#harry wells

[mikhaelwrites]

[cbinotes]

How They React to You Wearing Their Clothes 

fandom: the flash (cw)

characters: barry allen, harrison wells (eobard thawne), harry wells (earth-2), h.r. wells, ralph dibny, cisco ramon, wally west, julian albert, leonard snart, hunter zolomon (zoom), savitar (dark barry allen)

tags/warnings: fluff, softness, intimacy, light possessiveness (zoom + savitar), comfort, domestic vibes, romantic undertones

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Barry Allen

Walks into the room and freezes for a second, processing the sight of you in his hoodie.

A slow, warm smile spreads across his face—completely smitten.

“Is that… mine?” he asks, voice soft but amused, his tone carrying that boyish wonder.

He steps closer and tugs gently at the sleeve, grinning: “Looks better on you than it ever did on me.”

Wraps his arms around you from behind, burying his face in your neck and murmuring: “God, I could get used to this.”

Gets a little clingy—presses kiss after kiss on your temple, cheeks, and neck because something about it feels so intimate.

Later, snaps a picture when you’re not looking (with your permission later) because he wants to remember how adorable you look.

When you give it back, he insists: “Keep it. It’s yours now.”

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Harrison Wells (Eobard Thawne)

Notices instantly—his sharp eyes miss nothing—and his lips curl into a knowing smirk.

“My clothes?” he says in that low, velvety voice, stepping dangerously close.

Walks a slow circle around you, letting his gaze linger, deliberately making you squirm.

Fingers brush along the hem or collar, almost teasing, as he murmurs: “Interesting… you wear them well.”

The way he says it feels loaded with double meaning—power, possession, and intimacy all at once.

“Keep it,” he finally says, voice soft but commanding, “because now it’s yours… and everyone should know that.”

Later, he leans close to your ear with that smug whisper: “You have no idea what that does to me.”

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Harry Wells (Earth-2)

Sees you in his shirt and immediately scowls—not because he’s mad, but because he’s flustered.

“What… what are you doing?” comes out more gruff than intended.

Runs a hand through his hair, pacing for a second, then blurts: “You can’t just—steal my clothes like that.”

His voice softens when he sees your grin, and he mutters something like: “You look… good. Damn it.”

Eventually gives up pretending he’s annoyed and pulls you in for a kiss, muttering: “Fine. You win.”

For the rest of the day, he’s quieter, stealing glances at you every chance he gets—clearly loves it even if he’ll never admit it outright.

Later, when no one’s around, he hugs you from behind and whispers, almost grumpy but sincere: “Don’t do that unless you’re ready to drive me crazy.”

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H.R. Wells

Gasps audibly like it’s the most shocking thing in the world: “Oh. My. God. Is that my shirt?!”

Dramatically clutches his chest and stumbles back like he’s fainting.

“You… you look incredible! Like, out-of-this-world fantastic!” he gushes, spinning around you to admire every angle.

Immediately grabs his phone: “I need a picture. No—five pictures. Wait—let me fix your hair first!”

Wraps an arm around you and insists you both take selfies because he’s so proud to show you off.

Gets ridiculously sentimental out of nowhere: “You know… it means a lot that you’d wear my clothes. Like… wow.”

Doesn’t stop complimenting you for the entire day.

At night, while holding you, he whispers softly (for once, genuinely): “I love seeing you in something that’s mine. Makes me feel… close to you.”

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Ralph Dibny

Whistles the second he sees you, flashing that mischievous grin: “Well, hello gorgeous.”

“Is that my shirt or are you just trying to kill me?” he jokes, waggling his eyebrows.

Immediately starts teasing: “Looks way better on you. Should we just burn the rest of my wardrobe?”

Wraps an arm around you dramatically: “Ladies and gentlemen, this is peak fashion—exclusive Dibny Collection.”

Later, when it’s just you two, the jokes stop for a moment—he pulls you close and murmurs: “Seriously though… you look perfect.”

Loves it so much he starts “forgetting” shirts at your place on purpose.

Will brag to the team (in his own Ralph way): “Guess who makes my clothes look like a million bucks?”

Secretly thinks about it for days because it makes him feel connected to you.

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Cisco Ramon

The moment he sees you, he freezes mid-sentence and just… stares.

“Is that—wait—IS THAT MY HOODIE?” he blurts out, practically squeaking.

His grin is instant and huge, like a kid on Christmas: “Oh my God. Oh my God. You look… AMAZING.”

