Leonard and Sara (Any day)
"A pink hippo sounds perfect," Sara said with a chuckle. "Maybe we can find one with sequins." If they were going all in on the doing things that weren't things they would normally do, that would be an appropriate souvenir of the night.
When they boarded the ride, she settled against Leonard's side, not commenting when he double checked the safety equipment, and let herself soak in the cool night air, the warmth of the man next to her, and the surprisingly lovely view of the city below them.
It really was a perfect moment, one that neither of them likely deserved given their respective histories, and one that Sara did not intend to take for granted. After he kissed her, she leaned her forehead against his, only hesitating for a moment before speaking softly. "I love you, Leonard Snart."