Headliners
Or, five times team Flash made it on to the front page of Central City Weekly
Pairing: Barry/Ralph/Cisco
Also on AO3
ONE
It starts when Cisco dons his costume for the first time and helps Barry with his first meta human.
It goes well.
In fact, it goes almost perfectly. There’s a crowd of people around them clapping and cheering and taking pictures.
Cisco turns to Barry, and Barry is looking at him with one of those smiles of his that could raise the sun. Cisco barely represses the urge to tug his boyfriend towards him and kiss stupid him in front of everyone.
He settles for an innocent hug instead.
But Cisco’s expression is filled with as much love as Barry’s when they pull back a few inches, so it really shouldn’t be a surprise when Cisco sees the magazine on his way to STAR Labs the next morning.
He’s walking past a newsstand with his coffee in hand, when a picture with two very familiar figures catches his attention. It’s one of those trashy gossip magazines, Central City Weekly, and Cisco really shouldn’t be worried about it. And yet.
His eyes widen and he immediately goes into damage control mode.
He snatches as many as he can afford from the stand, planning to come back to get the rest after he explains the situation to Barry, and breaches the rest of the way to work.
Barry is already sitting at the computer in the cortex when Cisco throws down the magazines. Barry looks up at him quizzically, and Cisco gestures for Barry to read it, fingers tapping and fidgeting restlessly.
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Barry raises an eyebrow at Cisco.
“It’s not like they’re wrong,” Barry says. Cisco huffs and wheels a chair over to the desk, sitting down next to Barry.
“You’re not bothered by this?” He asks. He tries his best to keep the fear and confusion out of his voice.
“I don’t mind,” Barry pauses and searches Cisco’s face, “Unless you mind? We can be more careful next time.”
Cisco shrugs and looks down at his hands, picking at his shirt sleeves.
“I don’t know. I’m not ashamed of it or anything. It’s just…” Cisco trails off, and Barry reaches out his hands to cover Cisco’s, and Cisco’s gaze moves back to Barry’s face, who gives him a patient smile. Cisco takes a deep breath.
“I really enjoy what we have. It’s perfect right now, how it is,” Cisco says. Barry brings a hand up to Cisco’s face.
“Nothing is going to change how I feel about you Cisco, or how I treat you. Even if we have paparazzi breathing down our necks,” Barry reassures, brushing a thumb across Cisco’s cheek.
Cisco’s eyes flutter shut, and he gives Barry a wide smile.
“Okay,” he whispers.
The front page ends up folded up and tucked inside Barry’s wallet, much to Cisco’s dismay.