#harrywellsxreader

“Injury to the patella tendon usually requires what treatment, and connects which ligaments?”

Harrison is sitting crossed legged on your couch, your book in his hand. His eyes twinkle as he waits for you to answer the question. There must be a law out there somewhere against a person being this attractive. Screw studying for your midterms. You can’t focus like this.

“Harry, I think it’s better if I study alone.” His face drops.

“Is something wrong? Is it the way I phrase the questions? I can adjust it so that you understand more.”

“It’s not that.”

You don’t want to disclose the real reason, but you also don’t want him to think the help he gives is unappreciated.

“I just...I can’t focus.” you confess softly.

Harry appears lost for a few seconds, but once he sees the color that litters your cheeks, it all makes sense. He straightens, closing the book and turning his body to face you with a chuckle.

“My my, having dirty thoughts are we. How naughty. I’m even going out of my way to help.”

He loves how much his presence affects you. It goes both ways. You’d been stressing about the exams, maybe not outwardly, but he could see clearly on your face that it was bothering you. It’s why he’d offered his services. He thought a partner would help lighten the load. Your shoulders sag and he places the book on a table nearby, pulling you into his side.

“I’ve been at this all week and nothing sticks. What am I going to do? The exam is in a week.” Harry runs a hand through your hair, calming you down. Your eyes close and this time the breath you let out is one of contentment.

“Maybe that’s the problem. You’ve been trying to shove as much information into your head. You need to give yourself a break. Take a day for yourself. The more you push the higher toll it’ll take on your body. “

“Or you can just lend me your brain.” you perk up. Harry just smiles.

“I would if I could.”

“Worth a shot right.”

He’s still running a hand through your hair, and it’s so soothing that you’re afraid you’ll fall asleep right there.

“Harry, your hands are literally heaven.”

“Why thank you. Maybe I should switch professions and become a masseuse.”

“I’d pay just to come and look at you.”

That elects laughter from him.

“I’m serious, on a scale of one to ten you’re like a twenty.”

You mutter. Harry is the one fighting back a blush this time. He really does enjoy your little praises. You’re unabashed when you flatter him.

Honest.

Another thing he loves. Thinking back, he hasn’t really given you many compliments. Certainly nowhere near to how much you’ve given him. He’s been out of the game for a while, but he’s pretty sure women still like to be complimented.

“It’s come to my attention that you spend quite an amount of time praising me.”

Your eyes are still closed, and you smile, cheeks rosy.

“Well, there’s quite a lot to compliment.” you giggle. Harry brushes your hair to the side. His fingers graze your neck, and he trails a path going down.

“Quite a lot indeed.”

When you catch on to what’s happening, your breath hitches. He stops at the top of your shirt, and your eyes flicker open, instantly met with his azure hues. The desire is prominent.

“I always found it quite adorable when you insisted on remaining formal. Even when I assured you that it was fine.”

His lips brush yours, and all you want is a proper kiss. Not these sweet taunts.

“S-Sir..”

Harry grins.

“There it is. "

He closes the distance, hand groping your plump mound. Your body arches into him and he deepens the kiss, encouraged by your reactions. This was possibly the best thing to do on a Friday night. He keeps you pressed to his body, neither of you truly want to part. You find yourself pawing at his clothing. You want to feel more of him. You need to. When his hand slides under your shirt, you figure he's finally getting the message.

“Dad!”

You jump at the voice, head turning your shocked at the girl that walks into the living room. You’re still tangled up in Harry’s arms. The brunette stares in surprise. You’re mortified. Even more so when a mischievous grin rises on her face.

“I am so going to use this against you in the future. “

Harry sighs, standing as he helps you to your feet. You try to adjust your clothing. But she’s already caught the both of you in a compromising position, so it’s not like you can change that. This wasn't how you wanted your first impression to go at all.

“Jesse, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is my daughter Jesse.” You move forward, cheeks bright red.

“O-Of course, he’d told me so much about you, it’s such a pleasure to meet you Jesse.”

“You too. I heard all about you. Dad never stops talking about you.” Your blush darkens and Harry tries to usher her away.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be, we’re busy.”

“I saw that.”

“Jesse.”

His stern way of talking just makes her giggle more.

“I just came to check on you. You seemed stressed from work a few days ago.”

It’s only then you realize the bag she has. Big belly burger. You smile. She places it on the table.

“I’ll leave you two love birds alone. I’m heading back to the university. “

“Drive safe.”

You know he’s just trying to get rid of her so she doesn’t disclose anymore embarrassing information. She stops at the door, and the smile she sends you warms your heart.

“Seriously, thank you. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him like this. You make him happy.” Her words meant more than you could express.

“Invite me to the wedding!!” With a wave she was out the door. Harry sighed, turning to you as he adjusted his glasses.