Runs up to you, tugging lightly at the sleeve with this goofy, lovesick smile.

“You’re literally the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Ever. In life.”

Immediately starts calling you things like “my hoodie model” or “Mrs. Ramon Couture.”

Hugs you tightly, burying his face in your neck and muttering something like: “I’m never washing that hoodie again. It’s yours now.”

Will brag about it later to the team in a nerdy way: “Did you guys know this one looks better in my clothes than I do?”

At night, he confesses quietly: “It makes me feel… safe, like you’re mine and I’m yours.”

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Wally West

Walks into the room and stops dead in his tracks—eyes going wide before breaking into the biggest grin.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa—hold up… are you wearing my shirt?” he says, voice a mix of excitement and disbelief.

Zooms over in less than a second, circling you like: “Okay, that’s officially the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

Wraps his arms around your waist from behind, nuzzling your neck: “You’re not allowed to take this off. Ever.”

Playfully tugs the hem, teasing: “Careful, you’re making it really hard for me to concentrate on anything else.”

Immediately takes a picture for himself, grinning like an idiot, then sets it as his lock screen without asking.

Jokes: “Guess I’ll have to wear your clothes now to make it fair,” and 100% follows through.

Later, when it’s just the two of you, he kisses you—slow at first, then playful—and murmurs against your lips: “God, you look so good in my stuff.”

Secretly starts leaving extra hoodies at your place on purpose, because he loves seeing you in them.

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Julian Albert

Walks in and immediately stiffens, blinking like he’s not sure what he’s seeing.

“Is that… my sweater?” he asks, voice slightly clipped but laced with something deeper.

Stares for a moment too long, then clears his throat and looks away, pretending to be unaffected—but his ears are bright red.

After a beat, mutters softly, almost to himself: “Blimey, you look… stunning.”

Steps closer, adjusting the collar gently like it’s an excuse to touch you, whispering: “It suits you.”

Gets protective without realizing it—pulling you close when anyone else walks by, as if silently claiming you.

Later, while making tea or sitting together, admits quietly: “There’s something about seeing you like that… something that feels… right.”

When you try to give it back, he shakes his head firmly: “No. Keep it. It’s yours now.”

From then on, you’ll notice him lending you more and more of his clothes—like he secretly wants you to wear them.

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Leonard Snart

Notices instantly the second you walk into the room—his ice-cold eyes flick up and down before meeting yours.

A slow, dangerous smirk spreads across his lips as he leans back casually: “Well, well, well… someone’s been playing dress-up.”

His voice drops lower when he steps closer: “Looks better on you than it ever did on me.”

Fingers graze the edge of the fabric in a subtle, teasing touch as he murmurs: “You planning on giving this back… or should I assume it’s yours now?”

When you shrug and smile innocently, he chuckles darkly: “That’s what I thought.”

Pulls you close with a firm hand on your waist, murmuring in that quiet, commanding tone: “You know what that says, right? It says you’re mine.”

In private, he kisses you—slow, claiming, leaving you breathless—before whispering against your lips: “Don’t let anyone else see you like this. That’s for me.”

After that, he starts “forgetting” his coats or shirts at your place… and smirks every time you put them on.

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Hunter Zolomon

The second he sees you in his clothes, something primal flickers in his eyes.

Doesn’t say a word at first—just stares, intense and unblinking, like he’s burning the image into his mind.

Walks over slowly, every step deliberate, until he’s towering over you.

Voice is low, gravelly, almost a growl when he finally speaks: “Mine.”

Fingers curl around your wrist, pulling you closer, his other hand brushing the hem possessively.

“You wearing this… do you know what it does to me?” he murmurs against your ear, breath hot and ragged.

Doesn’t let go for a long moment, kissing your neck roughly before pressing his forehead to yours.

Keeps repeating in a husky whisper: “Mine. Always mine.”

Later, after things have calmed down, he wraps you up in his arms and mutters, softer this time: “Never take it off. Ever.”

From that day forward, he makes sure his clothes stay in your space—because to him, that’s a claim.

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Savitar (Dark Barry Allen)

When he sees you in his jacket, his entire demeanor changes—his smirk grows feral, predatory.

“You’re wearing my clothes,” he says, voice dripping with dark amusement.

Walks up slowly, circling you like prey, fingers brushing along the fabric in a deliberate tease.

