An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Partners at the precinct share extensions, and Len finds out just how often West’s children call from college.
Picking up his receiver in exasperation, Len opened his mouth to greet the caller with the standard 'Homicide, Snart,' but was drowned out by a pitiful, whining voice rushing to speak.
“Oh my God, Joe, I can’t believe I let you and Iris talk me into it! I’m never listening to anything you say ever again for as long as I live, which—God—hopefully isn't much longer! I don’t think I’ve ever been this embarrassed in my entire life! I’m talking worse than that time in eleventh grade when you caught me in the backyard with Carter Cassidy! I'm never going to be able to go to that coffee shop again! God, Joe, I asked him out and he looked horrified! He thought I was only fifteen. Fifteen! I don’t look that young, do I? You know what, don’t answer that. Guys at the precinct call me ‘baby-faced Barry Allen’ behind my back and I’m not totally convinced you didn’t start it…”
Ah. Barry, the remarkable foster son West was always going on about.
This should be fun.
“I assure you, Barry, I most certainly did not start that nickname,” Len spoke over the boy's hysterical rambling, smirking when his voice was enough to plunge the conversation into silence.
“Uhh...you’re not Joe,” Barry finally coughed in embarrassment, earning himself a hum of agreement from the amused detective.
“Correct. I’m his new partner.”
Y'all. This fic is so much fun! (Trust me; it's a completed work that I've alpha and beta read for, so I know what I'm talking about!) It's set before the particle accelerator explosion and Barry is 19. It's a role reversal AU with Barry having a bit of a shady past and Len working for the CCPD. (Heads up, the canonical age gap exists, so if that's a squick for you, be forewarned; there's nothing I would qualify as smut, though.) If you like Len POV, Len as a note-entirely-reliable narrator (he's just so good at lying to himself!), an adorably easily embarrassed Barry with some gray morality, meet cutes, long distance telephonic flirting, Lisa and Iris being rad sisters, and calling out homophobia in text, you'll probably like this one.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The final chapter is up now!!! Please enjoy this complete fic! It ended up at 79,000 word on the dot!!!
