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The sound of knocking at the front door catches my attention, waking me up from my slumber.

I slowly sat up, looking at the clock that sat on Barry's nightstand, the red numbers showing me there was two minutes until the alarm was going to buzz, waking both Barry and I up, only, Barry wasn't next to me.

I slipped out of bed, rubbing away the tiredness from my eyes, pulling down Barry's t shirt that I wore after it rode up my body, as I walked downstairs, my eyes landing on Barry, already dressed, writing something down on a blank card in the kitchen.

My eyebrows furrow, a yawn leaving my lips, a small whimper in pain leaving right after, my hand instantly going to my jaw, gently touching it due to how sore it was.

"Barry?" I call out from the stairwell, as he instantly jumps, clearing his throat, turning, hiding what he was doing behind his back, "Did you see who was at the door?"

"No- I was just about to-" Barry began, keeping hidden what he obviously didn't want to show me.

I shot him a look filled with suspicion, walking over to the door, "Where's Nora?"

"She left a little while ago." Barry told me, watching my every move, making sure I didn't try to see what he hid.

I open the door, the person who I'd last expect at my front door at 7 in the morning; Iris West.

"Iris?" I stare at her, holding a box in her hands, "What're you doing here?"

"I brought you something-" She held up a box, smiling as I let her in, staring at her in suspicion also, shutting the door once she welcomes herself inside.

"Brought me something? Couldn't have this waited til later in the day?" I question, "You took two minutes of sleep away from me. I could be sleeping around now-"

"Well- this couldn't wait." The grin on Iris' lips didn't fade, as she greeted Barry, setting down the box on the dinner table.

I looked at Barry, "I think I might kill her."

"Calm down, Sleeping Beauty." Iris told me, her hands flat on the smooth box material, "Did you guys hook up last night or something? Is that why you're ready to have my head on a stick?"

"Oh my god-" I clear my throat, shooting Iris a look because of Barry being right there.

"Something like that." Barry says despite the rose color that had taken up on his cheeks, turning around, returning back to what he was doing before.

I looked back at him with wide eyes, "Dude-"

"I'll be upstairs." Barry walks over, kissing my head, whooshing up the stairs.

"So-" Iris claps her hands together, "Happy Anniversary-"

"Anniversary?" I immediately repeat, staring at her, ten different face expressions switching through my features, "It's not my- wait is it my- oh my god it's my-"

"And I mean- I know that people don't usually give presents to the ones having an anniversary, but-" Iris slowly opened the box, revealing my wedding dress, folded perfectly in the flat box, "I just had to."

"Iris West-" I stare at the dress, "What the hell did you do?"

"I've kinda been saving up since your ceremony last year-" She admits, "I mean, the dress was too pretty not to have as a memory so I-"

"Iris-" I stare at her with wide eyes, "My wedding dress was on rent- and you're telling me- you bought it?"

"Yes-" She smiles ear to ear, "I mean- come on. Barry has his tux- I thought it was only fair."

"Because it was a black tux, Iris. He owns like- ten of them-" I exaggerated, running a hand through my hair, my eyes scanning the dress, "I left my dress at the ceremony under a bunch of broken wood and ash."

"Which is exactly why I got this for you." Iris grabbed my hands, "I wanted you to have a piece of that day. Even if it ended up in a complete disaster. Happy Anniversary to my favorite couple."

"God- saying anniversary makes me feel old." I mutter, letting out a deep breath.

Iris shrugs, "You're only 27."

I roll my eyes, giving her a tight hug, "I love you, Iris."

"I love you, Zee." She held back equally as tight, then pulls away and looks at me, "I should get going-"

I nod, giving her one last hug, before she soon left me alone in the living room, eyeing my dress that peacefully laid in its box.

Suddenly, a whooshing breeze is flown right by me, the sound of dishes clanking coming from behind me.

I look back, Barry stood there with a smile on his lips, handing me a card that was in a red envelope, "I love you, and I'll see you at Star Labs."

"You'll see me at-?" I pause in confusion, as he kisses my hand, holding the card in my hand, watching him walk to the door, the smile not to leave his lips, as he opened the door, I calling after him, "I- love you too!"

He shuts the door, now I being the only one in the loft.

I look up, walking over to the kitchen island, noticing the breakfast that was placed on the surface of it.

Pancakes and a small bowl of fruit, my usual Jitters iced coffee placed next to it.

A small smile played at my lips as I quietly scoffed to myself, opening the envelope, pulling the white card out, words written on the front in Barry's handwriting.

A wider smile was brought to my lips, dropping the card and envelope onto the counter next to the food, jogging upstairs and grabbing my phone, dialing his number instantly.

He picks up after the first ring, "You're done eating your breakfast already?"

"What Pinterest post did you steal that from, huh?" I refer to the card, a small laugh following my words.

"Accusing me already?" Barry chuckles, "What if I told you I came up with that all by myself?"

"I'd find it very hard to believe." I told him, slowly walking downstairs, the grin playing at my lips plastered there.