Barry flashed into Cisco’s apartment at the end of another very long day. Between his job at the CCPD and being the Flash, he had little time to find an apartment for himself. Cisco was still at the lab or on his way home, as Barry flopped down on what had become his bed, the only couch in the small apartment.
Reflecting in the relative silence of the building, with its various creaks and groans, and neighbors settling in for the evening was almost soothing. Barry leaned his head against the back of the couch and closed his eyes, it was almost like having a little brother he decided. Someone underfoot that he loved, but often they tended to get on each other’s nerves. He knew he needed his own place in order to bring Iris home to and advance their relationship, but time was always an issue, even for the fastest man alive.
The silence was broken suddenly by the ringing on his phone, with a groan he pulled it out of his pocket to see a call from the precinct. He listened carefully and said he’d be at the location shortly, since it wasn’t actually all that far from Cisco’s apartment even at normal speed. A break in on an abandoned apartment, just before Christmas too, seemed low even for criminal scum in this city.
As soon as he arrived he went up to a massive 3rd floor apartment, which happened to be the top floor, offering a stunning view of the park nearby, and open layout with plenty of room for having company for parties. As he did his thing he heard the landlord talking to the officer in charge of the investigation complaining about the lack of police patrols in the area which lead to this and how was he supposed to rent it out if the riff raff could just waltz in here. Barry stopped listening at some point a plan forming in his mind as he completed his walk through and investigation.
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Later after everything calmed down, he went to talk to the landlord at first on the pretense of some follow up questions about the break in, then the talk went to the landlord griping about the break in and lack of police patrols in the area.
Barry subtly worked the conversation around where it worked in his favor, trying to hint that if he was allowed to rent it he could make sure police was always on hand since he worked for the police, but it was a shame that the rent was so expensive, since the location was perfect.
It took a bit of convincing and a few calls for reference checks, but barry was finally able to sign the lease at a monthly rent that was actually respectable, considering his food budget. He gladly took the keys and decided to wrap one of the keys for Iris’ gift……but of course between work and metahumans attacks and HR being annoying as always, time slipped away and Christmas came with him at Joe’s house as usual, hoping that by this time next year he’d be able to host it with Iris at their apartment. That had a nice ring to it in his mind…. OUR apartment. A grin crossed his face as Wally opened his gift to reveal his own kid flash costume with HR acting very drunk. He just imagined Iris’ face when she found her own present…
Next up: “Faith”