Request: barry allen request with a jealous barry please?
a/n: jealous!barry is adorable js
Barry is having one of the worst days known to mankind thanks to one man in particular. Julian. He hates that he has to share a lab with the Brit. Today alone, they had two very heated arguments… and it’s noon. Which means Barry still has five more hours until the day is over. It is killing him.
He thought it couldn’t possibly get any worse as he went to the bathroom. He, like always, was so, so wrong. When his black and white Converse skid back into the lab, he feels his face grow hot. Julian. Julian is talking, no, laughing with you; his girlfriend! And since when does he laugh?! Barry coughs, making his presence known.
Julian stops speaking, turning his attention to the other forensic scientist in the room, face dropping into his usual scowl. You spin around, grinning at your boyfriend. “Barr! Surprise! I brought you lunch!” you beam, pointing to the crinkled eggshell colored Big Belly Burger bag on his desk. At least there’s food, he thinks, that’s always great.
“Thanks.” he grumbles under his breath, rolling his dark burgundy cotton sweater to his elbows. He moves the bag further away from him, focusing on the paper he was working on. He makes a mental note to eat after.
There’s shuffling of documents, “Allen, I’ll be back after lunch. Don’t touch anything.” Julian snarls, before grabbing his tweed jacket, nodding at you with a smile. Barry’s squinted forest green eyes follow the man out the door.
‘Don’t touch anything.’ Barry mouths in a snobby way, upper body squirming around. God, Julian can be such a dick sometimes. “I love seeing you jealous. It’s super cute.” you snicker, dipping your hand into the bag and pulling out the container of fries, snagging one. You wave the fry at him before biting it, grinning from ear to ear.
He pouts, snatching the plastic container from you, slumping down in his office chair. “I’m not jealous.” he mutters, shoving a handful of crispy fries in his mouth as he swivels around, scooting even further in the leather seat. “Jus’ ‘ate ‘im” he says with his mouth full,rolling his eyes. “Shouldn’t be flirting with my girlfriend.” he spits in a bitter tone, swallowing.
You suppress your giggles, spinning the chair. Barry frowns at you, fries hanging from his lips as he chews. “Barr, don’t worry, I’m yours. I was actually telling Julian a story. That’s why we were laughing so hard.” you snort, index finger dragging underneath his chin.
Barry gulps, pulling rest of the fries in his mouth with his tongue. His eyes watch your finger trail up his chin to his bottom lip, brushing off the crumbs. “What story?” he mumbles, lips still framed in his signature pout.
“Remember when you had to stop during sex to go get food and you came back with this big ass steak and continued to eat it whil-”
“Y/N!” he screeches, eyelids flying open in shock as you snicker at his blush. “Oh my god…” His hands cover his face in embarrassment. “I can’t believe you… I was jealous of that…” he mutters into the fry container. Stupid Julian. Hopefully he won’t tell the other detectives or officers. Hopefully.
*BONUS*
The next day, Barry returns to the CCPD, eyes drooping and coffee half drunk. He rubs the sleep out of his eyes with the back of his pale hand. Eddie grabs the collar of his gray jacket before he can step foot in the office. “You don’t wanna go in there.” the blond cringes.
Barry raises an eyebrow, “Wh-”
“They know about your, um, sex life…” Eddie says awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.
He groans, hiding his face with his hand. “I’m jus… I’m going to my lab.” he mumbles, pointing to the stairway.
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