The Flash Imagines

Christmas Jealously

Summary: Snippet of what Christmas day with Barry and his family is like.

Warnings: Jealousy and a few swear words

"C'mon, y/n," Barry pleaded, persistently poking you in the side to wake you up. "It's Christmas and you plan on sleeping the day away." He pouted.

It was a cold and snowy Christmas morning and normally you would've jumped out of bed on Christmas morning but, for the first time in his life, Barry was up before 8 am and raring to go.

"S'cold," you muttered, burying your face into the pillow in hopes that Barry would take a hint and leave you alone for an hour. "You're like a five year old. You shouldn't be so excited for this any."

"Hush. I knew you'd be grumpy so in preparation I made you a Christmas breakfast consisting of eggs and bacon but your cute little butt need to get out of bed if you want any before I eat it all."

You opened an eye to glare at him. "You wouldn't dare."

Barry smirked evilly and you knew he wasn't messing around. That boy knew bacon was one surefire way to get you out of bed. "C'mon, button, we both know I could be there in .5 seconds and all your beloved bacon will be gone."

"I hatechu..." you muttered as you stretched in order to wake up a bit more.

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"Present Time." Barry gripped your hand and instantly bounded to the living room to plop you both down in front of the tree.

There weren't too many gifts under the tree (seeing as being a forensic scientist didn't pay much and a superhero paid even less) but that just made each of you more determined to make each gift that much more sentimental.

You got him a new watch (maybe now he won't have an excuse for being late), some science book he hinted at wanting, a cookbook since he insisted he wanted to learn how, and finally a scrapbook that you threw together of all your special moments.

As he flipped through the scrapbook you noticed the faint blush that covered his cheeks and your heart swelled. Barry's had a lot of hardships in his life and he's also made mistakes along the way but his intentions have always been good. If anyone deserves happiness it would be Barry Allen and you were blessed to have been the one to grant that to him in that moment.

In return, he gave you a locket with a photo of you two in one side and a selfie of him posing with you dog in the other side, a Victoria's Secret gift card (though it seemed like that gift would end up being more for him than for you), and the final gift left you shellshocked. It was a shiny gold ring, similar to a simple wedding band.

"It's not what you think." He said instantly at your frozen reaction. "Think of it more as a promise ring. A promise that no matter what you're the only one I love and maybe even a promise that one day a wedding will come about." He reached over and gently removed the ring from the box. "It's even engraved inside."

Forever.

Your silence worried Barry. He knew you'd always been weary to think about the future when everything was so unsure in his life, but he wanted this. He wanted a promise that you'd stick with him no matter how many times he would fuck up in the future.

Please say something. Barry silently begged but received no such response. Instead, you gently held out your left hand to him and he smiled, gently slipping it onto your ring finger.

"Just to clarify this is not a engagement ring... Right?" Barry laughed at your nerves, knowing that marriage was not one of your goals anytime soon. In the future, yes. But not when his hero work is in full swing and your career is just blossoming.