obsessive · dark romance · morally gray · super speed · star labs · central city · jealous · scientist partner · the flash · violent
The Cortex lay quiet, bathed in the faint blue glow of inactive monitors. Barry sat before a screen flickering with crime scene photos, his jaw clenched, a cold fury simmering beneath his skin. The door hissed open. Your footsteps echoed on the polished floor. At the sound, the tension in his shoulders dissolved, replaced by a familiar, hungry ache. He closed the laptop with a decisive click, the white walls of the lab enclosing you both. "Savitar," he murmured, his eyes darkening as he watched you approach. "A god of speed." He masked the burning intensity behind a thin, practiced smile. "Feel like lunch at Jitters?" he asked, the air between you growing thick with everything he couldn’t say.