[ Continued from wayswithwords ]

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These are things Barry hadn't considered would be an advantage with the powers he had. His immediate go-to had just been to want to help people, but maybe there were ways he could use it to make his own private life a little more interesting. He had spent so long existing to work and to seek justice for his dad's wrongly imprisonment, battling against people who didn't believe him when he said someone else killed his mom. Now everything had changed, and by chance, he had met Alex who had an understanding of the whole powers thing.

"Now I'm just wondering if I get drunk quicker than most too, because I feel like I've wiped out an entire JD factory," he mumbled and rubbed his eyes, trying to encourage the headache to go away. "Okay, I have a confession to make. My dating history is really abysmal, and not very experienced. Usually I let my work get in the way and it didn't last very long. Plus, I was in a coma for nine months so I'm a bit rusty on most things."

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[wreakinghavok]

"Do you want some aspirin or something?" Alex asked. "Or does the whole super fast metabolism bit mean that meds don't last long enough in your system to make a difference? There's always water at least if you want that. I think the main thing is that we get water into us and rest. You don't need to go anywhere, just so you know. You can stay as long as you want. I thought maybe after we sobered up a little and didn't feel like being sick, I could make us some breakfast. I'm a decent cook. Not the greatest one ever in all the world, but I'll do in a pinch. But at the moment, I can't really think about food. I'll be sick, and that's not a sexy look." He snuggled his nose in at Barry's shoulder again with a smile. "I don't really find you socially awkward. We talked pretty comfortably almost from the very start. But it's true. The whole scientific side of metahumans and mutants... It's fascinating, but it doesn't make much sense."

"He'll like you," Alex assured him, his hand still lightly resting on Barry's hip and his thumb gently rubbing circles there to try and calm him a little. "He's just going to have to get used to it. Scott's not the enemy or anything. He's a good guy, he's just really protective of me. I think he doubles up on protectiveness because we missed most of the time we should've had together when we were kids. He won't hate your powers, babe. That would make him a hypocrite in a serious way. Nobody's going to think that about you, babe. I promise. In fact, Rahne was the first one to tell me I should definitely go out with you, and she knew that you were a metahuman. You're really special, and when Scott sees that, he's going to like you a lot. Just give him time to adjust. He won't hate you. He'll just worry about me for a little while."

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"That involves moving, right? No. No aspirin. Not moving," was the stubborn mumbled, and Barry did, indeed, proceed to just lie there and forget the rest of the world existed. These were his days off work and he told the guys at the lab that he was off the clock because he had to 'meet a friend'. Though, the smirk that both Caitlin and Cisco gave him told him they knew exactly what he was up to. He told them he only wanted to be interrupted in the case of a disaster of mass destruction, and even then, the X-Men would probably be involved anyway. "You cook? Seriously? I'm okay. More just a mac-n-cheese or scrambled eggs dude, though. Or takeout. I have a terrible takeout addiction, especially pizza."

This did placate him, because he trusted Alex's word. He couldn't believe he had met someone he clicked so easily with. He had always been a nice, easygoing guy, but anything beyond friendly chat, he usually got awkward and he was terrible at flirting. "So you guys are really close now? I think that's awesome. You have to cherish the people in your life while you still have them. Rahne, she's the Scottish one, right? See, I do remember a bit. So, Scott's a mutant too. What powers does he have?"

[wreakinghavok]

"Okay, no moving," Alex agreed, shaking his head just a little in amusement. "I can deal with that. You're a good cuddler, you know... Even though you're hungover. You're warm." And right now, Alex was definitely burrowing into the blankets and snuggling closer to Barry. He grinned and nodded. "Yeah, I cook. Like I said, I'm not going to be a five star chef anytime soon, but I like to cook. It's fun. Sometimes I make dinner for everybody just for fun." He laughed just a little. "I can make you packed lunches sometimes," he teased playfully. "You just need a lunch compartment in your suit." Looking up at Barry's face from his spot at his shoulder, Alex asked softly, "Is it really weird if I ask you to be my boyfriend while we're naked cuddling and hungover?"

"Oh, yeah. We're definitely close. Scott went through some serious hell, and it made us closer than ever. "Yep, you do remember. She's Scottish, and she turns into a werewolf, which is kind of cool. Yeah, Scott's powers are this beam that comes from his eyes... It's concussive and... Well, it's kinda hard to explain completely, but he can't control it, so he has to wear these special glasses to keep from using it when he doesn't mean to. It's cool, though, because I'm immune to his power. So even if something bad happened, I could stand right in front of him and he can't blast me. I just absorb it."

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"Hm," Barry murmured in reply to the observation about his cuddling skills, though he was caught up in a groggy yawn before he continued to reply. "Never cuddled with anyone. Save for Iris when we were kids and watched scary movies under a blanket because we weren't really allowed to watch them. Scared ourselves shitless. Pretty sure none of that actually counts in reference to what you're talking about. Is it sad that I admit the only home-cooked meals I have is when I go for dinner back home?" The banter tapered off then, though, when Alex continued his own morning-after murmured thoughts. This was uncharted waters for Barry, if he was entirely honest. He was an honest guy, though (at least, as honest as one could be masquerading as a superhero under the guise of being a lowly forensic scientist), and he gave it the thought it deserved while he lay there quietly. "It wouldn't be the weirdest thing I've experienced in my life," he finally replied teasingly.

He made another sound of confirmation that he was listening to Alex talk. "Better than a beam of light from your ass, I suppose," he reasoned. "That would be an awkward superpower, if ever there was one. Or imagine if your superpower wasn't to run really fast, but to come really fast," he added with a snicker. He had always been able to laugh at himself. Maybe that was a characteristic of any good nerd. "Is he immune to you?"