Eobard Thawne - Extra (Flash)
“You’d look a lot cuter if you smiled.”
Eobard thought being trapped at Star Labs and inability to take out his arch nemesis was the worst thing that could happen to him, but he was terribly wrong. Because the woman who was attached at his hip was much more irritating than any master plan he’d been scheming all his life.
You always wore a smile. Insistent on getting him to become good.
How laughable.
The only reason he hadn’t taken down the entire building is his lack of speed. That and the little trinket Cisco created to monitor him. It tracked everything. He almost thought it could be his bad intentions, because he definitely felt a jolt when he was glaring at Barry a few days ago.
“I can’t believe you all are stupid enough to believe this woman is a cupid.” Eobard grumbled.
“We’ve literally seen talking gorillas, sharks and freaking aliens. Cupids seem pretty believable."
Cisco continued to lick at the popsicle as he swirled in the chair. Harry was not too far away, tinkering with some items. Discreetly stealing glances. Just to be safe.
When Barry not so casually walked in and whispered something in your ear, Eobard didn’t like the way your eyes lit up. The both of you left, and he could feel his mind reel at the possibilities of torture he was in for. Cisco snickered from his spot.
“Something funny.” Eobard pressed.
“Oh, you’ll see.”
He didn’t like the sound of that.
“So how do I win his heart?”
Barry was the last person to help with that question. So he’d just handed you a book.
“These are some ideas I got from a reliable source.”
Source meaning lots of google searches. You took it happily, diving into the contents. Barry was impressed at the way your eyes whipped over each page. In a matter of seconds you were done with the forty page journal he’d put together.
“Got it! Thanks Barry.” You threw the book and Barry caught it clumsily. When you entered the room, you were almost glowing. You marched straight over to Eobard who narrowed his eyes.
“Would you like to have a seat?” You pulled out a chair, but he merely folded his arms.
“I’m fine.”
“A massage?”
“Pass.”
“Chocolates?”
“I’m allergic.”
“Bath?”
“Took one thirty minutes ago.”
You were running out of ideas, and Eobard was sure with each word you would snap at him, but you were still wearing an almost contagious smile.
“Thank you, I think now I’ve learned more about you than when I started. “ It took him a few seconds to realize what had just happened. His hands unfolded slowly.
“You played me..”
Was this what it felt like when someone used a reverse uno card on you?
Before he could apprehend you, you were skipping off. Cisco was just sitting there confused.
“What did she just do?” He waved around his partially melted popsicle. Barry decided to explain.
“I gave her a book on studying human behavior. It was centered around romantic encounters. Some of that stuff is actually accurate when it comes to reading body language. She knows you're combative.”
Cisco’s mouth formed an ‘o’ shape.
“Damn, she played you like a fiddle.”
With one look, Cisco was silent for the remainder of the day.
It was clear that the journey to change Eobard would be a tough one. While they were willing to try. There were still points that were a lot harder than most.
“Not that I don’t trust him, but it’s been a few weeks and I’m still afraid to fall asleep in the lab. We could keep him locked up in the pipeline, but (Y/N) might have a breakdown if we did that again.” Cisco was right.
“I can take him!”
The poof of your appearance startled both Barry and Cisco.
“Don’t do that!!”
You giggle bashfully.
“Sorry, I keep forgetting humans don’t teleport. I’ll do better.” When Cisco got his heart rate under control.
“You’re going to take him to your place. I just realized we’ve never asked where you’re poofing too all the time!”
“I have a place here. Cupid’s are very resourceful. This isn’t my first time in this city. I’ve been here many times, I’ve just never stopped long enough to do much. But now that I have my soul mate we can live together and cuddle all day long.” After that statement it appears you were off in your own world. So Cisco took that time to negotiate.
“It's not a bad plan. She’s the only one who’s not scared shitless of him. Plus she’s like all powerful. He’d be screwed if he tried anything. “
It was very appealing. Barry turns back to you.
“Are you sure you can handle him?”
“Yes!! Please, please, please!” Your eyes did that thing again and Cisco agreed.
“Alright fine you can have him just stop it with the cute freaking eyes!!”
Your grin was wide, and you gave Cisco a hug. He stumbled slightly at the whiff of pink.
“Thank you!” You were gone again, and Barry groaned.
“Barry, I love you bro.” Cisco was wearing a silly smile as he patted Barry on the shoulder.
“I know.” They supposed they would have to get used to this.
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“Here’s a blanket, and your bed is right here.” Eobard stared down at the king sized bed.
“Where is yours?”
“We can share.”
“Absolutely not. “
“Why not?”
Eobard assumed you were joking, but he should have known that at this point, he should take everything you say as it was. Because you were as naive as you were powerful. He’d put up with your constant flirting, inserting, pestering. But it was never ending. The worst part wasn’t your infatuation, but your view that if you invested enough, then you’d magically wake up one day and he’d be some good guy. He wasn’t as oblivious as Team Flash gave him credit for. It’s clear that was the only reason he wasn’t rotting in Argus right now.
It was aggravating.
“I’ll never change.”
There was a bit of contempt in those words, and all you offer is a smile.
“I don’t remember saying I was going to change you.”
Eobard squinted.
“It’s naive to expect you to become a hero overnight. Of course I’d prefer it if you didn’t go around impaling people. But I don’t want you to change everything about yourself. There are certain traits you have that are a part of you. You’re stubborn, combative, brutally honest. Even under normal circumstances, these are regular characteristics that make up a person. To ask you to change that would be wrong. That’s not love. Love is making a person better inside and out because you care. Not changing them because people expect it of you. “
Eobard didn’t have words to retaliate against that.
Deep down he knew that you were right in some aspects. Had he never met Barry Allen, his life would have been much different. He could have been a professor somewhere and maybe..
His eyes drifted in your direction, this time, he found himself enamored by the soft inviting smile you wore. He held your gaze for a few moments before turning away.
“I’ll take the couch.” With a laugh, you stack the colorful sheets.
“Have a good night.”
You murmur comfortingly.
For once, he felt like he actually might.