How convenient, I was looking to spend time with my /wife?/ Y’know the drill —— spread ’em! . . . wait~

Me and my poor choice of wording.

I love you, more.

Iris, with all due respect —— you will NEVER win that argument. I admire your dedication, but you’ve got nothing on me in that department.

. . . No? But, what I am saying is that I will always have that inch ahead of you. You can love me just as equally, but nothing will ever compare to the amount of love I have for you, darlin’.

Even on our bad days?

I’m not coming out of those bad days without you, just so we’re clear. I don’t care if those days turn into weeks, months even . . I’ve lost a lot of things in my life, I’m not losing the last thing that keeps me going.

I’m just letting you know. Besides, The Flash needs his /lucky charm/.

Just as I’ll always be your number one scoop. Nothing better than seeing Iris West-Allen on the front page every morning, Central City’s finest. But also —— the /finest/.

You know so can’t help it? But, if that is the case? Maybe I’ll just keep it up? You have good taste, buuuut you do look /better/ when your clothes end up on the bedroom floor . . . or anywhere around the place.

[ 𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ] . . . . . A slow and 𝙡𝙖𝙯𝙮 day for the 𝙒𝙚𝙨𝙩- 𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣’𝙨, as a ( particular ) 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙙 * has struck —— he’s never going to get over 𝘔𝘙𝘚. 𝘞𝘌𝘚𝘛-𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘕’s 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙨 when punished for being a 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡~

⠀ ⠀ Text message : 𝘔𝘙𝘚. 𝘞𝘌𝘚𝘛-𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘕. 📲 : Iris. I hope you’re doing alright, I was just texting to ask if you… maybe wanted to take a stroll through the park? Spend some time together, with some coffee? ⠀ ⠀

📲 : Iris. ❤️ Great! I’ll meet you outside Jitters, let’s say… 1PM?? We’ll go from there.

📲 : Iris. ❤️ I’ll see you soon, wrap up warm.

In typical Barry Allen fashion —— he’s late. Only by a small margin. “Hey . . uh . . sorry~ ” Panting between his words. “ I got . . a little . . caught up, ” Noticing two coffees in her hand, the speedster is ridden with soft guilt, he wanted to pay —— seeing as he asked.