“I apologize. She really is just like Tess.” He shook his head with a smile, probably from a memory. That feeling in your stomach returns. It's a product that follows when he wears that look whenever he talks about his late wife.

“Harry, why did you choose me?”

There’s a brief moment of pause. You know the question has thrown him off.

“I just..I know it’s crazy but sometimes I feel so self conscious. Whenever you talk about Tess, I can see how much you loved her. I just think someone that amazing, surely you would deserve someone just like that to love again.” You look away, because now you feel like crying.

“I think I’ve found that person.”

You turn at those words.

“The first time I realized how I felt, I knew you felt the exact same way. But you were scared. I know that a lot of people look at my status, my wealth, and that’s what they see. That’s what attracts them. But it scared you…because I knew that those things didn’t matter. You were afraid because I could see that you just didn’t want a relationship that was built on a company name. You wanted the real thing. I know for a fact, had I been a regular guy, you would have said yes in a heartbeat.” you swallow, and Harry takes your hand.

“You care about me because you see me, not the tech genius, or the billionaire. Or even the grump they gossip about.” you laugh at that, and Harry’s smile follows.

“That’s why I chose you.” He gives your hand a brief kiss, and your smile is possibly the brightest.

“Why did you choose me (Y/N)?” you giggle.

“You got a nice face.”

Harry is the one laughing this time, and you pull him into a hug.

“I don’t think anything I can say will top what you just did. All I know is..I love you Harry.” He holds on tighter.

“I love you too. “

“Good morning everyone!!” Barry turns, smiling. “I would think you’d be at least a little hung over, especially with the night you had.”

Did Harry tell them that you both went out?

“We saw your little show.” Cisco added, turning his phone in your direction. The clip of you singing made your cheeks color. You laughed awkwardly.

“Would you believe it if I said that was my twin sister.” Barry patted your shoulder with a laugh of his own.

“I’m sure it was.” you giggle, heading over to take a seat. The only reason you didn’t have a massive headache right now was thanks to a remedy Macy showed you. You barely remembered much last night, you just got little snippets, all which included Harry. You couldn’t stop yourself from searching for him.

“Where’s grumpy wells?” you asked.

“In his room, I haven't really seen him this morning. He must have had a wild night too.” Cisco snickered. You nod, standing and heading for the room he resided in at Star Labs. You guessed you should be thanking him. He must have been the reason you even made it home last night. When you round the corner, your eyes scan the door. You stopped, knocking before you turned the knob to enter. “Grumpy?”

“Didn’t we agree you’d stop calling me that.” He raised his gaze from the desk, and you entered fully closing the door.

“I don’t remember agreeing to that.” you snark. Harry turned his chair in your direction, pulling on his glasses. The inquisitive way he studied you made you shift.

“You bounce back quickly, I assume you used some type of spell to help with the migraine.”

“Can’t get anything passed you can I?”

He still just watched you.

“Listen, if I did something weird yesterday I’m sorry.” That must have been the reason for his looks.

“You mean besides getting wasted and singing Meg Thee Stallion’s savage.” your eyes widened.

“I looked it up.” Well, that was embarrassing.

“Yeah…” hopefully that’s all you did.

Harry stood from his chair, striding over to you. Something in your body screamed for you to run. If he got to close, you wouldn’t have the self control to hide your feelings.

“I was evaluating something, you seemed awfully touchy last night, was that only because you were drunk.” you released a breath. “W-Wait I-I...did I come on to you!” you were mortified.

“Don’t look so worried, I’m just glad I was there to stop your little rampage. Who knows what you would have done with a complete stranger if I wasn’t there. “ you frowned at that, and Harry looked, irritated just at the thought.

“I’d never do something like that with a stranger.”

His cold stare wavered.

“I asked you to come with me because I’ve..I’ve been trying so hard to tell you how I feel about you Harrison. But every  time I try to make a move, or get close to you, you just..you run away. “

“I don’t- run aw-”

You closed the space, reaching out and touching his cheek. He stilled.

“I’d understand if you didn’t feel the same, I’d never force you. But looking at you now, I know you feel it too. “ His blue orbs lowered. “You deserve someone else, someone better.”

“I deserve you.” you stated. He returned your look. “I want you.”

Since the moment he met you he felt like he was constantly restraining himself. Now he realized that this attraction was far from one sided. Maybe he knew from the beginning, and that was a ploy to keep him in check. To keep him from gaining happiness. Because for some reason whenever he was happy, he found a way to mess it up.

“You won’t break or hurt me, trust me, I can handle myself.”

Oh, he knew that. You were one of the few people unafraid to put him in his place. You nibbled on your lower lip.

“So are we gonna give this a shot..”

He wanted nothing more.

