Heat Wave. (Barry X Reader)

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"Barry, I hope you called me because you have air conditioning and ice cream, because I practically died walking here." You yelled, entering his house as if it was your own. It basically was already, because you spent a large portion of your time there.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be here so early." He walked down the stairs, sporting only a pair of gym shorts.
"Put a shirt on." You wrinkled your nose at him, hoping it would hide your faint blush.
You'd been childhood friends for so long-- why had the two of you been acting so weird recently?

"Well, we're going outside." He grinned, shrugging.
"But you don't have a pool! It's so hot out there!"
"C'mon, I promise you won't regret it."

Sighing, you followed him out the door.

"Barry, where'd you go?" You called out, squinting from the sunlight.
"Here!~"
"Honestly, I don't know what you're up to but-- AHHHHPFFSHSBBHST!"

A stream-- no, a blast-- of cold water hit your face and you flailed helplessly.

"Pffffbt-- BARRY!" You blinked the water out of your eyes, realizing that he was holding a hose and laughing hysterically.
Beside him was a garbage can full of water balloons.

"Oh, it's on." You rushed over and grabbed a handful of balloons, whipping them one after another. He aimed at you with the hose, but you used the bin as a shield while also throwing more balloons.

"You're running low on ammo!" He laughed, running closer.
You shrieked in delight, grabbing two water balloons and running into the open field.
He followed, armed with the last two colourful weapons.

"You can't run forever!"
You spun around and threw, hitting him square in the chest.
He threw one of his and missed, leaving you both with one balloon.

"I'm pretty sure I'm winning!" You were panting now, breathless from both laughing and running.
"Don't be so sure!"
You missed your second throw and had no choice but to run.

In no time, Barry had you trapped behind a tree.
"Come heeeeere!" He sang in a teasing voice, your heart beating a little faster because of it.
"Make me!" You giggled.
"You asked for it!"

Barry chased you around the tree, but you didn't get far before he caught you and popped the water balloon right over your head.

"Eeeee! No!"
"I win!" He held you tight against him and you turned around to push him away when you both paused.

His arms were wrapped around your waist and your hands were pressed against his bare chest. The two of you were soaked from head to toe, faces barely apart.

Your eyes widened and you blinked, overcome with a fierce blush from this sudden closeness.

"S-sorry, (Y/N)." He let go of your waist, face noticeably red.
"It's alright, Barry. But uh, I think I won the fight." You laughed, trying to ease the tension.
"Y-yeah?"
"Yeah. So I should get a prize."

He smiled nervously as the two of you moved in closer again.
"And what would your prize be?"

Without another word, you planted a kiss on his lips, forgetting for a moment about the hot summer air and just focusing on the feeling of his lips on yours, your hand on his bare chest, and his strong arms wrapped around you.

Your eyelids fluttered as you broke apart, and you looked up to your best friend with a soft smile.

"I think it's safe to say that both of us won here."

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BONUS ENDING

After the water started to become hot and sticky instead of cool and refreshing, the two of you headed inside to dry off.

"Just borrow some clothes," He called back at you, "I'm gonna go dry off and get something."
He left the room as you grabbed one of his larger t-shirts from the top of his drawer.

You had forgotten how tall Barry had gotten since kindergarten, when the two of you were small and about the same height.
His t-shirt reached halfway down your thighs and fell off one shoulder.
You tied your hair up in a messy ponytail and made your way back downstairs.

"Hey, I just got an ice cream cone from the truck, do you want so-- MMFFF!"
Before he finished his sentence, you kissed him, sneaking some tongue in to lick the sweet treat off his lips.

He seemed to be blushing at the way you looked messy yet cute in his clothes, and the fact that you'd surprised him with a kiss.

"E-er, want another taste?"
"Don't mind if I do."