Marvel & DC x Readers

Roof- (Barry Allen x reader)

(A/N: Hello Unicorns. I'm slowly dying. Yay! Okay on with the shit.

Warning: language (like two words)

Also this is your puppy Mr. Beans ( if you don't like the name you can suck it because it was the first thing I could come up with).

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"Come on, sweetie, you can do it! Come on, come on! Open the window for mommy! Come on!" you plead your puppy, Mr. Beans, through the window. Mr. Beans barks, wagging his tail happily, tilting his head to the side.

You groan, hitting your forehead against the glass. It was no use. Mr. Beans was a dog, he couldn't understand you. Even if he could understand you and he wanted to help, he didn't have thumbs. There was no way he could unlock and open the window for you. You were going to be stuck on your roof forever.

You shiver as gust of cold wind blew and you rub your arms, trying to create warmth. You were going to freeze to death up here and no one would know until it was too late. Barry was going to come by to check up on you and was going to find you dead on the roof.

'Poor Barry... going to find the greatest person he has ever known frozen on their roof...' you think, pulling your knees to your chest. Then it hit you.

Barry.

You could call Barry and he could come to your rescue. You go to reach for your phone when you remember you had left it on the couch down stairs. The couch that was inside the house. Your happiness deflates. You groan, dropping your head into your hands, when you hear soft whimpering.

Turning back to your window you see Mr. Beans giving you puppy dog eyes, his little nose pushed up against the glass and his little paws pawing at the glass. You scotch back, leaning you back against the window frame and rest your forehead on the glass. Mr. Beans lets out a small whimper, trying to lick your face only the glass was in his way.

You giggle, "It's okay, Mr. Beans. I'll be okay.... I just wish I could get my phone."

Mr.Beans little ears perked up at the words "my phone" and he starts barking and wagging his tail. You frown, sitting up straight.

"What? What, boy, what? What is it?" You asked. Mr. Beans jumps off the nightstand to the floor and runs out your room as fast as he little legs could go. You see him run down the hall until his disappears down the stairs. After a few minutes you start to worry something was wrong until you see a little grey and white head peek up over the top of the step.

Mr. Beans jumps back up and turns back pulling something in his tiny mouth. Slowly Mr.Beans gets closer and closer, and you can make out your phone in his mouth. You gasp, sitting on your knees as you cheer Mr. Beans on.

"Come one boy, come on! You can do it! That a boy, that a boy!" Mr.Beans stop right in front on the nightstand and looks up at you, barking happily. You clap, promising him a treat once your were inside. The only problem was getting Beans to unlock your phone and dial Barry's number.