Leaning in, your hand slipped from his cheek as he pressed his lips to your own. It was tentative, and still a bit unsure. Your head was in the clouds. It wasn’t like this was your first kiss. You’d had relationships before yet, the ones you’d been with felt far different. You supposed most of the guys in your past were just so boyish.

But Harry he was, well he was a man. His hand slid down your arm, moving straight to your waist. He urged your body closer, kisses becoming more insistent and sure. You tried to match his pace, but you were clearing chasing him desperately. Harry smirked against your lips, and a short gasp left you when you felt your back make contact with the wall. You separated momentarily to regain a breath.

“H-How did you..” somehow he managed to corner you into a wall without your knowledge. You barely felt yourself move. When your eyes reconnected, the heat of his stare brought a flush of excitement through your veins. He moved to your ear, leaving a kiss right at the base of your neck, then another behind your ear.

“(Y/N)..”

The whisper of your name has a chill rushing up your spine like a current.

“Last night, you seemed awfully content at the prospect of me saying your name, is that some sort of kink you have?” He was taunting you, that much you knew, didn’t make your face any less red. Especially since he found out. You were still trapped between the wall and his sturdy body. No chance of an escape.

“I-It’s your fault! Why the hell do you say it like that.”

It was childish to blame him, but what else could you do. That cocky smirk didn’t leave his lips. “How do you think I feel whenever you use your magic? Your eyes often change color depending on the spell, very arousing.”

Another onslaught of teasings. You wouldn’t survive. His kisses drifted to your neck, and you let out a soft whimper. He growled. “The last time you made the same sound when I tried to kiss you..” you knew what he was talking about. Cisco had interrupted the moment, which did nothing but give you heated dreams all the days following. You couldn’t help your sounds. Despite being a truly powerful being, Harry was the one with most of it right in this moment.

“Thank you (Y/N).” he breathed into your skin. If anyone should have been thankful it was you.

“Whatever it is, you are so welcome.” you sighed blissfully. He retracted, meeting your lips eagerly.

"I-I love you Harry, that's why I was so worried!"

Your statement made the tall man halt. His blue eyes were watching you with shock. As time went by, you could see a number of different emotions flash over his face. Finally looking at you must have seemed like too much, he just lowered his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I can't return those feelings."

Was it possible to hear the breaking of a heart.

"I'm sorry."

It hurt, more than you thought possible. But you didn't let it show.

"H-Hey it's fine. I'm sorry I just dumped this on you. That was totally not cool." Letting out a laugh you turned your back.

"Just be careful the next time you're out being a hero. " 

Just like that you were walking out of STAR Labs. Every step felt like a stab to your heart. As you rounded the corner you pressed a hand to your lips, sobbing softly. You prayed that he didn't come after you, because if he'd seen you so broken, you were sure it would have just made you feel that more pathetic.

~~~~

~One Month Later~

"Barry hurry there are still a few people in the building!"

Caitlin's panicked yell at the other side of the com earned a grunt from the speedster who was already rushing people from the third floor.

"Where's (Y/N)!" He was fast, but there were over a thousand people in the building. Even at his speed, he'd have a hard time getting them all out safely. Cisco already secured a floor, vibing as much as he could.

Harry was at the bottom, doing the same.

"Right here." you called. Barry sighed, and you stomped, clapping your hands together. A mass amount of wind flew right through the entire floor. The people who were still there stopped, staring in awe as the fire seemed to vanish completely. It wasn't long before you could hear applause from the civilians. You grinned, placing your hand on your hips.

"Just on time." Barry said, giving you a fist bump.

"From the cheers I'm hearing in the background I'll take it that everything is fine." Caitlin asked.

"Come on of course it is, I'm here after all. " you respond.

"It always is."

~~~

"Phew, after the day you had, you guys deserve a break." Caitlin stated.

Protecting Central City was never an easy task. Not only did you save an insurance company full of workers from being barbequed, right after you got back there was a new meta causing rampage in the streets. A multiplying psycho wasn't the easiest to subdue. Shortly after that, Cisco blew a fuse in the cortex fighting with Harry. So you spent the better part of your evening making sure the rest of STAR Labs didn't go up in smoke. 

Safe to say you were completely and utterly exhausted.

"Maybe we can take tomorrow off. I'm sure Wally and Jesse can handle one night without us."

"I second that!" Cisco chimed in. "Club night!!"

You had a feeling Cisco would say that. The guy was a party animal. When the occasion arose.

"I'm in." You said, leaning against the chair.

"Barry and I down." Iris beamed.

"Harry do you want to-"

"Please Harry would never come to a club." you interrupted. It was nice of Caitlin to offer, but the guy had a stick up his ass. It's not like you were still bitter or anything. Not at all. Pshh.

"I'm in." you were surprised he even agreed. You just huffed under your breath. Grabbing your mask, you stood. "I'm heading out, guess I'll see you all tomorrow night." You didn't stick around for them to reply, and as you left, Harry's eyes followed you.

