Blupjeans first kiss? 👀👀👀
((accepting prompts from these two lists!!))
I’ve written first kiss blupjeans so many times and I love each and every version I do :O this one in particular is part of an AU I have (which you can also send in asks about if you want lskdfjsd)!!
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Next to him, Lup was sweating. The summer sun had long since dipped down over the horizon, but the air was still warm. Under the spotlights of the ring, her body was aflame. She held on tight to the remote control in her hand, eyes fixed intensely on their robot, Duet v.6. There was a clash of metal as Duet rammed straight into the bot they were battling against. On the other side of the ring, the owners of that bot cursed and tried to swerve.
The crowd was muttering around them. Barry had tuned them out at this point. His eyes kept flickering from the battle Duet was having over to Lup, who had her hood up and mask on. Bot fighting was illegal in the city. Barry had his own mask on. Their signature red robes were the only thing pulling them apart from the crowd.
Still, he could see under the hood. Half her face was covered by the mask, but her eyes gleamed with determination.
In the ring, Duet was pushing the other bot towards the edges of the pit. Once you got pushed over the line, you lost. Last bot remaining wins. There was a screech from the tires of their opponent and Barry’s heart was in his throat as Duet toppled it over the lines of the ring, onto its back.
The crowd exploded into cheers. Lup laughed, dropping the controller with shaking hands and turning towards Barry. He caught her in a hug- spinning her around once, twice, three times, because fuck they had won, they had won, the money from this was going to help so much with-
Lup’s hands were coming to his face, clawing his mask aside just enough to press her lips to hers. The noise around them faded away and it was them- Lup, here, in his arms. Lup, who had cursed him out when they first met on the street. Lup, who he had led back to camp one night after finding her injured. Lup, who he cultivated this quiet, blossoming romance with. Lup, who was like fire and flames and the sun. Lup, whispering an “I love you too” before they had left tonight.
Lup, Lup, Lup.
Barry responded enthusiastically, holding her tightly to him, not daring to let go. She held a hand in front of their faces to block them from the crowd and pulled at the front of his robe, teeth clashing and laughing and fuck, she was so beautiful and he loved her, he loved her, he loved her-
She pulled back for a moment, meeting his eyes. He could see just how much this meant to her. She pressed a second kiss to his lips, softer, shorter, and smiling at him giddily before straightening his mask back over his face. She pulled her own mask back up, too, and turned towards the ring again.
The noise of the crowd returned to him. Lup grabbed his hand and raised it into the air, yelling,
“We won!”
And fuck. He had never felt more like a winner than now.
