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Pairing: Barry Allen x reader
Request: "So it’s gonna be a Barry Allen x Reader, where Barry is engaged to Iris. Nora and a girl come from the future, both speedsters. Nora introduces herself and the girl, and while Nora looks like Iris, the girl looks like the reader. Then it turns out that in the future Iris has a divorce with Barry but they ended on good terms and then Barry is married to reader" | Requested by @ RubyRose226 (On Wattpad)
A/N: This fic doesn't take place in a particular season. Also, Nora is already born when this starts but the year isn’t mentioned.
Summary: After Barry and Iris emotionally separating, it takes two visitors from the future for them to finally move on.
Laughing along with the group of heroes, you tried to keep your eyes away from Barry, knowing that the glances you exchanged all night would eventually be noticed by someone.
However, you couldn’t help but spare another look in his direction, only to feel a pang of jealousy in your heart at his close proximity to Iris. But that initial feeling was replaced by sickness in yourself for your immoral disdain for the woman that was the mother of his child and actually his wife.
Which would make you Barry’s mistress.
You could only mildly comfort yourself with the knowledge that Barry’s unfaithfulness was purely emotional, you both unable to cross physical boundaries with each other. Neither of you were willing to make things more complicated, at least for baby Nora’s sake.
Also, Barry and Iris’ impending divorce made you feel better, despite you knowing that you should feel bad about what two of your closest friends are going through.
Team Flash could sense the previously idealized couple crumbling apart. Starting with their constant fights that began a few months ago, and soon enough they stopped speaking to each other entirely. Eventually, the team started noticing them coming into the lab at different times, and at house parties, there wasn’t a trace of Barry that could be found at their alleged “shared” apartment, other than the child that was fifty percent his.
But little did the rest of the team know, you knew everything. And honestly, you may have caused it too.
Still, you knew better than to think that everything was your fault. Because before the fights, before the silence, and before their mutual avoidance, Iris had been doing the exact same thing Barry was doing after the split.
Clandestine meetings with the Assistant District Attorney under the guise of interviews. But Barry was smarter than she gave him credit for, and it didn’t take him long to figure out what his wife and the City’s ADA were actually doing behind closed doors.
Then soon enough, he confronted her about it, and they were able to air out everything in the form of sarcastic words and petty remarks. But neither one of them wanted to formally pull the plug.
Instead, Iris continued to see her secret lover, and Barry started visiting you more often. Except this time, it was you and him who were meeting under false pretenses.
You both told yourselves that you were just comforting each other in a time of need, completely platonic, just as it had always been.
But in the back of your minds, you both knew that wasn’t true. You also knew that your relationship wouldn’t go anywhere if you built it on the collapsing foundation that was the West-Allen marriage.
So you both shoved your feelings underneath all the other emotions circling through the air, knowing that at the end of the day, you both had each other. And neither of you were willing to risk that by acting on a childish crush at the wrong time.
Despite everything, you didn’t hate Iris, and she didn’t hate you. Sure, you were jealous of each other, you of her husband and her of your freedom, but you knew that everything happening was a direct result of both of your actions.
And while you both couldn’t claim to be particularly morally righteous after this, you still respected each other.
Accidentally locking eyes with Barry, you felt your face heat up as you quickly turned your head away, however you could still feel his lingering stare on you.
Instead of giving into the pull that was drawing you towards the man your heart secretly belonged to, you focused on Caitlin and her theories about whatever newest medical advancement that she heard about, willing yourself into holding out a little longer.
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Later into the evening as the moon overcame the sun and guests began to dwindle, it was only you, Barry, and Iris left at Joe’s house. Him, Cecile and Jenna having previously left to go on vacation.
Needless to say, the air was stale, and the only sound to be heard was feet shuffling across the hardwood floors, cleaning the house so the West-Horton family didn’t have to once they returned.
You had stayed to help Barry, and you both assumed that Iris would have been one of the first to leave the party to meet her not-so-secret lover. But much to you and the scarlet speedster’s surprise, she had stayed to help, surely having an underlying purpose.
In no time at all, the house returned to its previous state, no signs of drink spills or dirty plates. And silence quickly filled the room, which was admittedly worse than the comfortable sound of feet hitting the floor.
You all found yourselves at the dining table, you and Barry across from Iris, it being an excellent analogy to the emotional alliances you took in the fight.
Just as Iris opened her mouth to break the silence and reveal why she actually stayed with her husband, a portal opened with a bright light emerging from it.
From the light came two women, one you recognized as future Nora, which you had met last year. But the other was a stranger, though you took notice of her jawline and facial structure that you couldn’t help but find similar to Barry’s.
“Mom,” Nora breathed, seeming relieved for some reason.
“Nora?” Iris asked, “What are you doing here?”
Knowing that his daughter wouldn’t time travel unless she needed help, Barry added, “What’s wrong?”
You remained silent throughout the exchange, instead eying the woman accompanying the future speedster. But when your eyes landed on hers, you found that she was already looking at you.