There was so much he regretted in his life, but rejecting you, it was high on his list. He was a coward. All those days that he confided you, that you confided in him. When he first got to Earth one, everyone was weary of him, and you were the one who challenged him the most.

Cisco coming in a close second. But as time progressed, he started to view the team differently. They were no longer just a means for him to save his daughter, they quickly and unknowingly became a part of his family. One he always thought he didn't need, or deserved.

Little by little he got closer to you. At the beginning it was out of curiosity of your abilities. He was a scientist, so generally metas intrigued him. He liked picking parts of their DNA and trying to figure out how it came about.

Slowly, you were less of a project, and more of a friend. Someone he could depend on. It wasn't long after that he realized, the feelings he was gaining for you, it certainly wasn't just friendship. There was something more. And every time you looked at him after busting a criminal, or helping Barry on his misadventures, the harder it was becoming for him to deny how he felt.

When he got into the little scuffle, the first person he wanted to rant to was you. And that's what he'd intended to do that day. But the moment you saw him you started a rant of your own of his recklessness. Which brought on a screaming match and your unplanned confession. It rocked him entirely. All along he thought it was completely one sided.

That's when he knew it, he couldn't accept your love, not at all because one, he was a middle aged man with an inability to keep anything remotely good stable in his life. And two, he was at least twenty years older than you. You were a vibrant, cheerful, beautiful woman. If he attempted to venture past friendship, he would ultimately screw it up. And if he couldn't come and see that confident, cocky smile on your face every morning, then it wasn't worth taking the risk.

Although now, what he feared had come through. By doing what he thought was right, he ruined it.

"Wonderful." He thought aggravated.

~Saturday Night~

As you stepped into the club that night, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear self consciously. You weren't exactly the party girl type. The booming music and sweaty bodies jamming next to each other did nothing to calm you. Your eyes were drifting over the tables, searching for your squad. You smiled when you caught Iris waving crazily from a corner. Everyone looked up when you pushed through the sea of possibly plastered individuals on the dance floor.

"Hey guys!" your hand tightened on your purse when you saw the way Harry's eyes ran over you form. You were wearing a simple red dress with thin straps. It hugged every curve on your body, and displayed just enough cleavage to draw attention. Barry whistled. 

"Wow, I don't think I've ever seen you in a dress (Y/N). You look amazing." you blushed. 

"Thanks Barry." Iris nudge you with her elbow grinning. 

"Did you come to steal my man tonight." she said playfully.

"A girl can try right." you laughed. She smiled, giving you a side hug, whispering in your ear.

"Try to have fun tonight okay." when she pulled back you nodded. "I will." Iris knew about your little predicament. She was the one you went crying to when it all went down.

"Where is Cisco and Caitlin, did they bail on us!" Barry pointed in the crowd, and you weren't even shocked. Of course they were on the dance floor. Cisco was at it again with his very, exotic movements.

"Are those moves even legal." you spoke titling your head to the side.

"Not on this earth, or any other." Harry retorted. You flashed him a small smile, which he returned.

"Well, Barry and I are going to dance."

"We are?" she took his hand pulling him along.

"I guess we are." he called.

It was cute, watching the way Barry was awkwardly moved, especially since Iris was pretty good.

"Barry was right, you look stunning tonight (Y/N)." Harry's words had you turning to him. You wanted to say thanks, maybe throw a compliment his way. Because it didn't matter what he wore. To you he always looked good. But, you stopped yourself. Turning your back to him.

"I'm going to dance." you said, leaving your purse on the table. As you left you made sure to put an extra sass in your step, swaying your hips. You wanted him to know what he was missing out on. What he couldn't have because apparently he was too good for anyone. As you got there, you just started moving with the mass of people. 

Tonight was about having fun, not focusing on Harry. He'd taken up too much of your mind already, and you refused to give him anymore. So you just let yourself go, moving in time with the music. Pretty soon you were jamming with Caitlin and Cisco to the rhythm of the song blaring on the speakers. You didn't glance in Harry's direction, not even once.

Iris drifted closer, giving your hip a little bump and you giggled. You needed this.

The night carried on, at some point the girls started getting drinks. Caitlin was the first to tap out, reluctantly going home with Cisco. For sure she would have a blazing headache tomorrow. Barry was unfortunately the only one unable to get drunk. You sort of felt sorry for him.

That didn't stop you from indulging though. You and Iris were on your third drink. You sat at the bar, about to chug another. Iris stepped away, almost falling when she took the last shot. Barry caught her, and she giggled when he scooped her up into his arms.

