[ sometimes barry wonders if the flash who disappears in 2024 is him — this him, with the dead parents who were murdered by two separate speedsters, with the history of growing up with joe and iris. from what thawne had revealed to him, there's a barry out there in the timeline who had grown up with both nora and henry, and had somehow found his way back to iris, even though he's not too sure if there's a world where he hadn't met iris so early in life without her leaving an imprint on him. ]
[ thawne had come after him, chasing after a lightning bolt to strike him, running through time to destroy his hero's life — she speaks of a team and the choices they made together, but he knows that they had been forced to make those decisions because of him. a him who may or may not be dead, a version of him that he may be destined to become in ten years time. ]
[ he doesn't say it, though. barry may like to run from how he feels and be out of touch with how to process those emotions, but he knows if he says it to her, it's placing another grand world onto her shoulders for her to bear the weight of half of what burdens him. ]
[ remaining still, he looks up at the ceiling. her words stick to him, even though he may act as though he's stone and they're bouncing off him. it's on the tip of his tongue to confess to her what he had been intending to do — fill that void in his life by travelling back in time to save mom, and subsequently dad, because thawne had also filled him with the hope that if he had grown with two parents instead of none, he still would end up here, he'd still be with iris — but he bites it down with any response that may follow. ]
[ barry turns his head to look at her, fingers person against the side of his face. he thinks he nods his head, but, in truth, he doesn't quite know. doesn't know how long he looks at her, if it's for a short time at all, before he moves — toward her, instead of away from her. rolling onto his side, he lets his arm slide along her waist as he shifts toward her. pressed up against her side, he rests his head in the crook of her neck. ]
[ it's bold of him, but barry finds it feels right — he may not be feeling invincible, but he knows how he feels around iris. and, for now, he's so tired of running from her. ]
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[ thawne had come after him, chasing after a lightning bolt to strike him, running through time to destroy his hero's life — she speaks of a team and the choices they made together, but he knows that they had been forced to make those decisions because of him. a him who may or may not be dead, a version of him that he may be destined to become in ten years time. ]
[ he doesn't say it, though. barry may like to run from how he feels and be out of touch with how to process those emotions, but he knows if he says it to her, it's placing another grand world onto her shoulders for her to bear the weight of half of what burdens him. ]
[ remaining still, he looks up at the ceiling. her words stick to him, even though he may act as though he's stone and they're bouncing off him. it's on the tip of his tongue to confess to her what he had been intending to do — fill that void in his life by travelling back in time to save mom, and subsequently dad, because thawne had also filled him with the hope that if he had grown with two parents instead of none, he still would end up here, he'd still be with iris — but he bites it down with any response that may follow. ]
[ barry turns his head to look at her, fingers person against the side of his face. he thinks he nods his head, but, in truth, he doesn't quite know. doesn't know how long he looks at her, if it's for a short time at all, before he moves — toward her, instead of away from her. rolling onto his side, he lets his arm slide along her waist as he shifts toward her. pressed up against her side, he rests his head in the crook of her neck. ]
[ it's bold of him, but barry finds it feels right — he may not be feeling invincible, but he knows how he feels around iris. and, for now, he's so tired of running from her. ]