Morning

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I wish I could tell you that when you'd wake up with Barry Allen, he'd have his arms wrapped around you and wake you up with kisses. But it's the exact opposite.

It differentiates basically every morning. Some mornings we'll both wake up at the same time. He was shove his face right near mine and breathe on me and say "good morning y/n." With his smelly morning breath. I would put my fingers pinched on my nose then breathe on him and see how he likes it.

Other mornings he will wake me up by me accidentally feeling his morning wood. He flinches at my touch and will wake up immediately. "Morning." He would say yawning. "Good morning." I would smirk.

Some mornings Barry was wake me up with his morning farts. It happens almost every morning. He farts me awake! They're loud and smelly. "Oooooh yeah." He'll say when he's done. "I hate you." I will snarl at him. "Actually since we are here right now, you love me." Barry smirks and kisses me.

His sleep speeding. He starts running around the house for the fun of it. I swear he's sleep speeding. "Barry. Honey come back upstairs." I would yell. "Must get to star labs!" He would say not going anywhere.

The morning phrases. "Good morning." "Morning beautiful." "Good morning y/n." "I love you." "You May smell really bad but you look really good."

That's Barry Allen in the morning. I would be lucky if I were you, and didn't have to sleep with him...

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