how they act when you fix their tie or collar
fandom: the flash (cw)
characters: barry allen, harrison wells (eobard thawne), harry wells, h.r. wells, nash wells, sherloque wells, ralph dibny, cisco ramon, wally west, julian albert, leonard snart, hunter zolomon (zoom), savitar (barry allen remnant)
tags/warnings: physical touch, romantic tension, flustered behavior, intimacy, soft moments, teasing, light suggestiveness, character-specific reactions, domestic vibes, gentle touching, obsession themes (savitar/zoom), humor, emotional undertones
credits: @dollywons
Barry Allen
He freezes the second your hands touch his tie, eyes darting down to watch your fingers.
Soft smile spreads across his face, he’s blushing so hard, you can see it even through his freckles.
Tries to joke about it: “Guess I still need a little help, huh?”
But inside, his heart is pounding because the intimacy of the moment overwhelms him.
When you tug the tie gently to straighten it, his breath catches, and he realizes he doesn’t want you to let go.
He’ll lean down slightly so you don’t have to reach too high, using it as an excuse to stay close.
After you finish, he murmurs a quiet “Thanks, babe,” before kissing your forehead like he just fell for you all over again.
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Harrison Wells (Eobard Thawne)
The second you reach for his collar, he tilts his head with that sharp, amused smirk.
“Fixing me up, are you? How very… devoted of you.”
He stands perfectly still, letting you fuss with his tie like a predator waiting for prey.
When your fingers linger too long, his voice drops to a whisper: “Careful, little one… you might make me think you care.”
He loves how domestic it feels, even though he’d never admit it, it makes him feel in control and wanted at the same time.
After you finish, he doesn’t step back; instead, he loops a finger around your wrist, holding you there.
“Perfect. Now, about that reward for being such a good… partner.” Cue his dangerous grin.
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Harry Wells
He immediately grumbles: “I can do it myself.”
But he doesn’t actually stop you, he just stands there, stiff as a board, muttering under his breath about how unnecessary this is.
When your fingers brush his throat, his cheeks turn bright pink, and he looks anywhere but your face.
“Seriously, kid, this is ridiculous,” he says, voice a little shaky.
The second you’re done, he clears his throat and dives back into his work like nothing happened.
But five minutes later, you catch him hiding a small smile, and when he thinks you’re not looking, he touches the tie like it’s special now.
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H.R. Wells
Lights up the second your hands touch his collar: “Whoa, whoa, are we having a rom-com moment right now?”
Grins like a kid, leaning in closer on purpose just to make you laugh.
“Should I stare into your eyes dramatically? Is this the part where we kiss?”
Honestly, he loves it way too much; he’ll start purposely messing up his tie in the mornings so you’ll fix it for him.
When you finish, he beams and twirls around like he’s on a runway: “How do I look, Sugarplum? Sharp enough to impress?”
He lives for the intimacy and never misses a chance to turn it into a cute, over-the-top moment.
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Nash Wells
The moment your fingers reach for his collar, he stiffens like you just activated some ancient booby trap he wasn’t prepared for.
“Woah—hey, what do you think you’re—” He cuts himself off when your hands actually touch him.
His breath catches. Just slightly. Just enough.
He tries to play it off with sarcasm: “Didn’t know I needed a personal stylist now.”
But his eyes… soften in a way he probably hasn’t let happen in years.
He watches your hands the whole time, like he’s trying to memorize the feeling, or convince himself it’s real. He’s not used to being taken care of. He’s not used to anyone getting this close without wanting something.
When you smooth the tie down, he exhales a slow breath he didn’t know he was holding.
“…Thanks,” he murmurs, voice quieter than usual. Almost gentle.
Then, in true Nash fashion, he immediately steps back and covers it with a smirk: “Careful. Keep that up, and I might start thinking you like me.”
But the faint pink on his ears gives him away.
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Sherloque Wells
The second your fingers reach for his tie, he brightens like someone just handed him a mystery wrapped in silk.
“Ah! Mon amour, you are adjusting my attire?” He stands taller, almost proud, tilting his chin up for easier access.
Sherloque watches you with warm, amused eyes, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He loves this, loves the closeness, the domestic intimacy, the way your brows furrow with focus as you straighten the knot.
“You do it with such precision,” he purrs. “It is almost… romantic, non?”
When your fingers graze his collar, he hums, actually hums, low in his throat, pleased and a little smug.
He leans closer, voice dropping: “If you wished to undress me instead, all you had to do was ask.”
