Prompt: The relationship between you and Barry Allen was something that was complicated and hard to explain. He was dead set on keeping you a perfect secret tucked away from the world of superpowers and villains and being apart of a super league. His team has other ideas however. Of in which the justice league walks in on a scene that inst quite what they think it is, or is it?
Paring: Ezra!Barry Allan x Reader
Fandom: DCEU, Justice League
Word count: 3K
Warnings: Language
A/N: Was justice league a bad movie? That’s subjective but yeah kinda. Do i still love it anyways? Hell yeah. Ezra did such a good job and i just adore him so Ta-da. Enjoy and feedback is much appreciated!
Barry Allan slept like he was dead to the world. Whenever he actually found the time to just rest and go to sleep he did, hard. He could pass out for twelve hours straight and not move once if he didn’t set enough alarms. There needed to be at least five of them to stir him awake. And yet despite all of that, never mind how exhausted his mind and muscles were he could never find himself falling into a deep sleep when he was laying next to you.
Maybe it was because he was too scared of falling asleep and missing something, or possibly because he was too afraid to let his guard down, too scared to put you in danger. There was the horrifying possibility that he could drool or snore or made an ugly face in his sleep, not that you would care. Of course, there was also the fact that he couldn’t help but find you beautiful when you slept. The soft peaceful look that came across your face was everything to him. He could lay there for hours watching your eyes flicker behind your eyes, a constant stream of dreams causing a smile to twitch upon your lips momentarily. He knew this put him at an equal level of creepiness as Edward Cullen but he couldn’t be bothered to care.
He wasn’t sure what to call whatever this was. Was it a study date, does that make it an actual date? Would you go on a date with him? He figured that whatever it was as you laid in bed next to him, having changed out of your day clothes into a tee shirt and losing your pants in the process somehow made this something not platonic. But then again what did he know maybe this is what happens in platonic male-female friendships, you sleep pant less in the same bed after a ‘study date’.
He had been dozing in and out of consciousness when he heard the movement in his apartment. It sounded as if it had echoed from the kitchen and tension immediately worked its way through him. Of course, of all the nights for an intruder to break in they chose the night that you had passed out curled up against Barry, clutching onto his shirt as you snuggled against him.
He didn’t want to move. My god, he didn’t want to move. He wanted to just pretend that he hadn’t heard anything maybe then the intruder would just go away. Yeah, that’s it maybe if he was quiet enough whoever was breaking in would realize just how shitty the majority of his belongings were and just decide not to steal anything. It was a foolish thought but still, he considered it. But the thought of putting you in harm's way was even scarier than the possibility of never being this close to you again.
He carefully undid your lose grip on his shirt and moved your head from his chest to a pillow as cautiously as possible as he slid out of the bed. You hardly noticed and snuggled more into the pillow and Barry fought the urge to be jealous of an inanimate object. It didn’t take him long, of course, to rush from his bedroom to the conjoined dining room, living room, and open kitchen where he figured the noises stemmed from. Turns out there wasn’t just one intruder, it was five and on top of that, they weren't robbers ready to take his dated DVD collection but instead his team members.
“What is going on?” He whispered harshly gaining everyone’s attention.
“There you are.” Arthur blurted as he looked up from where he was raiding Barry’s fridge. “Get dressed.”
“What are you doing?” He continued to whisper frantically. “Why are you here?”
“You weren’t answering your phone.” Victor said bluntly.
“I was asleep.” Barry snapped. “Lower your voice.”
“We need to go.” Bruce finally interjected.
“Why?” Barry still felt half asleep and was struggling to process what he was hearing.
“There is a situation in Tokyo I will explain it more on the way there. We need to go now.” Bruce’s tone left little room for argument and yet that was exactly what the man was about to do.
“What? No.” He couldn’t help but scramble to say. Their timing couldn’t have been worse if they tried.
“Kid, Let's go.” Arthur called out loudly, his voice echoing through the apartment.
“Shhhh.” Barry snapped frantically, looking around his apartment quickly. Most of the group shrugged his spastic behavior off, it was nothing new. And yet Diana caught it, she saw the careful was his gaze lingered on the hallway leading to his bedroom just a little bit too long.
“What’s your problem man, we gotta go.” It was Vic who spoke up this time, his voice a bit softer but not by much.
“Can you all lower your voices?” Barry whispered again harshly. “It’s three am.”
“Are the walls that paper thin in this shithole?” Diana couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Arthur tactless question and blunt tone.
“No there uh- yes I have neighbors.” Barry scrambled to answer tripping over his words. It was at that point that Diana glanced towards Bruce who was already looking in her direction. A quick look between them confirmed that they were thinking the same thing. Barry Allan was hiding something, very poorly at that.
“Barry is everything alright?” Diana started quietly, her voice soft and low much to his obvious relief.
“Pff, yeah of course. Look I’ll meet you guys there okay. I gotta get my suit on and brush my teeth, and-“
“You can do that on the plane jackass come on we need to go.” Arthur cut him off.
“I’m fast I’ll meet you guys there.” Barry insisted flinched at how loud the other man was.