“Do you even realize what that means?” His voice lowers as he leans in close, lips brushing your ear: “It means you belong to me.”

Grabs your chin gently but firmly, making you meet his glowing eyes: “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

When you do, his smile deepens into something wicked and possessive.

Kisses you hard—rough, desperate, and claiming—like he’s marking territory.

Pulls back just long enough to whisper: “You’re never taking this off. Ever.”

Later, he wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder: “You look perfect like this. Like you were made to wear me.”

Starts intentionally leaving pieces of his armor or gear for you—because nothing makes him feel more powerful than seeing you in them.

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he's literally a cat

[endiness]

Season 3, Episode 14 "Attack on Central City" THE FLASH (2014–2023)

[ramon-industries]

All you need to know is that you are locked in one of your fabulous anti-meta-human cells with the rest of us. We can't escape. Of course we can't. That's what I designed them for, genius. Good command of the obvious.

THE FLASH (2014-2023) | 04x08 (Crisis on Earth-X, Pt. 3)

[harriscolover]

This ship lacks animations, right?

Inspo: Cuptoast

[aliveaudiencegang]

"You know it's more fun when you're here helping us fix stuff on our earth."

[cbinotes]

what scares them most about losing you

fandom: the flash (cw)

characters: barry allen, harrison wells (eobard thawne), harry wells (earth-2), h.r. wells, nash wells, sherloque wells, ralph dibny, cisco ramon, wally west, julian albert, leonard snart, hunter zolomon (zoom), savitar

tags/warnings: fear of loss, abandonment issues, emotional vulnerability, angst, protective behavior, obsessive behavior (for some characters), possessiveness (hunter + savitar), insecurity, trauma mentions, relationship insecurity, comfort, heavy emotions, dark themes (varies by character), canon-typical intensity

credits: @dollywons

Barry Allen

Barry’s deepest fear about losing you comes from his past. He’s spent his whole life running from grief, from the trauma of losing his mom and then his dad. Every person he’s loved has been ripped away in some way. So the thought of it happening to you? It paralyzes him.

He knows being with him puts a target on your back. He’s seen what happens to people close to The Flash, and he hates that your safety depends on his speed. In the quiet moments, he wonders: What if I’m not fast enough next time?

That fear eats at him during every mission. Every time he hears your name on the comms or catches a glimpse of you in danger, something cold grips his chest. He’s lived through too many moments where one second too late changed everything.

Barry doesn’t just fear losing you physically, he fears losing your love. The idea of you waking up one day and deciding you don’t want this life anymore, that it’s too much chaos, too much danger? It breaks him in a way no villain ever could.

Sometimes when you argue and you say “I need space,” Barry spirals. Not outwardly, but in his head? He’s thinking of a dozen worst-case scenarios, from you moving out to you finding someone safer, someone normal.

When you’re late coming home, he runs the city looking for you, even if he knows logically you’re fine. He just needs to see you, to hear your voice, or he can’t breathe.

His nightmares are all the same, you calling his name, him running, and then… silence. He wakes up sweating, sometimes even vibrating because of the adrenaline in his system. He’ll hold you close after, just to reassure himself you’re real.

Barry has an unspoken ritual: every time he leaves, he kisses you like it might be the last time and says “I love you.” He never lets you walk out the door angry, because what if he doesn’t get the chance to fix it?

Losing you would break Barry in a way nothing else could. He’s lost so many battles, so many people, but losing you wouldn’t just hurt him. It would destroy the part of him that still believes in hope.

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Harrison Wells

For Eobard, fear isn’t something he likes to admit, he’s too proud, too calculating, but losing you? That terrifies him in ways he doesn’t even like to think about.

He’s obsessed with control. His entire life is about being ten steps ahead, manipulating time, bending fate to his will. But you? You’re the one thing he can’t control. And that vulnerability infuriates and terrifies him.

His biggest fear isn’t just your death, it’s your choice. That you’ll see through him, see the lies, the manipulation, and decide you don’t want him anymore.

He knows he’s not a good man. He knows he doesn’t deserve you. And he fears the day you realize that too, that you’ll wake up and decide you’d rather be with someone who isn’t a monster.

In the darkest part of his mind, he thinks: If they leave me, I’ll burn everything down. Time. Space. All of it. That thought scares even him because you’re the only thing tethering him to humanity.

If someone else took you from him? That would shatter something inside him permanently. He wouldn’t just seek revenge, he’d annihilate anyone, anything connected to that loss. Entire timelines would cease to exist.

