Barry Allen/Grant Gustin Imagines

Cheater

This does change the show a bit. V-8 and V-9 are there even before they knew about them. Hartley doesn't have any powers and is still around Star labs, even though he is still hated by Cisco Caitlin and Barry... but you don't hate him.

Your p.o.v

     I walked around Star labs, nothing to do in particular. I walked out to the main room. I sat down opened my laptop and brought up Barry's statistics. We were trying to find ways to make him faster. We couldn't give him V-8 V-9 or any of that because it would kill him slowly. We were working on harmless alternatives to them. Nothing works without the solution that makes V-8 harmful. This is everything me and Barry were fighting about. He insisted on using the harmful speed drugs to take down reverse flash, but I fought saying it would kill him.

*flashback to fight*

"I have to do this it's the only way to take down reverse flash!"
"Barry it'll kill you!"
"If it's what I need to do to keep you safe! To keep the whole city safe!"
"No Barry. You're not using V-9 and that's final! You'd die!"

*end of flashback*

   "What're you thinking about?" Hartley asked, interrupting my thought about mine and Barry's fight.
"Nothing." I replied continuing to type away on the laptop.
"It's not nothing. You looked stressed. What's wrong." He closed the laptop carefully, as if asking. I didn't fight against him. He had set the laptop down, grabbed a chair and sat across from me.
"So...?" He urged on.
"It's Barry."
"Did you two break up?" He blurted suddenly.
"No. We're just fighting. A lot. He's insisting he use V-9 to become faster and take down reverse flash. But I'm telling him it's not worth his life because it'll kill him. He just doesn't see what I'm trying to get across. He's only focused on the reverse flash."
A single tear rolled down my cheek as I thought about how I'd been sleeping alone and how we'd been ignoring each other.
    "Harsh. I'm sorry." He took his thumb, cupped my cheek and gently whipped the tear away. "Just give him time to think over the consequences of the V-9. Let him balance out what his wins over what he looses if he takes it." He places his hand on my knee in a comforting way. I took his other hand in mine.
    "Thank you Hartley. So, so much. You don't even know how much that helped me. Thank you so much" I jumped up pulling him with me and hugged him tightly. He picked me up making me giggle. He put me down and I kissed his cheek, "Thank you again"
"What's this? I come down to apologize to my girlfriend for fighting only  to find her all cozy with her colleague." Barry was at the door way. I wonder what he had heard or saw.
"Barry. Hartley was just helping me-"
"Helping? Really Y/n? Cuz I'm pretty sure if someone helps you they don't hug you or pick you up or get kissed on the cheek"
"Helping me get over the fact I was majorly depressed me and you were fighting! But looks like we're only fighting again"
"We're fighting cause I never thought you'd be such a cheater. That's why we're fighting. You know what just, have fun with Hartley. I'm leaving" he sped away. I collapsed backwards falling into Hartley's arms. He held me close as I sobbed, cried, and shook uncontrollably from the situation that just happened.