A/n: hey thirty chapters into this chaos and somehow we're at 80k.....let's do something special

"You've got to be kidding me. What is he going to do next? Run through a wall?!"

"Don't you fucking tempt him," I growl, blocking one of Barry's fists with my forearm. "I don't even want to know if he can do that."

I kick him in the shin, and uppercut his face, sending Barry flying back to meet Oliver.

I almost reel over in exhaustion and pain the moment after. I shakily took a breath in trying to muster whatever energy I have left in me, only to have the breath knocked out of me.

A hand wraps itself around my throat and I desperately try to suck in any air I can meeting Barry's angry red gaze. His mouth moves, but the ringing in my ears, prevents me from understanding whatever he said. Either way...I was prepared.

"K-Kick his a-ss Ol-lie!" I sputter out with as much of a smirk as I can manage, before slamming my elbow into the arm around my throat.

Barry flinches back in pain and with everything left in me, I curled my hand into a fist and slammed it right into his nose.

Barry stumbled back and there was the faint sound of Oliver's rope pulling him out of my reach.

That's when the dizziness set in. I stumbled, swerved, desperately trying to stay upright.

The last thing I saw before my legs gave out and caved into the darkness was Barry furiously avoiding every single one of Oliver's attacks.

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I'm alive?

Geez, everything fucking hurts.

I can't.....

I can't really move.

It. It feels like if I try to move, then it's just going to fall to pieces.

I can still feel everything. The well-placed kick to my left side. The punch to my abs. The swing of my arm that sent me flying down the alleyway. Every hit that I took is an itching, burning...throbbing reminder.

All of that because I tried not to fight back. Because I tried not to hurt him the way he was hurting me.

Maybe I shouldn't have given him a chance to fight the anger.

Oliver taught me a lot over the three years I've known him, but I don't think any of them could have prepared me for fighting someone I care about.

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"This is going to be an interesting hangover."

"Yeah," Oliver agrees, trying to smile but clearly distracted by something else. "Get in the van, and have your team check up on you. I'll go get her."

"Get her?" Barry questions and Oliver gives him a pained look, before glancing at the entrance of the alley, where I lay.

Alive, (ease up she's not dead yet) but unmoving and in a large amount of pain. 

Barry's playful smile disappears as he spots me and suddenly all he can see was the fight. The way I had tried to get him to see sense. The way I told him I wouldn't fight him. The way I tackled him out of the way from hurting Iris and Eddie. The way he felt when he punched and threw me around the street. The way it felt when he landed his punches and kicks on me because I was too worried about hurting him. He had lost control and now I was paying the price for it.

The horror, the horror.

Barry speeds over to me, faster than Oliver can get there and panics, seeing the state he's left me in.

"Ra-Rani....I....." Barry mutters, trailing off as he sees me writhing in pain on the pavement. "I did.....I did this."

"It feels worse than it looks," I joke as I feel him cradle me in his arms then I realize something. "Wait, no ughh....the other way......that's what I meant."

"You sure about that?"

"No, not really," I concede, letting out an airy laugh. "But I'm a speedster remember? Just like you. I heal fast."

"Not fast enough." He mumbles, carefully trying to pick me up, but faltering when he notices a grimace of pain that I so desperately tried to hide.

"Flash," Oliver's voice-modulated voice asks gently behind us as he finally makes it to our side of the alley. "You got her?"

"I-I.." He says, clearing his throat. "I got her."

"Both of...you stop looking so miserable, at least my nose already stopped bleeding," I mumble angrily into Barry's chest.

Oliver snorts and Barry can't help but let a smile grow on his face. He looks back down at me, and I give him a weak smile.

"I'll be fine Barry."

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"Hey, stop it," Barry murmurs, giving me a sideways glance before turning his attention back to the road.

"Stop what?"

"You're fidgeting with your bandages again."

I pause, looking back down at my hands. Guilty as charged.

"Sorry," I respond glancing around. "However I will be even sorrier if you pass by Jitters one more time."

"Okay, it's not my fault there are zero parking spots left!" He exclaims, a chuckle rising from him.

Good. He's not beating himself up at the moment. You should have seen his face when we got into the car.

"Over there!" I eye, pointing ahead from the backseat. Barry cheers and sprints out of the car the moment we're stopped.

"If we drove in one more circle I think I might have launched myself out the door."

"And what exactly did you just do?" I snark back and he blocks the entrance to Jitters, a teasing smile on his face.

"You're not getting coffee now." Barry spites and I laugh

"There can only be one petty one in the group and I think we all know it's me," I joke, ducking under his. arms and rolling into Jitters. I'm about to make a witty comment before something cuts off my train of thought.

Ahhhh. Shit.

"Rani you okay?"

I glance up at Barry and realize I haven't stood up yet from the angry throb in my side.

"I'm good," I say, quickly getting up and subsequently aggravating my leg.

Apparently, a broken rib and bruised shin don't heal as fast as I thought.

"Nope," Barry says, scooping me off of my feet and dropping me on one of the high chairs. "I'll get the drinks, you stay here."