“You're going to run all the way to Tokyo?” Bruce pointed out.
Barry realized the flaw in his argument. Sure he could but he would be exhausted and no help to the group after. But still, he couldn't just get up and leave.
“Pff, yeah why not.”
It was at that point that Bruce decided to get whatever needed to be talked about out in the open. Barry wanted them to be quiet, well... in a quick and casual motion he pushed a glass of the counter and as if in slow motion it fell over the edge. Barry noticed a moment too late and rushed to grab it but for the first time in a long time, he simply wasn’t fast enough. The glass shattered loudly on the tile and echoed through the apartment.
“Damn,” Arthur exclaimed and Bruce tried to hide the satisfied smirk on his face.
“My bad.” He offered up sounding all to unapologetic.
The footsteps were quiet, the sound of them almost nonexistent and Diana probably wouldn’t have heard them if her hearing wasn’t so good. Clark must have picked up on them too turning his head in the direction of the hallway as well.
Barry opened his mouth to say something to Bruce but was cut off by another soft and sleep filled voice.
“Barry?” All heads shot in the direction of the hallway and in the dim lighting the could make out a figure. They were all able to see you easily in the shadows, even the oh so human Bruce (years spent in a dark cave having some advantages). Barry was the only one in the group with normal vision but he didn't need to turn to see who it was.
You walked a little more into the room speaking again. “Barry, what’s going on?”
As you spoke you reached over flicking on a light switch. You had been rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you spoke but when you lowered your hand you jumped slightly at the slight of the five new strangers in the middle of the room.
“Oh shit.” The words left you mouth softly as your gaze jumped from person to person. You knew who they were, even despite the ‘civilian’ clothing they wore in place of their armor. Barry had told you all about them but seeing them all here in person, staring at you was a shock, to say the least.
As for the rest of the league, they all took you in slowly, shocked as well. An over sized red shirt with a flash logo being the only thing partially covering your torso. Barry hated the shirt, you had bought it for him jokingly from one if those stands set up randomly throughout Gotham, still stocked with the ‘Superman isn’t dead’ shirts and plenty of Batman magnets. You wrapped your arms around yourself suddenly aware that the fabric only stretched to the top of your tights.
“______, I’m sorry we didn’t mean to wake you.” Barry started. His cheeks were beet red and nervousness was written all over his posture.
“It’s okay.” You smiled softly, the expression only lasted so long though as it slipped from your face. “I should probably go.”
“No no it’s okay you don’t have to go, I just, I've gotta...” he tailed off rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
“It’s fine I didn’t mean to crash here anyway, I have to get ready for work in a few hours.” You reassured glancing over towards the digital clock on his DVR, you had to be up at six anyway.
“Right, right. Okay uhh.” He glanced around nervously as if unsure of what to do next.
At this, a soft laugh left you, with a roll of the eyes you only shook your head and then turned to pad back down the hallway.
Arthur and Vic check your ass out unabashed, the two of them exchanging a quick look in approval. Diana once again found herself rolling her eyes and sending them a hard glare but she wasn’t the only one with a nasty look on her face. Barry looked less than pleased though it was more than obvious he was trying to hide it as he sent a look their way having caught their wandering glance.
No one said anything for a long moment and Barry couldn’t help but squirm under everyone’s scrutiny.
“It’s not what it looks like.” His mouth moved faster than his brain and before he could think out and explain he found himself blurting out the first thing that came to mind. “We didn’t have sex.”
He was truly endearing and Diana couldn’t help the smile that crossed her face. Clark seemed to share a similar sentiment and she even caught a ghost of a smile on Bruce’s face, you had to look closely to see it.
As for Arthur and Vic, well they lost it. A quick look between the two of them and they were practically bent over. Barry was squirming again scratching the back of his neck.
“Shocker.” Arthur’s tone was teasing. “She’s hot. Way out of your league.”
Vic nodded and Barry seemed conflicted in wanting to tell him to ‘fuck off’ or nod in agreement as well. Meanwhile, Bruce’s momentary amusement was gone in a flash and just like that he was back to the grim voice of reasoning.
“Are we just going to pretend that’s it’s okay that she was totally unfazed with us being here.” Bruce started roughly. “Does she know?”
“Well uh... know what exactly?” Barry flinched slightly at his tone.
“About you, about us?”
“Yes.” Barry finally admitted sheepishly.
“You told her?” It was in that moment that Barry realized he really had fucked up somewhere along the lines. He has known you since forever, you were the first to hear about his powers, you went to class together. Barry’s life was so intertwined with yours it just made sense to go ahead and mention that he was apart of the league. You would have found out anyways by simply turning the evening news on.
As for the whole revealing of everyone’s identities, he probably could have kept that to himself but he couldn’t help it. Bruce fucking Wayne was Batman, he had to tell someone. And of course, you had so many questions he couldn’t find it in himself to tell you no. He trusted you.
He was thankful for your timing before he could say anything you reappeared.
“We will talk about this later.” Was all Bruce grunted crossing his arms as you returned. Barry gulped nervously and turned to face you fully.