"Whooo! So glad I got the big old flash to protect me." she was tracing her finger across his chin, biting her lip seductively and you almost spat out your drink in laughter at the way Barry chuckled nervously. "I think that's our signal to go." You waved to him, obviously not seeing the look he gave Harry. It was a secret exchange. 

"Take care of her." 

Harry just gave a nod at the speedster, and you squint, confused.

"A-Are you guys telepathic now." your words were becoming a bit slurred. Whatever you were drinking was pretty strong. "Maybe you should call it a day too (Y/N)." you frown, annoyed that he had the audacity to tell you what to do.

"I'll head home w-when I feel like it." you let out a small hiccup through the statement.

"I think she's old enough to make her own decisions. " Another voice interjected. You turned, not expecting the very attractive man standing behind you. "Not as hot as Harry though." the minute it entered your mind, you banished it. "How about I show you some real fun, beautiful" You knew it was stupid, you didn't know this guy and you were already wasted. "Sure." you stood, taking his outstretched hand. Harry grabbed your wrist before you could even take a step.

"She's taken." you stumbled at the tug, crashing into Harry. He held you up, glaring at the man that was now sizing him up.

"Please old man, there's no way she's going for a grandpa, right sweetheart." you were angry with Harry, who was now pushing you behind his back protectively. "Back off. " he warned. The guy didn't take the warning, because he fired a punch, and Harry ducked, socking the male in his jaw. The poor guy crashed to the ground, unconscious. Your eyes widened. "Woah.." Harry just K.O the guy like it was nothing. You probably shouldn't have been so excited by that.

Unlucky for you, the stunt caused a ruckus. It wasn't too long before both you and Harry were being shown out of the club by a bouncer. Harry didn't resist, he just took your hand, guiding you away.

"Don't come back." the rough tone of the man's voice and the harsh slamming of the door was all that was heard for the longest moment. "Leave it to Harrison *hic* freaking Wells to get us kicked out of a night club!" The one night that was supposed to  be just fun and drinks, and he messed that up for you too.

Typical.

"Are you serious! That man obviously wanted to show you more than a few dance moves. And you were about to go with him."

"What if I wanted it, did you even think about that!!" it wasn't the best idea for the both of you to be screaming in the street, but what else could you do.

"You're drunk, you don't know what you're saying. I'm getting you home. " he turned his back to you, pulling out his phone to call an uber.

"DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!" Your yell doubled with the immense rise in wind pressure gained his attention. The gust that whizzed by nearly knocked him off his feet. Harry gave a soft grunt, dropping to his knees to ground himself. You stopped when you saw he was struggling to keep his footing. The trees behind were bustling aggressively, and you took two deep breaths to calm down. When you did, the wind dissipated.

"I-I'm sorry." you were pissed at him, but it was unfair to use your powers like that.

He rose to his feet slowly, painfully so. And you felt guilty. You gripped at the edge of your dress.

"I-I-" Harry pitched forward, pulling you into his arms. Every fiber in your body just stilled.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. " Now you sort of wanted to punch him in the gut. It wasn't fair for him to do this. He knew how you felt. Why was he always tugging and pulling you in so many directions. One minute he acted like he cared, then the next he was acting like his usual douchey self.

"I hate you.." you whimpered in his arms. Your body sagged, melting into him.

You would never be able to get over him, he had way too much power over you. And it scared you. He scared you.

~~~~

You smacked your lips, grimacing in distaste.

"Ugh. I should have stopped after the third one." You were a lot better at holding your liquor than Caitlin, but that didn't mean it didn't affect you. Turning, your brows knitted together.

"Where am I?" finally opening your eyes, you scanned the area. "Please tell me I didn't get drunk and boned some random dude at the bar!" you said in horror.

"Don't worry, I made sure that didn't happen. " Harry's voice made you scream. He just looked at you blankly.

"Really?"

"Don't do that! I thought you were a serial killer!"

"And your idea was to scream your way free? Genius." You really didn't need his sass this early in the morning.

"You're lucky I'm hungover otherwise I'd blow you away."

"It's a good thing you're hung over then."

Cheeky bastard." Deciding that you didn't want to spend the rest of your morning going back and forth with him, you inched out of the bed. You were more than a little relieved that you were in your apartment, and not some stranger's. "How did I even get back?" you couldn't recall, but Harry must have had something to do with it. Harry took your hand when you tried to get up.

"Here." he balanced your weight, which you accepted. "I'm assuming you want a shower and some fresh clothes. "

"Wow Harry, sometime I'm certain you can read minds." The sarcasm in your words was evident. He just ignored it, directing you to the bathroom.

When you got there you opened the door, stepping in.

"I'll be in the kitchen, take your time." Harry was being strangely helpful today. You didn't think too much of it.

"Yeah whatever." you slammed the door shut, and Harry sighed, heading to start a fresh pot of coffee.

