broken hearts || allenski ON HOLD

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Passion.
All of it was filled with passion, ecstasy, and love. Their lips molded together like fingers being entwined. It was a mess of teeth, tongue, and lips as the two kissed each other passionately, neither caring about what usually went on in their daily lives. The two who were in love were in a heated moment, both on the queen sized bed. Stiles grinded against Barry creating a moan from the hero beneath him and Barry lightly bit down on his lover's soft bottom lip.

"God, Stiles," Barry breathed out, the feeling of lust coursing through his veins. With the sudden confidence, in a second, Barry had Stiles pinned to the mattress, his hands above his head and the hero drooped his head between his jaw and neck kissing down and lightly sucking on his skin. These were the moments the two longed for, never getting what they wanted due to the fact Barry was always out saving Central City and Stiles was a detective working almost 24/7. The newly engaged couple needed some time to themselves so they headed out to Starling City for the night and rented out a highly expensive but beautiful hotel room paid by the one and only Oliver Queen. Caitlin and Cisco promised them it would be okay for one night so they went off on their own in desperate need of a night to themselves.

knock knock

Barry sighed heavily, "Who is it?"

"Room service!" a voice responded. The voice sounded highly familiar to the two and Barry jumped up ready for who was behind the door and Stiles grabbed onto the gun that was hidden under his pillow. The couple inched towards the door, Barry glancing at his fiance who held the gun low but ready if something were to happen. Barry's pants tightened upon seeing Stiles, his fiance having had a black shirt on that was tight around his biceps and they were bulging from the work outs he does every night and he was a little sweaty which made him appear to look really good looking. His hair had grew out and was kind of long at this point and it made him look sexier in Barry's eyes. After a few more moments of staring, Stiles caught on and gave him a wink causing the hero to become flustered. He shook the thoughts from his brain and smirked to himself and as he gripped onto the handle of the door, he quickly pulled it open.

The British boy, Oliver Barnes appeared and Stiles' gun instantly came up to shoot him but it seemed that he beat him to it. The gun fired, the bullet burying it deep into Stiles' left bicep barely skimming his heart. "NO!"

"NO!" Barry shot up from his chair, a red mark on his cheek from holding up his head and the red head and the long haired boy both turned towards him startled. His cheeks were stained with hot, salty tears making his friends concerned. They wondered what he could have been dreaming about, both though instantly thinking Stiles. Barry did this once before. He used to have dreams, more like nightmares about the love of his life constantly. The nightmares never allowed him to rest at night, getting zero sleep was usual for him at the time.

"Barry? Are you okay?" Caitlin questioned, hopping up from her seat and laying a hand on his shoulder. He jumped startled from the interaction and he was suddenly on his feet, grabbing her hand and was squeezing it with a good amount of strength. "Ow, Barry! What the hell?" he let go, his hand shaking and his breathing got shallow. He couldn't breathe, it felt like the walls were crushing him and the shakiness increased.

"I can't, I can't do this, I-I need to go, I need to go." Barry ran out, grabbing his coat and took long strides out the door. He couldn't be in there any longer, he needed some fresh air and fresh air was what he was gonna get. Using his speed, he was outside within seconds and the cold air rushed towards him, surrounding his entire being and it made the hair on his arms stand up. He put on his black coat, instantly feeling some heat radiate from it and he blew into his hands to make them warm up. His breathing had slowed down a bit, he no longer felt like he was suffocating and that's when the tears kept falling from his eyes.