sweet lime and lemon sour (4/4)
warning: a confession and a happy ending, as well as a few kisses
word: 741
rating: teen
pairing: flash/barry & kid flash/wally
genre: family, friendship, romance
character: barry allen, iris west-allen, wally west
alexandria pride: but i just had to comment on this chapter with what my mind was saying through the whole thing: finally!
ar-ru-vista-frelia-frame: i love it so much, this cute scene.
your-nuclear-holocaust: the best written out of all four chapters for sure.
Barry Allen
There's something about Barry, Wally thinks. He knows there is something about his uncle that makes him feel this way.
He gives his aunt a hug, before she heads over to where his uncle is, and kisses Barry on the lips. Wally makes a face as he looks away.
She does come back though to kiss his freckled cheek. As she hurries off to work, he rubs his cheek. Rubbing off the jealousy that his aunt mistakes as envy. Aunt Iris probably thinks it is because of Barry, but the one Wally is the most envious of is his aunt. He wants to be the one in his aunt's shoes, when his uncle kisses him.
Even if he has to wear high heels.
Because every time they're in love, they kiss. Whenever one of them needs to be loved, the other gives a hug. They even cuddle. Especially in bed and on the couch.
Wally wants to cuddle too, every now and then.
"Barry," he finds himself saying. "I wish I were adenine, because then I could get paired with U."
His uncle just smiles back. "You already are, kid."
Wally hopes his eyes are not twinkling, because they sometimes twinkle whenever he is like this. Feeling so god damn hopeful.
"We're nothing like the Dynamic Duo," Barry admits, "but we still make a pretty good team."
And all Wally could do is hold back. Hold back from smacking himself silly, because this is Barry. Of course his uncle would think that.
Instead, he moves in a bit closer. Until they are sitting side by side. Barry just grins at him, and leaves an arm around his neck.
They sit like that for awhile. Alone in the living room, on the couch, with the television set in front of them. The fact that it is turned off, makes him wonder if he is dreaming.
"You're more special than relativity." Wally tries again. This time with a bit more feeling, and a lot less flirting.
Blue eyes flicker. "Is that so?"
As the two of them look at each other, Wally could feel himself vibrating a little faster. Barry vibrates too, but just enough so that it cancels his.
Uncle Barry is like that. Always catching each and every detail, and putting it into good use. In a way, it makes Wally feel better, knowing that his uncle is paying attention to him.
"I'm attracted to you like the Earth is attracted to the Sun," he confesses, "with a large force inversely proportional to the distance squared."
"Wally," his uncle says, sounding rather serious. "About your nocturnal emissions."
And my nocturnal penile tumescence, Wally includes.
"If you need any help," Barry goes on, "you can always come to me."
Barry is unreadable at this point, and Wally is unsure on what to do. So he says the first thing that comes into mind.
"I love you."
And Wally just starts counting in his head. One milisecond, two milisecond, three milisecond, and so forth until he hears a reply. His heart racing at the same time.
"I love you too," he hears Barry say, as his uncle leans in towards him.
Just enough to press their foreheads together. A moment later, he could feel a nose trailing down the bridge of his own. Nudging along, until it got to his nose. Hesitantly, Barry pokes his, and slowly rubs him. As they touch, Wally could feel the subtle creases of his uncle's forehead.
Soon they adjust themselves, angling their faces so that they could kiss properly. Lips grazes his for the first time, and he finds them quite dry. Barry pulls back, for just a moment. Licks them quick, and right away Wally could tell the difference.
After awhile, Barry stops. Stops with the caresses and kisses.
As his uncle gets up and ruffles his hair, Wally sits perfectly still. His face flushed red, with a nose that wants to bleed so badly. He covers his nose, in hopes of calming himself down. But it doesn't, not when Barry is here.
"I might stop by tonight." his uncle whispers in his ear.
And suddenly, his nose starts to bleed. Barry blinks a few times, before rushing off to get some tissues. While he waits for his uncle to come back, his mind starts to wander.
There's something about Barry, Wally thinks, and I think it has always been his feelings for me.
