#fr0stadvis0ry

“Look, I don’t have all day. So you either spit it out or you get out of my way.” Kara offered the best two options that she could think of in order to get rid of Frosty. “I don’t have time to play.”

“The Flash is safely back at Star Labs, hope you don’t mind the assistance.”

“Fun isn’t a word I’d use to describe Scudder,” he shrugged, “And I’m sure there are a lot of people who would want to threaten him, myself included. That’s sort of his problem, not mine.”

Barry can’t help the look of surprise crossing his features - Frost doesn’t seem the type to admit things like that, ever, & yet here she is, & she’s not quite meeting his eyes so it confirms that she really does feel what she’s saying. He pauses, unsure of what to say. Then, a somewhat MISCHIEVOUS feeling rises inside him, & he dares to walk closer to her, wrapping both arms around her waist without stopping to think that she might f r e e z e him. ‘ Like this, you mean? ’ he asks, attempting to make his tone playful but a small blush rises in his cheeks as he realizes how close he’s actually holding her. Uh-oh. Maybe she’s not the only one who feels this PATHETIC.

"You mean outside the labs? I mean, I could eat,” he said slowly, "Do you need advice or something because I’ll warn you right now, listening to my advice might make things worse.”

A frustrated sigh escapes from barry’s lips as she gave him that cold stare. ‘ dammit, frost, it’s not like i’m saying you CAN’T! i’m saying that... ’ that i don’t want you here. i don’t want you to get hurt. i don’t want you to fight or die beside me. but the words wouldn’t leave his mouth. ‘ i don’t need help. ’ that may not be entirely true, but he wanted her to leave. He had a terrible feeling that this was going to end badly, & the last thing he wanted was for caitlin FROST to be in the middle of this mess with him. Before he could say anything else, a large crash sounded from upstairs. ‘ don’t follow me! ’ pointless, really, considering she probably wouldn’t listen to him anyway. He sped upstairs, coming face-to-face with the meta that could control metal. The meta man smirked. ‘ so you came. alone. that was a foolish thing to do. this was all a trap. ’ before Barry could figure out what that means, he was suddenly stuck in one place. Metal plates stuck to either side of him - painfully. It felt like they were melting into his skin. He tried to run, but it seemed he was stuck. Ah, crap.

“Wait what?” she said, looking up from her laptop that she’d been writing on and leaning back in her chair, surprised to see the white haired woman in the offices without warning, “Why? What did he do this time?” ‘s fault.Of course she was assuming that it was Ralph