You swat his chest lightly, but his grin only grows.
Once you finish, he smooths the lapels dramatically and bows: “Merci, mon coeur. You make me look even more magnifique.”
Then he kisses the back of your hand like a gentleman who just fell a little bit in love.
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Ralph Dibny
Immediately smirks when you start fixing his tie: “Oh, this is hot. Don’t stop.”
Makes it as dramatic as possible, leaning forward and puckering his lips like he’s expecting a kiss.
“You know, most people just tell me I look good, I don’t get the VIP service.”
He wiggles his eyebrows the entire time, just to make you laugh.
But when you smooth his collar and step back, he actually goes quiet for a second, because damn, you look so focused and soft when you do that.
Then he recovers with: “Guess I owe you dinner for this kind of treatment.”
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Cisco Ramon
Freezes like you just hit pause on his entire system.
“Uh… what are you—oh. Oh wow, okay.”
He watches your hands the whole time, biting his lip to keep from grinning like an idiot.
When your fingers brush his chest, his brain short-circuits, and he mutters something like, “This is… wow. Is it hot in here?”
He tries to joke his way through it: “So, uh… do I look like James Bond now, or…?”
When you finish, he stares at you for a moment too long before blurting, “Marry me.” (He’s kidding… mostly.)
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Wally West
The second your hands touch his tie, he grins like a fool.
“Whoa, whoa—am I dreaming, or is this some fancy-cute couple thing we’re doing now?”
He wiggles his eyebrows and leans down playfully so you have easier access.
When your fingers brush his chest, he can’t help blurting out: “Damn, you’re good at this. You’ve done this before? Should I be jealous?”
His cheeks turn red halfway through, and he suddenly gets shy, mumbling: “You… look really cute doing that, y’know.”
As soon as you’re done, he does a little spin and says: “How do I look? Like the hottest guy in the room?”
If you laugh, he kisses you right then and there, because he’s all about sealing the moment with affection.
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Julian Albert
Freezes like someone just pressed pause on him.
Blinks down at you, completely caught off guard: “Uh… you—don’t have to—”
His voice trails off because wow, your hands are so gentle, and it’s making his heart pound.
He tries to act all proper: “Well… I suppose you want this done correctly, don’t you?” But he sounds flustered as hell.
When your fingers linger near his collarbone, his breath hitches and his ears go bright red.
After you finish, he mutters softly: “Thank you, love,” in that accented, warm tone that makes your heart melt.
He clears his throat and immediately changes the subject because he’s so nervous yet secretly wishes you’d do it again.
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Leonard Snart
The moment your hands move to his tie, he smirks like he’s watching his favorite game.
“Well, well… aren’t you full of surprises.”
He stays perfectly still, icy eyes locked on yours the entire time, making it ten times more intense.
His voice drops low, teasing: “Careful… touch me like that, and people will start talking.”
When your fingers adjust his collar, he grabs your wrist gently, not to stop you, but just to feel you.
After you finish, he tilts his head and gives you that slow grin: “Not bad. Guess I’ll keep you around.”
Then he leans in close and murmurs in your ear: “You look good fussing over me. Dangerous, though.”
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Hunter Zolomon (Zoom)
At first, he seems indifferent, standing completely still, silent, watching your every move.
But the way his jaw clenches tells you he’s feeling something.
His voice is low, almost a growl: “You’re brave, touching me like that.”
When your fingers graze his throat, his eyes darken, and he exhales slowly, like he’s trying to keep control.
He doesn’t say much, but his hand moves to the small of your back, pulling you slightly closer while you finish.
When you’re done, he stares at you for a long moment before smirking: “Perfect. Just like you.”
He walks away after that… but not before brushing his fingers over your hand in a way that leaves you trembling.
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Savitar (barry allen remnant)
The moment you touch his tie, he grabs your wrist, not harshly, but firmly, his lips curling into a smirk.
“Fixing me up, love? You really like taking care of me, don’t you?”
He doesn’t let go; instead, he guides your hand back to his chest, holding it there while he leans down to your ear.
“Every second you touch me, I want more.” His voice is low, almost a growl, making your heart race.
Eventually, he does let you fix the tie, but the entire time, his gaze never leaves yours, intense, predatory, obsessed.
When you finish, he whispers: “You’re mine. Always will be.” Then kisses you slow and deep, like he needs to claim you all over again.
Later, he’ll mess it up on purpose just so you’ll have to do it again.