You had replaced the over sized tee shirt with an outfit you had been wearing the day before. Your backpack was slung over your shoulder.
“You need to eat.” Was all you finally said breaking the silence as you walked into the room heading for the man.
“Oh yeah, I will. Don’t worry.” Barry tried to assure you, so many nerves twisted through him he couldn’t even imagine eating.
“I’m serious Allan. You burned a lot of calories.” You huffed crossing your arms. Once again Diana found herself amused, you were just as endearing as Barry.
“Burned lots of calories last night huh?” Arthur teased, snickering. “Doing what?”
You couldn’t help but peak around Barry letting your gaze fall on the man behind him. You could tell that there was no malice in his tone and had Barry not been so flustered he probably would have heard the yet again endearing amusement.
A smile spread across your lips as you winked at him. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
Your tone was chalked full of faux innocent thrown off by the smirk still playing on your lips and for a brief second everyone was questioning whether Barry had been telling the truth of not earlier.
Arthur was at a loss for a brief second and you turned back to Barry.
“Please be careful.” You mumbled softly, the shift in your tone was drastic.
“Always,” Barry promised with a nervous laugh.
The hug you wrapped him in was tight and once again the team standing behind them was confused as to what was going on. Barry didn’t hesitate to hug you back, his hands clutching at the fabric of your shirt tightly. The hug lasted a second too long to be anything platonic and the quick kiss you pressed to his cheek as you pulled away even further solidified that.
You stepped away and it almost seemed like Barry wanted to follow. He managed to keep himself rooted in the spot and once again his nervous laughter bubbles out of him.
“so uh call me.” Barry finally blurted out.
You could only roll your eyes playfully at him finally moving towards the door. “I will.”
“Or maybe I should call you. Would that be easier? Yeah, I’ll just call you. Or text.” He continues to ramble.
“Bye Barry.” You laughed
“Right, I’ll talk to you later, I’ll uh call you.”
“Promise?”
“Yes.” He was quick to say and a flush spread across his cheeks. You save him one last sweet smile and finally turned around to talk away.
The league watched you like hawks and you fought the urge to shiver under their gaze. The only other woman in the room seemed to have the nicest expression on her face as you made eye contact with her.
“Please make sure he eats.” You couldn’t help but blurt out.
“Of course.” She promised genuinely.
“Thanks.” You returner her friendly smile and continued to approach the door.
Bruce Wayne in the flesh seemed to look in your way. The Batman. He was taller than you expected and powered radiated from him. His expression was indifferent yet the look in his eyes gleamed with a harsh judgment.
“Please tell me your getting him to pay your student debt off.” You teased turned back to Barry. He seemed to flustered to say anything but the others around the room cracked a few smiled and laughs.
As you glanced back to Bruce you half expected a nasty glare but instead your reserved an expression that you could only imagine was mild approval.
“Nice to meet you all.” Was all you finally said looked at each and everyone of them one last time before slipping past the towering man and out the door.
Everyone waited for the latch to softly click shut and then almost immediately all eyes were on Barry. He could practically see the questions forming in their brain and a slinky panic filed him.
“I like her.” Diana was the first to speak. Arthur grunted while both Victor and Clark nodded all in agreement with her. Bruce was the only one to show no sight of approval.
“Yeah me too.” Was all Barry said breathlessly his gaze still settled on the door.
“We need to leave.” Bruce finally grumbled sending Barry a hard look. “This conversation isn’t over.”
He began to move toward the door and Victor and Clark fell in step behind him, soon followed by Arthur but not before he sent a shark tooth grin to Barry. He sent one last wild look around his apartment before speeding through and turning off all the lights because god knew he could hardly afford his electric bill as it was. When he returned to the living room this time wearing actual clothes instead of his pajamas Diana was still lingering the now dark apartment.
“Oh uh, hi there. Ready?”
“Whenever you are.” She reassured.
It was as they were walking toward stage door that Diana draped an arm over Barry’s shoulder pulling him closer.
“Well, Who is she? Tell me everything.” Was all she said a small smile on her lips. A small groan left his lips and he knew there was no shaking the questioning of a determined Amazonian.
Barry almost dreaded the plane ride to Tokyo. Almost.
Turning to where you felt the pair of eyes on your form, biting your lower lip you felt an awkward smile form on your lips. You never understood why Barry got so awkward around you.You liked the man, he was sweet, attractive and he always made you laugh. Well he did when he wasn’t getting really shy around you. Sighing you then shifted your body and turned your head away as you just rubbed your arm.
“Barry...do you not like me?”
“What! no what made you think that!”
The man quickly yelled out though his shoulders dropped as he turned his head away.
Stepping close to him, he then grasped your hand but he just gave you a nervous smile.
“I love you y/n...I mean I guess that it’s a stupid thing to say but...that is why I’m such a mess around you. you’re my best friend and I...I’m an idiot right”
Not looking at you, the man was surprised to feel your arms wrap around him. “Yes you are an idiot, but not for that Barry. You are an idiot for not seeing that I feel the same way.