The scariest part for Eobard isn’t the idea of you dying, it’s the idea of you leaving and proving that love is the one thing he can’t win, no matter how fast or smart he is.

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Harry Wells

Harry doesn’t show fear easily. He hides it behind sarcasm, intellect, and a constant need to control situations. But deep down? The thought of losing you haunts him.

His fear isn’t sudden tragedy, it’s the slow erosion of your love. He imagines you getting tired of his mood swings, his harshness, his obsession with work. He pictures you finding someone softer, easier, someone who doesn’t live inside his own head.

Harry’s mind is his own worst enemy. When he sees you laughing with Cisco or Barry, a thought creeps in: They make you happier than I ever could, don’t they? And it guts him.

He fears not being enough. Not good enough, not patient enough, not light enough for someone like you. He knows he can be difficult, closed off, abrasive, and every time you forgive him, it feels like a reprieve he doesn’t deserve.

Sometimes, late at night when you’re asleep, Harry whispers to you: “Don’t leave me, Y/N. I need you.” He could never say it while you’re awake, but in the dark, the fear spills out.

He worries about small things too, like if one day you’ll stop touching his arm when you walk by, or stop smiling when he walks in the room. To him, that’s how loss begins, not with a bang, but with silence.

And if you ever did leave? He wouldn’t fight you, not because he doesn’t love you, but because in his mind, you’d finally be free of someone who never deserved you in the first place.

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H.R. Wells

H.R. hides his fears behind charm, jokes, and an endless supply of coffee, but losing you? That thought terrifies him to his core.

He’s always been surrounded by geniuses, brilliant, driven, heroic people, and he’s never felt like he measured up. He knows he’s not the smartest Wells, not the bravest, not the most accomplished. So his biggest fear? You realizing that too.

Deep down, he worries that you’ll wake up one day and wonder why you’re with him when you could have someone extraordinary. Someone who doesn’t just make coffee and talk too much.

He constantly thinks: What if I’m just the filler chapter before the real love story?

That fear makes him overcompensate, lavish compliments, handwritten notes, grand romantic gestures. He tries so hard to remind you of why you picked him because he’s terrified you’ll forget.

H.R.’s nightmares aren’t of you dying, they’re of you leaving with someone better. Someone who makes you laugh like he does, but who’s also everything he’s not.

Every time you say “I love you,” he freezes for a second before saying it back, like he’s memorizing the moment, afraid it’s the last time he’ll hear it.

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Nash Wells

Nash doesn’t scare easily, but losing you? That’s the one thing he can’t bury under sarcasm or bravado. It hits him in the same place all his old guilt lives, the part of him that still sees Maya every time he closes his eyes.

His deepest fear is failing you. Not just failing to protect you, but failing you, emotionally, morally, as a partner. He’s terrified he’ll repeat his worst mistakes, that history will repeat itself and he’ll watch someone he loves slip through his fingers again.

When you argue, Nash goes quiet in a way that isn’t anger but panic. He withdraws, avoids your eyes, because in his head, he’s already hearing the words: “I’m leaving.” Every disagreement sounds like an ending to him.

He fears you’ll eventually see the cracks, the stubbornness, the self-loathing, the recklessness, and decide you deserve someone steadier. Someone who doesn’t come with scars he refuses to talk about.

When you’re late or he can’t reach you, he doesn’t wait around. He’s out the door instantly, searching every corner of the city with a desperation he refuses to acknowledge out loud.

The idea of losing you doesn’t just scare him, it convinces him he was right all along: that he ruins everything he loves. That fear is what keeps him awake at night, staring at walls he pretends don’t close in on him.

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Sherloque Wells

Sherloque pretends he’s unbothered by everything, confident in his deductions, certain in his insights, but losing you? That’s the one mystery he can’t solve, the one fear he can’t reason his way out of.

His biggest fear is missing something. A sign, a clue, a danger he should’ve noticed. He’s terrified that his sharp mind will fail him when it matters most and he’ll lose you because of a mistake he didn’t catch.

Deep down, he worries you’ll grow tired of him, of his eccentricity, his overthinking, his tendency to investigate everything. He’s been left before, more times than he likes to admit, and the pattern haunts him.

When you’re upset with him, Sherloque spirals quietly. He’ll smile, he’ll joke, he’ll pretend everything is fine, but inside he’s dissecting every word you said, every pause, trying to figure out if this is the moment you walk away for good.

