"You do realize how bad messing with the time line is, don't you?" he asked, a slight smirk graced itself upon his face.
"And you do realize how much I don't care, don't you?" she answered as she ran a hand through her black hair.
"Just kiss me already," he breathed out.
"You wish, just like you wished Susan Bechtold would have given you a handjob in the ninth grade," she stated.
A devious smile formed on her face, showing that she had frazzled his ever-growing ego.
"How'd you know about that?" he whined, knowing that he was starting to blush.
"I'm basically a goddess," she exclaimed.
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time lord ↳ the flash
Fanfiction"How'd you know that?" "I'm basically a goddess!" ❀✿❀ THE FLASH SEASON TWO-THREE
