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Barry was tripping over his words again and he knew it. He couldn't seem to help it when he was around you. He'd come over to you with everything he wanted to say planned out in his head, but the minute you turned your (e/c) eyes on him, he'd forget it all. He bit back a groan at his own awkwardness, not knowing that you found it absolutely endearing.
You stifled a giggle as Barry rubbed the back of his neck nervously. You didn't know what it was about him, but he was adorable. Whenever he was near you, his green eyes would widen in something similar to fear. You knew he wasn't afraid of you so you figured he was just really nervous. You just didn't understand why. You were so busy studying his awkward habits that you didn't realize you hadn't answered his question.
"I guess you're pretty busy. Maybe another time," he muttered, kicking himself. Of course you'd be busy. You probably had a date. It wouldn't surprise him. He was way too unsure of himself around you to catch your attention the way he wanted. "Wait, Barry! I'm sorry. I zoned out a little," you told him, smiling sheepishly. Barry put on a false smirk. "Am I that boring?" You laughed and muttered, "No, you're that adorable." You didn't expect Barry to hear you.
"You think I'm adorable?" he asked. His whole face, to the tips of his ears, turned red. "Well, yeah. You're so awkward and it's sweet. Pair that with your face and you've got a recipe for adorable." You felt your own skin heat up as you spoke. Apparently, once you started, you couldn't stop. You hadn't meant to say any of that out loud. Now you were the one being awkward and babbling.
Barry smiled. It was nice to know that he wasn't the only one who was nervous at that moment. You just hid it better. At least until you started talking. It made Barry laugh. He took a timid step closer to you. He moved like you were a frightened gazelle who would run given the chance. You giggled at him again, your self-confidence returning. "I'm not going to run away, Barr. You'd be able to catch me even if I did."
You reached out and took one of his hands in yours. "Now, I believe you were trying to ask me something?" you asked and his face turned red again. "Uh, yeah. I was wondering if you'd like to see a movie with me? You know...alone? Like a date?" You glanced at him through your lashes and nodded. "I'd love that, Barry, although I can't say how much of the movie we'd actually pay attention to."
Barry started to stutter and clear his throat multiple times. You threw your head back and laughed. "I'm kidding, Barry. I'd rather take things slow with you." Barry chuckled softly. "Kind of ironic really," he commented before bringing your hand up to his lips and kissing your knuckles, "But I like the idea. Everything else in my life is so fast now, I think taking it slow is a great idea." You smiled at him.
"Then slow it is." You kissed his warm cheek and turned to walk away. Before leaving the room you looked over your shoulder. "And you better not be late, Flash." You winked and left the room, leaving a stuttering Barry behind.