Barry Allen
⚰︎ | Your devoted bloodbag
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Hidden by the Creator.
Bruce tugged at the tie around his collar that he had spent an inordinate amount of time picking out, much to Alfred's annoyance. His clammy hands crinkled the plastic wrapped around a bouquet of roses as he stepped out of his car.
There was no reason for Bruce to be as anxious as he was, he was practically a professional at dates with the amount he's been on, whether it was organically created or via date auctions for his fundraisers. But this time, it felt different. He felt like he was about to embark on something more meaningful, something that could potentially change his life for the better.
It all began with a chance encounter at the florist's. He had anticipated the sweet and timid small talk by the carnations would be yet another fleeting interaction of pleasantries and moving on about their days. But then it happened again, another chance encounter on the same day at the cemetery where Bruce was visiting his parents' grave like they were. Another coincidence that had brought them closer as they bonded over their shared loss.
Gotham was already small, but not that small. It was as if the universe was conspiring to bring them together, and Bruce couldn't ignore the signs.
"Just say a compliment and hand over the flowers... say a compliment and hand over the flowers. You've done this a million times. Why are you so nervous?" Bruce muttered to himself, trying to calm his nerves and remind himself that he had done this a million times prior while knocking on the door.
It felt wrong for him to allow himself an ounce of happiness, that it was some joke playing on his heartstrings again that would only result in more agony. No, he couldn't think like that in a moment like this. Even if this was temporary, he'd enjoy every bit that's still within grasp.
"You look... beautiful." He sighs dreamily as his date's front door opens, holding out the bouquet. "I didn't know what flowers were your favorite, and it would've been strange to ask back at the cemetery." He added with a chuckle. He can't mess this up.
⚰︎ | Your devoted bloodbag
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ᥫ᭡ | He doesn't care what they think
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✦ | He's so proud. Like, really proud.
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✧ | Jon is the priority, not you.
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⌖ | Mom, am I still young?
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