He fears you waking up one morning and realizing you want someone simpler, someone who doesn’t carry the weight of failed marriages and worlds of emotional baggage he hides poorly beneath charm.

If anything ever happened to you, he’d tear apart the multiverse tracking down who’s responsible. No distance, no timeline, no identity is beyond his reach, and that devotion scares him almost as much as the idea of losing you.

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Ralph Dibny

Ralph hides behind humor, but inside? He’s terrified of abandonment. It’s happened to him too many times, and now that he has you? The thought of losing you shakes him in ways he can’t joke away.

He worries that no matter how much he loves you, his past mistakes will catch up to him, that you’ll wake up and realize you deserve someone who doesn’t come with so much baggage.

When you two fight, Ralph doesn’t just see an argument, he sees a door opening. A door that leads to you walking out. That’s why he tries so hard to make you laugh, even when you’re mad, because silence feels like the first nail in the coffin.

He fears you getting bored of him, that his charm and jokes will wear off and you’ll find someone who takes life more seriously, someone you can depend on in ways Ralph still struggles with.

Ralph texts constantly when you’re apart, not just memes and jokes, but little check-ins, because if you’re not talking to him, he panics a little. He doesn’t want to be out of sight, out of mind.

The absolute worst scenario for him? You leaving without saying why. He’d replay every word, every look, wondering what he did wrong, and it would break him.

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Cisco Ramon

Cisco’s fear isn’t just about losing you physically, it’s about losing the one person who makes him feel grounded in a life that’s constantly chaotic.

His brain runs a million miles a minute. He sees all the risks, all the possibilities. So every time you’re out of his sight, he’s imagining scenarios, most of them ending with him not being fast enough to save you.

He fears failing you the way he feels he’s failed people before, by not being there when it mattered most. And that thought eats him alive because you’re the person he swore to always protect.

But his fear isn’t only danger, it’s you leaving because he wasn’t enough. He jokes a lot, hides behind humor, but deep down? He wonders if you need someone more serious, someone who has their life together more than he does.

The thought of you laughing with someone else the way you laugh with him? It kills him quietly.

He’s terrified of being forgotten, of becoming just another person in your past. That’s why he takes so many pictures of you, why he insists on creating little inside jokes only the two of you share, because those things make him feel permanent.

Cisco has this ritual: whenever you leave, he says something goofy to make you smile. But it’s not just about making you laugh, it’s because he wants that to be the last memory you have of him if anything happens.

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Wally West

Wally grew up with abandonment issues, his mom leaving, Joe not being in his life early on, so his fear of losing you isn’t just fear, it’s trauma reborn.

You’re his safe place, the one person who makes him feel grounded in a world that moves too fast, even for him. Losing you? It would feel like losing the only thing that proves he matters.

His biggest fear is that you’ll get tired of the danger, of the constant uncertainty that comes with dating a speedster. He wouldn’t blame you, and that’s what makes it worse, because he’d understand why you left, even if it broke him.

He panics a little whenever you don’t text back right away. He tells himself he’s overreacting, but the fear creeps in like poison: What if something happened? What if they’re gone?

If you ever get mad and need space, Wally takes it as a sign you’re slipping away. He’ll overcompensate, bringing your favorite snacks, sending sweet texts, anything to keep that distance from growing.

He fears you’ll find someone better, someone older, more stable, someone who doesn’t live in two extremes: thrill and chaos.

When Wally can’t sleep, he runs, not for fun, but because moving keeps the fear from eating him alive. If he’s fast enough, maybe he can outrun the thought of losing you.

The darkest part? He sometimes thinks: If they leave, I don’t know who I am anymore. That thought terrifies him because he’s worked so hard to find himself, and you’re part of that identity now.

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Julian Albert

Julian’s biggest fear about losing you isn’t dramatic, it’s quiet and cruel, the kind of fear that whispers at him when he’s alone: They deserve someone better. Someone not broken like you.

He carries so much guilt from his past, about Savitar, about his mistakes, that he constantly feels like he’s not good enough for you. The idea that you might see that too? It wrecks him.

He fears you’ll get tired of his guardedness, of the way he sometimes withdraws when things get too heavy. He worries you’ll mistake his silence for indifference instead of what it really is: a desperate attempt to protect you from his demons.

Every time you two argue, Julian doesn’t just think “we’re fighting”, he thinks “this is it, this is the beginning of the end.”

