How to love (Rory regan x reader/oc)

So future flash..?

(Warning for spoilers, although if you're reading this book your hopefully caught up. [unlike me])

Your POV

Barry's face on one side looked... burned? Maybe? His hair was down in his face more, and if I'm being honest there was a part of me that liked the whole look....
Bad (y/n)! You can't do that!
"Jesus Allen how'd you do that?" I asked as I stepped closer to him and gently touched his cheek, his eyes never left me, but continuously looked me up and down.
"Barry you're starting to scare me.." I muttered quietly to him, before I felt him wrapped his arms around me.
"I missed this." He muttered quietly before holding onto me a whole lot tighter and flashing us away, to who knows where.

*later*

I woke up chained to a metal pole in some weird room that I can't describe. There was no point in trying to describe it anyway since All my eyes would focus on was the huge freaking machine/suit/thing? It was huge, black, blue, and demonic looking to me.
It's name was savitar, and it claimed to be the first ever speedster and the 'god of speed'
Yeh whatever.
"What do you want with me?!" I yelled in annoyance at the thing, but as my eyes better adjusted, I realized it was definitely just a suit... because it felt and looked... empty.
Who wore this suit then?
"Hello?! Is anyone here?!" I yelled loudly, hoping that someone would respond to me. And someone definitely did, just not how I thought it would go....
Barry, the Barry from before, stepped out from behind the suit and walked to me.
"You haven't figured it out? I thought I remembered you being so smart..." he did and shook his head before letting his eyes rest on me in a hungry way. "It's been a long time (y/n), longer than you think."
Savitar was Barry?
"Barry what's going on?" I asked with extreme confusion running through my veins faster than this 'god of speed' himself.
Barry let out on annoyed sigh, "I am tied of how stupid you are, I like you so much better after the baby is born." He crouched down next to me and put a hand on my stomach, "or should I say my baby?" He asked with a terrible smile.
My confusion only spread more, "wait what?"
"You haven't figured it out? Really?" He pulled away ever so slightly.
"I am the future flash." He said with authority and an evil smirk, "and I'm the father to your unborn baby."