~~~~

Walking into the kitchen you sniffed, sighing at the smell of bacon and coffee. "Oh yes!" you ran over to the fresh pot, pouring yourself a cup. Pulling the cup to your lips you hummed in satisfaction. "Just what I needed. " Harry smiled, placing a plate of bacon and toast in front of you on the table. You sat, taking it with a small thank you.

"So are we going to talk about last night." Harry's question was something you expected.

"There isn't anything to talk about, I got drunk, it happens. "

"You know that's not what I mean (Y/N)."

Dropping the fork in your hand, you stood. "Suddenly I don't have an appetite. " Now wasn't the best time to lose your temper, but he was really testing you. What exactly did he want. He made it perfectly clear how he felt. So why did he insist on pushing. On and on.

"If you don't need anything else, you can see yourself out. " Harry slammed his hand on the table, probably to intimidate you, or maybe quell his own anger. You didn't care what the reason was. It didn't do much.

"You could have gotten hurt! Do you understand that!"

"Please, if he tried anything I could have easily taken him."

"In your state that would have been near impossible!"

"I don't know why you're getting so angry. We went out to have fun, that's what I was trying to do. A stupid one night stand isn't a big deal."

"That's not what you want (Y/N)."

"And how the hell would you know! Are you in my head. Why do you even care! Was it the fact that I was actually getting attention from someone that surprises you. News flash Harry I'm not completely undesirable to other guys!"

"What are you..."

"Oh don't give me that stunned look. Be straight with me, that has to be it. You aren't attracted to me, and I get it. Honestly if I were a multimillionaire I would probably think the same. You're just way too good for me." The spite behind your words were obvious.

"Is that what you really think."

"What am I supposed to think Harry. You're the one who rejected me. I poured my heart out and you just stepped all over it. Then the minute someone shows the slightest interest in me you get all protective. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME! Because you choose to be miserable I should too!" At some point you started screaming.

Harry stood there, guilt clear on his face. You could have beat the shit out of him at that moment, because after all of that he still managed to make you feel sorry for him. When he moved closer, you felt your body freeze. You weren't sure why, but the look in his eyes changed, and now you were a bit scared of what he was going to do. There was a glint in his sapphire orbs.

"H-Harr-" His lips crashed into you with urgency, and you swallowed the gasp that nearly left. His hand gripped the back of your head softly, keeping you in place. Your hands balled against his chest, trying to shove him off, but his hold was firm. He pulled you, deeper and deeper in, his lips diving after yours as if it were the last thing he'd ever do. 

You whimpered softly, relenting. Letting go and giving into the disaster that is Harrison Wells. He backed you up on the counter, hooking his hands around your thighs and hoisting you off the ground. When your butt landed on the cold marble you sighed, slipping your fingers into his dark hair. You tugged and pulled trying to urge out a sound. And you succeeded, because he gave a guttural moan, trying to get as close as he could. Your legs hooked around his waist, keeping your bodies mashed together.

"This is wrong." you repeat that. Because it didn't make sense. Why would he reject you, then kiss you. What was his game. Did he just like toying with you. If that was the case you would surely make him pay.

Harry pulled back panting. In a quick move he took off his glasses, and before you could get a question in his lips were back on yours. You wanted to stop, if nothing but for a proper explanation. Or any explanation honestly. This time when you shoved his chest, he moved back. He was now standing a safe distance away, and you jumped down from the counter, pressing your hand to your lips. You stayed with your back to the counter, watching him wearily. Because you knew if he tried to kiss you again you wouldn't have the willpower to stop him.

"(Y/N) I-" you flicked your wrist, and the wind that came hurtling in his direction knocked him right off his feet. He flew backwards, skating on the ground and hitting the wall. It wasn't enough to actually injure him, just get your point across. The grunt of pain he let out brought a  little satisfaction. "I-I deserved that." he grunted, placing a hand on his knees, lifting himself up. When he was upright, you kept your hand raised, indicating that whatever he had to say to defend his actions had better be good.

"I was wrong."

"NO SHIT SHERLOCK!"

"I should have given you a chance I just...you don't understand (Y/N). I've done things that-"

"Oh don't give me that bullshit! You know I don't care about all of that. How long have we been friends, Harry. Ever member of this team has done shit, myself included. You really think I care. You're not the same man you were. You're different, better. You're just too stupid to see it. You think just because you made a few mistakes that it's alright to constantly punish yourself. And that's where you're so selfish because you don't just punish yourself you punish everyone that cares about you. "

Harry looked a bit defeated.

"You keep proving to me just how useless I am. " His head lowered.

"It's not just the issue of my past mistakes (Y/N). There are so many more variables present. "

"Like what." you challenged.

"Well..our age for one is the most glaring. "

You blanked. "Are you telling me this whole thing was because...you thought you're too old for me?"