"Barry!" I whine be he doesn't listen and walks over to the counter.

"So.......that was adorable," A voice says, startling me.

"Deep in thought about Barry?" Felicity teases and I poke her arm in response. 

"Perhaps, but at least I'm not giving Oliver the biggest googly eyes that exist." I snark back with a smile.

"I'm going to ignore the quip at me staring because you did not deny it!!" She squeals.

"Ooh, what's the excitement about?" Iris says, bearing our drinks. 

"How Barry asked if we both had three lists after he had a conversation with you," I respond with a smirk, taking a sip of my hot chocolate.

"Ignore her Iris," Felicity teases. "Two-thirds of her three list don't even speak English."

"Don't you dare speak of my Bangtan Boys like this."

"Wait what?" Iris questions and I shrug.

"I'm into K-Pop."

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(lol also could you tell I couldn't figure out what to make them talk about there?)

"You didn't have to walk up with me," I say appreciatively, gesturing for Barry to come into my apartment.

He bites his lip, staring at my hands. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

I frown, noticing his expression. "Barry, we talked about this, I'm fine."

"If you were fine you wouldn't be wincing every time you inhale. If you were fine you wouldn't have a limp or have nearly tripped up the stairs. If you were fine you-"

"Honestly, I would have tripped up the stairs injured or not," I huff, cutting him off. "But Barry, the only pain I'm really concerned about is the one that's coming from you worrying. It's not like I'm dying Barry, I'm going to be fine."

"You could have died," Barry mumbles. "And I could have killed you. For the first time, I actually know that feeling you were talking about the last time we were here."

I freeze, glancing at Barry to find his attention drawn to the floor.

"Bartholemew Henry Allen, would you kill me right now," I ask and his gaze snaps to meet mine.

"Why would you even ask me that?"

"Because you don't realize how much you need to hear it, now would you kill me?" I repeat.

"Never."

"That right answer, right now is who you are, not the anger driven craze that was out on the streets last night. What happened was out of your control and the things that you did don't define who you." I say.

"But my job is to protect this city, to protect you!" Barry says as his voice starts to rise and I wonder if the effects from Bivolo hadn't completely faded away. "I'm supposed to save those the people out there, not endanger them. And I made a promise that I would keep you safe and the first chance I get I screw that up!"

"Barry none of that is your fault!" I say. "You need to lis-"

"I never should have brought you into this!" He murmurs and my anger spikes after hearing that.

"I sure hope you take that back because of much as I appreciate that Barry you couldn't have stopped me either way! I can defend myself when I need to thanks, in case you forgot!" I growl. "I would and will continue to get hurt with or without you."

"I didn't forget Rani!" Barry yells.

"Then what Barry?! This clearly has a lot more to do that just me getting hurt tonight so let me ask you again. What. Is. Your. Problem?!"

"MY PROBLEM IS HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU! I CARE ABOUT YOU SO MUCH THAT IT HURT TO LEAVE YOU BEHIND THAT NIGHT BECAUSE YOU HAD TO COME TO YOUR SENSES ON YOUR OWN! I CARE SO MUCH THAT I MADE A PROMISE TO MYSELF TO NEVER  LET YOU GET HURT AND THE FIRST CHANCE I GET TO FULFILL THAT PROMISE, I HURT YOU."

(too many caps?)

"You...wh..what?" I say, my angry tone melting into one of confusion, and my heart starts to beat faster and I have no idea if it's because of my emotions or powers.

Barry's glare softens to one of fear as a tear I didn't notice drips down my face. His eyes have moistened too, and I notice his emerald gaze flickering between mine. Time literally slows down as both of us come off our anger rush and the quiet of the room seems to suffocate us.

It's just Barry, our tears and I, but right now it feels like everything in the world all at once.

"Barry?" I coax, almost like a whisper. "You will never hurt me. Nothing you can do will ever hurt me.......just.......please let me help you, the way you helped me."

He looks absolutely terrified and then, for a quick second, a mere fraction of a moment even in speedster time, he glances down at my lips before meeting my gaze once more.

Oh.

OH.

My heart continues to race in my chest as, so loud it's almost impossible for him not to hear it by now as I search his emerald eyes for some answer, some reasoning. Yet all Barry can hear is Oliver's words echo almost on loop in his mind. "Guys like us don't get the girl."

"Guys like us don't get the girl."  

"Guys like us Don't. Get. The. Girl."  

"Screw it." He mutters before crossing the room to me, in two long strides before crashing his lips onto mine. Once again it's Barry, our tears and I, but all I can feel, all I can think is just him. I can feel my hands move up to his face to deepen the kiss but I'm not thinking about that.

There's just Barry.

and me.

Us.

Screw it.

My ribs can heal another night.

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if you're wondering why these parts seemed so choppy, there was indeed a reason XD. Rani got a concussion in the last chapter, and in this one, her brain is still healing. So when she's telling you what happened, she only remembers the most important things and not so much the smaller details.

i tried to be cool, did it work? XD

AND THANK YOU FOR 80K <3