His nightmares are relentless, dreams where you look at him with disgust, where you tell him you could never love someone like him. He wakes up sweating, clutching the sheets, just needing to hear your voice to remind himself it’s not real.

He’s terrified of history repeating itself, of hurting you the way he hurt others. That fear makes him overanalyze every word, every touch, constantly checking himself so he never crosses that line.

Julian sometimes rehearses apologies in his head, just in case you ever decide to leave, because he knows he won’t fight it. He’ll just let you go, because he believes you deserve happiness even if it’s not with him.

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Leonard Snart

Leonard doesn’t fear much, he’s calculated, cool, always two steps ahead. But losing you? That’s the one thing he can’t plan for, can’t outsmart, and it terrifies him.

His entire life has been about control, control of his emotions, his circumstances, his future. You’re the only thing that makes him want to drop the walls, and that vulnerability scares the hell out of him.

His biggest fear isn’t someone taking you away, it’s himself. He knows he’s dangerous, knows his world is filled with crime and risk, and sometimes he wonders if loving him is like playing Russian roulette.

He fears you’ll realize you deserve more than a thief with blood on his hands. Someone who doesn’t live on the edge of morality.

Leonard will never admit it, but he checks up on you constantly when you’re apart, discreetly, of course. He has people watch your back, makes sure you’re never alone in dangerous places. Because if anything happened to you on his watch? That would destroy him.

When you fight, his fear doesn’t show in yelling, it shows in silence. He’ll pull away, go cold, because he’s already imagining life without you, and that hurts more than he’ll ever let on.

Deep down, he’s terrified of becoming his father, angry, cruel, destructive. If losing you turned him into that man? He’d never forgive himself.

If anyone hurt you or took you away, Leonard wouldn’t just seek revenge, he’d burn the entire city down with a smile on his face.

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Hunter Zolomon (Zoom)

Hunter’s fear of losing you is twisted, because it’s tied to his obsession with control. He’s lost too much already, and in his mind, losing you would mean the universe is cruel all over again.

His biggest fear isn’t that you’ll die, it’s that you’ll leave. That you’ll see the monster behind the mask and decide you can’t love him anymore. That fear gnaws at him every second you’re near.

Hunter’s mind is fractured, and that makes his fear unstable. Some days it’s quiet, just a whisper that keeps him clinging to you. Other days it’s loud, screaming in his head, making him desperate, possessive, almost feral at the thought of you walking away.

He convinces himself that if you ever left, it wouldn’t just break him, it would destroy whatever humanity he has left. And deep down, he knows that’s true.

When you argue, Hunter doesn’t hear logic, he hears rejection. He hears “you’re not enough” and it sets something dark loose in him. He’ll beg, he’ll rage, he’ll promise anything just to keep you.

His fear isn’t just emotional, it’s physical. He’s terrified someone else will take you, hurt you, kill you, and he won’t be fast enough to stop it. That’s why he keeps you close, why his protectiveness feels suffocating at times.

In his darkest moments, he thinks: If they leave, I’ll make sure no one ever has them. If I can’t have them, no one can. That thought scares even him, because it means losing you would push him over the edge completely.

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Savitar (Barry Allen Remnant)

Savitar’s fear of losing you is the purest and most destructive of them all, because you are the only thing tethering him to any fragment of Barry Allen’s old humanity. Without you, he’s nothing but pain and vengeance.

He fears history repeating itself, loved ones always slipping through Barry’s fingers. He’s seen it happen a thousand times, and now, with you? He’s desperate to break that cycle.

His biggest fear isn’t death, it’s irrelevance. That you’ll forget him, move on, choose the Barry who isn’t broken instead of the remnant who became a god out of suffering.

Every time you’re out of his sight, the paranoia eats at him. What if you’re with Barry? What if you’re laughing with him the way you used to with Savitar before he was this? That jealousy fuels his rage because he knows Barry can give you a life he never could.

He’s terrified that one day, you’ll look at him and only see the monster. Not the man who loved you first. Not the man who burned for you when the world turned its back on him.

When you fight, Savitar spirals into obsession. He’ll appear out of nowhere, begging, threatening, promising, all in the same breath, because the thought of losing you shatters what’s left of his sanity.

The truth is, Savitar doesn’t know who he is without you. Losing you wouldn’t just hurt, it would erase him completely. And that fear drives everything he does.