"Well when you put it that way it sounds ridiculous. "

Wait..so did that mean, he actually does care about you...

"Harry...did you reject me because..because I'm younger.."

He wouldn't meet your eyes. "You have to understand that..I'm almost sixty. Our age gap, it isn't small. I've already done all that I've ever wanted in life. You still have time to pursue that, to pursue someone more suited for you. "

This entire time you thought he just wasn't into you. But hell, he was crazy about you. He was just a bit insecure about the age difference.

"For someone so smart, you're incredibly stupid." his head lifted, ready to inform of his intelligence most likely. You paced, grabbing the collar of his shirt and slamming him on the wall. Harry's eyes widened in surprise, and when you raised onto your toes to initiate a kiss, he didn't fight back. Your hands were desperate on his body, slipping under the dark shirt easily. When your fingers brushed his skin, he hummed. You traced his toned torso, memorizing every curve and dip.

"You're mine Harrison Wells."

Disclaimer: I don’t own the Flash.

“Woooo!” you grinned listening through the com link as Jesse and Wally were helping with a robbery. Harry had that constant frown and you just directed your gaze back to the two dots that were zipping after the car. They passed the car easily, forcing the criminals in the vehicle to pull up to a stop. “Alright, cuff them quick, remember don’t let him touch you. “ Barry instructed. 

In a matter of seconds both criminals had no choice but to walk out of the cars. All three speedsters had them cornered. 

“Mission completed. “ Wally said. You fist pumped. “We’re coming in.” Barry said. You pulled out your earplug, awaiting their arrival. You twisted your chair, ready to maybe get a bite to eat. Barry was probably carrying those guys to iron heights. “All in a day's work.” you spoke. When you looked back Harry was still leaned over the desk. You had a feeling you knew why. 

“Hey Oscar, quit being a grouch.” he turned to you with an annoyed look. 

“I don’t appreciate the nicknames you and Cisco insist on using on me.” 

“Well maybe if you smiled once in a while we wouldn’t have too.” he just looked back at his computer. 

“Stop worrying. Jesse’s a smart girl. She knows how to handle herself. She’s your daughter after all.” 

A ghost of a smile made its way on his face. You and Harry never really got along, but every once in a while you would have moments like this. Honestly, you were sporting a huge crush on him. That’s why when he first came you made it your mission to avoid him. Whenever you did bump into him you gave him the cold shoulder. 

You couldn’t trust him, and for good reason. After what happened with Eobard you told yourself you’d never trust anyone with that face again. Little did you know there was an entire multiverse of Wells. 

Lucky you.

As time went on though, it was becoming harder to deny your growing attraction for the man. When you found out about his daughter, your wall slowly crumbled and you made any and all efforts to comfort him. The both of you still bickered though. 

At that point you decided it was better to just give up on your feelings. He obviously didn’t feel the same way. And it didn’t make sense chasing after a man that had no interest in you. 

With that thought you turned, exiting the cortex. 

“Maybe I’ll stop by the store and get some beer.” you could tell it was going to be a long day. Might as well treat yourself with some booze and outdated movies.

~~~

“So what do we have today?” When you strutted into the cortex the next morning you were shocked to see no one there. Harry was the only one at his desk. He looked up, making a face when he saw you. You frowned. You were going to deal with this once and for all. You could deal with him not having feelings for you, but that didn’t give him the right to treat you like crap.

“Hey what’s your deal with me!” you demanded. He looked over, wondering if it was him you were yelling at. 

“Excuse me?” you pointed. “Don't pull that excuse me crap, you know what I’m talking about. Ever since you got here you’ve treated everyone like the dirt beneath your feet. I allowed it at the beginning because you were a grieving parent, but your attitude still stinks, especially with me.” He slammed down his tool.

“I don’t recall  being obligated to be a nice person. I’m not Ramon and Allen. I’m not here to be your friend. My only goal is to help with the new threat that’s it. “ you scoffed. 

“You really are something else. I’m not asking you to be a saint. But would it kill you to wear a smile, or say good morning!!” he walked towards you like a lion approaching it’s prey. You almost backed down when he was standing right in front of you. He was staring you down, and all at once you seemed to lose the ability to speak. He towered you, blue eyes pinning you in your spot. 

“Is there anything else you would like to get off your chest.” his voice was lower and you felt like the air had been smacked right out of you. 

“N-No I-I..I uh..” somehow you forgot how to make actual sentences. 

“I have no desire to be your crouch. Snow told me about your relationship with the previous Wells.” His words made you take a step back. 

“W-What does that have to do with…”

“He broke your heart. Maybe it's your fault for being so naive. “ you felt a pang in your chest at his words. You looked up at him, eyes watering. You weren’t sure how, but at that moment Harry looked like he actually regretted the words he said. He looked down running a hand over his face. 

“Listen that was..I didn’t mean it like that I just-” you didn’t want to hear his explanation. 

“I think you’ve said all that you wanted.” you replied coldly. You tried to hide the tightening in your throat as best you could when you spoke. 

“I won’t waste time trying to get close to another Wells. I should have learned my lesson the first time. “ with that you were gone. Upon your exit you almost crashed into Barry. He held you by the shoulders apologizing. When he saw your fresh tears he tried to find out the reason. You pulled away from him, rushing off. Barry’s eyes moved in Harry’s direction. He looked pissed. 

“What did you say to (Y/N)!” he accused.

“You don’t have to lecture me Allen. I already know I messed up. “ Harry turned back to his desk. He wanted to punch himself. 