“Nothing, hopefully,” Nora assured, only confusing you all more as she addressed Iris, “I just wanted to check in.”
Barry looked skeptical, but before he made any inquiries of his own, Iris beat him to it.
“Who are you?” the reporter asked, looking at the mystery woman.
Despite expecting the question, the brunette next to Nora stammered while looking at you, which made Barry subconsciously take a protective step forward.
“You-You’re my mom,” she admitted, making you gape and Barry looked at you with a questioning face.
“And he’s my-”
“Barry’s your dad,” you breathed, connecting the dots on why she looked like a perfect mixture of the two of you.
The girl nodded, confirming your statement.
Nora introduced her, “Dawn, my half-sister.”
“Barry and I divorce,” Iris stated, more as fact than a question. With Nora and Dawn both nodding, confirming her words.
Looking at his wife with a sad smile, he broke his silence, “When?”
“Tonight,” Iris answered, “That’s what I wanted to tell you.”
“But the legal proceedings finish two months from now,” Nora explained.
A silence engulfs the room, not awkward, but awaiting. Waiting for someone to make the first move, to start the chain of events that you all knew were coming but never had the nerve to actually set off.
“Is… Is there anything else we should know?” Barry hesitantly asked, already overwhelmed with the night’s information but always wanting to be prepared.
He subconsciously took his hand in yours, something he had recently started doing now that his wife emotionally belonged to another man and he was free to express himself with you as he pleased.
Nora and Dawn simultaneously shook their heads while the elder sister spoke, “No, we just had to make sure it happened. There were some shifts in time and if this didn’t happen… well, Dawn wouldn’t exist.”
“Should we be worried about these ‘shifts’?” Iris asked, with you and Barry thinking the same thing.
“Nope, the Legends have it handled for the most part. We just offered to help them keep this particular event from changing.”
Barry smiled at his daughters with pride, knowing that the future would be in great hands.
Glancing down at her watch, Dawn’s eyes widened, “Uh, Nora, we need to go. We only have a minute left.”
“Frack!” Nora exclaimed, “We set a timer to make sure we didn’t stay in the past too long and mess things up even more. But it looks like we’re almost out of time.”
Coming towards you, Dawn engulfed you in a hug, her embrace expressing all of the words she didn’t get to say, all the questions you didn’t have the time to ask.
“I love you, mom,” she muttered into your ear.
And you tried to hold back your bittersweet tears as you whispered, “I’ll see you soon.”
Quickly hugging each of you, Nora and Dawn said their goodbyes before returning to the future in a flash of light.
Their sudden exit left the three of you standing in the living room, exchanging glances, not quite sure what to do next.
Turning towards you, Barry reluctantly let go of your hand while asking, “Could Iris and I please have a moment?”
“Of course,” you nodded, “I’ll be outside.”
You softly smiled at Iris, hoping that you both would be able to remain civil despite the new information about what will happen.
Walking out on the patio, you looked up to the sky, admiring the stars. That night, they were even more beautiful with the knowledge that your daughter would be looking at the very same ones.
You thought about how you and Barry’s relationship would change. The biggest difference being that now, you could actually have a relationship with him instead of stolen glances from across the room and endless sleepovers.
Sure, there was a part of you that would mourn the loss of West-Allen, their relationship having been the golden standard for so long. But nothing is forever, especially not something that makes two people as miserable as they had been.
Smiling to yourself, you imagined Dawn’s brunette hair, the same shade as Barry’s and her eye shape similar to yours. Knowing the life in store for you and Barry, you knew that things were working out for the better.
Caught up in your head, you didn’t notice the door open and slightly jumped at Barry’s sudden presence next to you.
“Deep in thought?” he questioned, a signature warm smile on his face.
You chuckled, “Just thinking about everything that’s happened.”
Barry nodded, “I get that, Iris and I had a lot to discuss.”
You hummed at him, not wanting to pry, but curious about what the couple decided.
“We’re getting a divorce, and we’re pretty much in agreement about everything so it will likely just take the two months that Nora said.”
You simply nodded, not thinking it appropriate to smile or congratulate him. Despite knowing that he doesn’t romantically love Iris anymore, you knew that a childhood love like they had would always remain in some capacity.
Wrapping his arm around your waist, Barry gave you a quick peck on the cheek before pulling away and beaming, “I have been waiting a long time to be able to do that in public.”
You laughed, “Well, we’ll get plenty of opportunities to do it more once everything is official.”
Barry’s smile remained, “I can’t wait.”
Chuckling at the man you’ll soon be able to call your boyfriend and possibly even your husband, you rested your head on his chest as you had done many times before. But the new meaning behind his touch made it feel different.
Running his hand through your hair, Barry smiled, “Let’s go home.”
You fondly looked up at him. Sure, your relationship wasn’t ideal, some would even call you a mistress or home-wrecker. But all that truly mattered was that you and him knew what you felt. And the truth was that what you both shared was real, and stronger than anything either of you had ever experienced before.
You comfortably sighed in his arms, “I would love that.”
