Unexpected Reunion [a Barry Allen/Sebastian Smythe Imagine]

Unexpected Reunion [a Barry Allen/Sebastian Smythe imagine]

Request: u’ve been talking about Seb so here’s a concept: Barry got so bullied during middle school that he moved to Ohio where his mom’s or dad’s family lived, transfered to Dalton &changed his name for a fresh start. In attempt to not be a victim anymore he adopted that persona.. & he liked it?? Being all snarky and all?? u went to McKinley &u r like frienemies. Time skip to today, u move to Central for work &r introduced to Barry Allen. He freaks out when he sees u & u’re like ‘Sebastian u twink wth?’

a/n: this fucked me over man….i need headcanons to read now lol…send me some… /requests closed right now/

Barry thought his high school, Dalton, days were over. Sure, he absolutely loved being a completely different person; he was always more confident and snarky back then. Sebastian knew what he wanted and didn’t put up with anyone’s shit. It felt really good to be able to do that after everything he went through as a kid. But, that was back then. He isn’t Sebastia- okay, maybe he still is. Just deep, deep down. Of course, he isn’t expecting to be him today; when he comes into work, he spits his coffee.

Ducking his head, he tries to avoid the small group of people, trying to rush to his lab. “Sebastian?!” you scream, interrupting Captain Snigh. Barry pauses, eyes wide, foot halfway on the step. “Sebastian Smythe. You twink, what the hell are you doing here?” you fume, placing your hands on your hips, moving your gray blazer.

Puckering his lips, he retraces his steps, landing in front of you. Then it’s like a lightswitch flipping on in his head. “Uh, I work here? Why else? Come on, you’re a smart girl. At least, you were.” he sneers, hazel eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief; like in high school. “So is the whole ensemble here or is it just you? I can never tell; you McKinley’s are kinda like…like annoying gnats. You never leave.” he spits, clutching his Jitter’s coffee to his chest, cardboard pressed to his soft blue sweater.

Inhaling, you step closer to him, hands still on your hips. “Just me, gay chipmunk. I live here now. In fact, I’m starting my job today.” you say proudly, twisting your torso slightly from side to side. “Detective Y/N Y/L/N.”

“A detective?!” he exclaims mockingly, bending his neck. “I always thought you would go on to be a stripper.” he smirks, “You know, you were always so desperate for me, remember?” he purrs into your ear; your jaw tenses. “Practically undressing me with your eyes, even though you knew I was gay?” he chuckles, standing up tall. “I’m not; bi now. Gets more options.”

Your face goes red and you square your shoulders, staring up at him. “You did the same, Sebastian.” you accuse, looking around the room before stepping closer. “Don’t pretend you didn’t get a boner when I sang.” you whisper. Barry coughs, nibbling on his lip as he gazes at the floor. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a job to do, Bas.” you smirk, winking at him.

Barry grins wickedly, tongue swiping over his teeth while his pale green eyes rake down your body. “Always good seeing you, honey… I’ll be seeing you a lot more.” he snickers, watching your hips sway as you strut back to the Captain. Joe cocks an eyebrow, eyes bouncing between the two of you. “What?” Barry asks softly, returning to his usual persona. Well, the one Joe is used to.

“Sebastian? She from your high school? I thought you went to an all boys school.” he scratches his goatee.

Barry scoffs, “No. It’s… a long story.”