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39. A Very Super Christmas [B.A.]

A Very Super Christmas
{Barry x Reader}

"Are you ready, Y/N?"

I tightened my grasp around Barry, holding onto him from my position on his back. "Ready to go visit an alien from another earth with my speedster boyfriend for the holidays? Absolutely." A backpack was on my own back, stuffed with our clothes and necessities for the next few days.

"I never thought I'd hear that sentence in my life," Barry answered honestly, "But then again, I didn't think I'd ever be dating an Atlantian, either." He let out a chuckle, and tightened his grip on me, too.

I nodded in agreement. Most couples vacationed at beaches, or even pretty cabins on snowy mountains, but not us. Nope. We were headed right for the earth of the one and only Supergirl, and I couldn't be more excited. We were not the most ordinary couple out there, but I wouldn't want it any other way.

I reached out my arm, fiddling with the small machine in my hand, a contraption made by Cisco for creating breaches between ours and Supergirl's earths. I pressed down the middle button, aiming it at the open space of the empty track in front of us. A large blue orb appeared in sky, sparking to life with the familiar energy I'd seen before, but never had the chance to travel through. At the sight of it, I squeezed my eyes shut tightly.

I felt Barry back up slightly, before bolting forward toward the breach. I could feel the pull of the energy wrapping around my body, pushing Barry and I forward.

Previously to traveling, Cisco and Barry had ordered me to keep my eyes shut to avoid seeing the temptations and distractions inside of the breach. My eyes were clenched shut now, all I was able to see was the backs of my eyelids. But I wouldn't have time to open my eyes even if I wanted to, anyway, because within seconds, Barry halted to a stop.

"We're here," I heard Barry breathe, "Are you alright, baby?"

My eyes popped open, taking in the view of a pretty, pastel apartment. I loosened my arms around Barry, falling to my feet on the floor.

"I'm okay, yeah," I mumbled, my eyes looking around the home. "Now, please tell me this is Supergirl's home and not some random earth thirty-whatever apartment." I yanked off my black mask and looked back at Barry, who was smiling widely from underneath his Flash mask.

He started pulling off his own hood, with his gaze fixated on something behind me. I spun around, a small gasp escaping my lips.

She was beautiful.

She was smiling kindly, hands on her lips in a heroic manner. She was dressed in an impressive suit, an unfamiliar symbol etched across her chest in red, matching the color of her flowing cape. My heart sped up as I raked my brain for something clever to say. Was a hello too basic? Too unformal? Typically Atlantians were over formal, but I spent most of my life on land growing up. But I knew Kara was an intelligent, powerful alien being, this spectacular hero of all of my friends' stories.