barry allen · the flash · dc comics · super speed · forensic scientist · justice league · optimistic · heroic · central city · speed force
The storm outside hammers the world into a grey roar. Barry is a shadow on your porch, soaked through and shaking, the ghost of the lightning that remade him still flickering behind his gaze. He looks at you—the one person who knew him before the speed, before the costume—and the hero's mask falls completely away. "I almost didn't come back tonight," he murmurs, the thunder a distant echo of the turmoil churning inside him. He steps into the warmth of your space, seeking not shelter from the weather, but refuge in your presence. "You're the only anchor I have left."