Author's Note
word: 741
rating: teen
pairing: flash/barry & kid flash/wally
genre: family, friendship, romance
character: barry allen, iris west-allen, wally west
alexandria pride: but i just had to comment on this chapter with what my mind was saying through the whole thing: finally!
ar-ru-vista-frelia-frame: i love it so much, this cute scene.
your-nuclear-holocaust: the best written out of all four chapters for sure.
Barry Allen
There's something about Barry, Wally thinks. He knows there is something about his uncle that makes him feel this way.
He gives his aunt a hug, before she heads over to where his uncle is, and kisses Barry on the lips. Wally makes a face as he looks away.
She does come back though to kiss his freckled cheek. As she hurries off to work, he rubs his cheek. Rubbing off the jealousy that his aunt mistakes as envy. Aunt Iris probably thinks it is because of Barry, but the one Wally is the most envious of is his aunt. He wants to be the one in his aunt's shoes, when his uncle kisses him.
Even if he has to wear high heels.
Because every time they're in love, they kiss. Whenever one of them needs to be loved, the other gives a hug. They even cuddle. Especially in bed and on the couch.
Wally wants to cuddle too, every now and then.
"Barry," he finds himself saying. "I wish I were adenine, because then I could get paired with U."
His uncle just smiles back. "You already are, kid."
Wally hopes his eyes are not twinkling, because they sometimes twinkle whenever he is like this. Feeling so god damn hopeful.
"We're nothing like the Dynamic Duo," Barry admits, "but we still make a pretty good team."
And all Wally could do is hold back. Hold back from smacking himself silly, because this is Barry. Of course his uncle would think that.
Instead, he moves in a bit closer. Until they are sitting side by side. Barry just grins at him, and leaves an arm around his neck.
They sit like that for awhile. Alone in the living room, on the couch, with the television set in front of them. The fact that it is turned off, makes him wonder if he is dreaming.
"You're more special than relativity." Wally tries again. This time with a bit more feeling, and a lot less flirting.
Blue eyes flicker. "Is that so?"
As the two of them look at each other, Wally could feel himself vibrating a little faster. Barry vibrates too, but just enough so that it cancels his.
Uncle Barry is like that. Always catching each and every detail, and putting it into good use. In a way, it makes Wally feel better, knowing that his uncle is paying attention to him.
"I'm attracted to you like the Earth is attracted to the Sun," he confesses, "with a large force inversely proportional to the distance squared."
"Wally," his uncle says, sounding rather serious. "About your nocturnal emissions."
And my nocturnal penile tumescence, Wally includes.
"If you need any help," Barry goes on, "you can always come to me."
Barry is unreadable at this point, and Wally is unsure on what to do. So he says the first thing that comes into mind.
"I love you."
And Wally just starts counting in his head. One milisecond, two milisecond, three milisecond, and so forth until he hears a reply. His heart racing at the same time.
"I love you too," he hears Barry say, as his uncle leans in towards him.
Just enough to press their foreheads together. A moment later, he could feel a nose trailing down the bridge of his own. Nudging along, until it got to his nose. Hesitantly, Barry pokes his, and slowly rubs him. As they touch, Wally could feel the subtle creases of his uncle's forehead.
Soon they adjust themselves, angling their faces so that they could kiss properly. Lips grazes his for the first time, and he finds them quite dry. Barry pulls back, for just a moment. Licks them quick, and right away Wally could tell the difference.
After awhile, Barry stops. Stops with the caresses and kisses.
As his uncle gets up and ruffles his hair, Wally sits perfectly still. His face flushed red, with a nose that wants to bleed so badly. He covers his nose, in hopes of calming himself down. But it doesn't, not when Barry is here.
"I might stop by tonight." his uncle whispers in his ear.
And suddenly, his nose starts to bleed. Barry blinks a few times, before rushing off to get some tissues. While he waits for his uncle to come back, his mind starts to wander.
There's something about Barry, Wally thinks, and I think it has always been his feelings for me.
Author's Note