#he finds a box of milkbones in the pantry and hopes it's some puppy play kink that len can mock him for

[qlala]

giving myself an idea for a new fic and trying to stealthily open a blank word document but the tiny edna mode that i installed in my brain for exactly this reason immediately wakes up from a dead sleep and begins smacking me over the head with a rolled-up newspaper

#she doesn't know about tumblr tags though! #anyway. leonard finally accepting that mick is right and he's obsessed with the flash #but obviously just the idea of him #so to cure himself of this he starts shadowing barry around his daily non-flash life #and breaks into his apartment and goes through everything in minute detail #because surely this will put len's temporary insanity to rest #by proving to his own brain that barry allen is just Some Guy. he's boring. even worse: he's twenty-six. #but obviously it backfires #and len finds himself scowling at the salt-and-pepper shakers that iris west made for barry in a high school ceramics class #and they're totally mishappen and leaking salt and pepper from the bottoms but barry still has them loyally out on his table #he finds a box of milkbones in the pantry and hopes it's some puppy play kink that len can mock him for #but no it's because his elderly neighbor's dogs gets loose once a week and barry always helps her go round them up #when len DOES find the kinky things they're expensive and well-researched and depressingly right up len's alley #and len ends up just as obsessed with barry allen as he is the flash #he gives up and steals the salt and pepper shakers and swaps them for a cardboard set from the grocery store #with a note inside the salt shaker that gives barry an address and a time for that saturday night #and a p.s. that says to bring the silk rope