barry spends hours listening to vanessa williams singing save the best for last on repeat while staring at pictures of iris west
Part of what I love about Barry and Iris is that their relationship is basically one of them yelling “ADVENTURE!” and taking the other by the hand, both of them running off before Joe can stop them. Iris’ smile has probably gotten them out of all of the scrapes Barry’s hero tendencies have gotten them into. Tired, sweating, probably a little sore, and definitely heading for an adrenaline crash is how they’ve grown up. I can take care of myself, I can do my own thing, I can take on the world, but with you I can take on the universe.
They have lived their lives together, every heart break, every trauma, every little moment of adolescent pain they thought would kill them, they went through together. A life without Iris isn’t a life for Barry, and a life without Barry is something Iris realized she can’t bring herself to think about.
They hold on to each other so tightly, and it’s not because Barry is in love with Iris, or because Iris is the one who protects Barry but because they’re better together. They have their own lives, and their own struggles but at the end of the day, you just know Iris will knock on her bedroom wall, and Barry will knock back; because there is an adventure to be had, and it’s only worth going on together.
u may have killed my favorite character but u will never kill my spirit. or my love for them. or my ability to talk about them for an irritatingly long amount of time