that's right I remember seasons and episodes names, I'm that kind of fangirl. ) Working on 3 school projects and late homework, but y'all probably don't care. The blanks are whatever you identify as he, her, they, your name, unicorn, etc. Also sorry for the bigger people reading this.)

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Barry laughs uncontrollably at an extremely intoxicated you, sitting on the floor of the bar talking to the stool you were sitting on just minutes ago. Barry had left to use the restroom and when he came back, he found you rambling to the stool like it was a real person.

'Man, Cisco is going to love this.' Barry thinks to himself, taking a quick picture of you and sending it to Cisco. Pocketing his phone, Barry walks over to you with a huge grin.

"(Y/N), what are you doing?" Barry laughs, squatting down in front of you to hear you better in the loud bar. You look up at him with wide, cloudy eyes and give him a huge, sloppy smile.

"Barry! Barry, look! I made a new friend!" You exclaim, your words slurred, and you sit up so your right in Barry's face, close enough that Barry can smell the alcohol on your breath. Barry raises an eyebrow at you, a look of amusement on his face.

" Oh really? And who would that be?" Barry plays along. Drunk you always said the craziest things.

" Fred! Barry this is my new friend Fred! Fred this is my boyfriend, Barry! Say hi Fred." You stare at "Fred" like you're waiting for a response, but all you get is silence. You turn back to Barry.

" He's a little bit shy, but don't worry, he is happy to meet you. Fred was just telling me how he is going on a trip to Brazil next week, ain't that right Fred?" You look back to the stool, "Fred ", nodding your head agreeing with the silence as if you could hear it respond.

Barry chuckles (Gif above, duh), shaking his head at you. " oh man, you are so drunk. You're gonna really feel this in the morning." You just giggle, smiling like an idiot, and nod. Barry chuckles again.

"Come on, I think it's time to go home." Barry scoops you up, holding your body close to his chest as he makes his way to the bar door.

"Awww, do we have too!? " You whine with a pout, wrapping your arms lazily around Barry's neck when he says yes. " Fine. Bye Fred! Have fun in Brazil!"

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Barry zips to your apartment, taking it a little slower so you won't vomit down his back again, and gently places you on the edge of your bed.

"Can I open my eyes now?" you ask from your place on the bed, eyes still closed even though you had stopped moving. Barry chuckles softly, looking through your dresser for your pajamas, and nods.

"Yes (Y/N), you can open your eyes now." Opening your eyes you look down to see you're sitting on your bed, rubbing your hands over your blankets, completely in awe at how soft they were. You bounce a little bit, the alcohol in your system making it very hard for you to sit still, before crawling to the middle of the bed. You start off with small bounces, them getting bigger and bigger until soon you are full on jumping on the bed.

Grabbing one of his shirts you had stolen from him, Barry turns around to see you jumping on your bed, giggling like a child.

" What are you doing?" Barry laughs, his brown eyes following you as you jump up and down.

"Look, Barr, I'm bouncy! Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, bouncy...." Your giggling uncontrollably, getting higher and higher as you jump. Barry laughs at you, standing at the end of the bed, loving the sound of your laughter. Even though Barry loved to see you so happy bouncing away and didn't want to stop you, he also didn't want you to vomit all over to the place. So his hands fly out and grab your waist tightly, stopping you in middle air.

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