~~~~

That night you were tucked in your bed, legs pulled to your chest. The memories of Dr. Wells, or Thawne for that matter replaying in your head. All the sweet words he said to you. How special he said you were. It was all a lie, a facade to ensure he accomplished his goal. You regret everything you ever felt for him. In some sick way Harry was right. If you weren’t blinded by your feelings for him maybe it would have been easier to see through him. Even when you found out about him you never wanted to believe it. But all the evidence was there, and when you confronted the man, when he was standing right in front of you, he never even looked sorry. He just wore that stupid smirk on his face. That sinister smile as he ripped your heart out of your chest and threw it in your face. 

~~

“(Y/N). “ you cursed at the voice behind you. After your little spew with Harry you made it your mission to avoid him. You succeeded for about a week. Of course he was going to find you sooner or later. The person who called you wasn’t Harry though, it was his daughter. You turned to her, forcing a smile on your face. “Hey..” you said a bit awkwardly. You could tell by the look on her face that she wanted an explanation. “What’s going on with you and Dad. “ you were hoping she wouldn’t ask that. “Nothing, you know us we could hardly stand each other.” 

She placed a hand on her hip. “Yeah, usually you’re going at it  like an old married couple, but you haven’t talked in so long and dad he’s..he’s not acting like himself.” you were a bit worried. Then you remembered why you were angry at him.

“That’s not my problem.” you stated flatly. You knew it was mean, but he was the one that said those things to you. He had no right. 

Jesse looked ready to say something, but the person you were dreading walked out from behind her and you suddenly felt like crying again. 

He stepped forward and just as he opened his mouth alarms started blaring. You flinched and Jesse braced. “Someone’s in Star Labs!” she bolted out to scope out the threat and Harry moved closer to you. 

“You can yell at me later. Right now just stay close.” he instructed. You nodded. As much as he made your blood boil, it wouldn’t do any good if a dangerous meta was loose and either of you got hurt because of a spat. 

You followed close behind as he moved in the direction of the cortex. When you made it to the entrance Barry was putting cuffs on an unconscious Jesse. Harry ran over in a panic. 

“Allen what the hell are you doing!!” Barry waved his hands about to explain. Caitlin was kneeling down, retracting the needle from the girl's skin. 

“Those metahumans we took down last week. Somehow they got out of Iron Heights. I think one of the guards slipped up. One of them has manipulative powers.” He informed. 

“They twist your view. Jesse thought we were the enemy. “ Caitlin added. 

“I had to take her out before she could get hurt. I locked one of them up in the pipeline but the other is somewhere here. “ Barry interjected. He looked down at the computer, trying to pull up footage of the halls. 

“Try right behind you.” you spun around just in time for him to press his hands on your forehead. A red light glowed in his palm, passing through your skin. Barry zipped forward, shoving the male away from you. The meta crashed into the wall, falling down and  passing out from the force of the blow. Barry wasted no time, cuffing him quickly. 

Harry looked over to check you. “Stay back Harry, she's been hit.” Caitlin advised. She had a syringe in her hand, unsure of how to administer the shot without provoking you. 

“Give it to me, I could get close enough in a second. “ You turned to Barry and you screamed in terror. He looked back, shocked to see the level of fear in your eyes as you backed up against the wall. 

“Please don’t hurt him I’ll do anything please!!” you were pleading. Barry approached, raising his hands to show you he didn’t mean any harm. 

“Hey (Y/N). Listen it’s me Barry.” he pulled off his cowl, but that just triggered you more. 

“Don’t hurt them Dr. Wells I’m begging you! Please don’t, I’ll do anything!!” Barry froze, he recalled you saying those words before. 

“S-She’s..she’s reliving a memory.” he muttered in recognition. 

Harry stared. “What do you mean by memory? I thought he just manipulates your concept of the present reality. “ Caitlin shook her head. “They morph reality yes, but reality for everyone is different. Some people see their friends as enemies. Others face a reality they can’t control. One they feel powerless in” Harry couldn’t believe it. The level of horror on your face hurt him. When he made that statement about Dr. Wells he knew he crossed a line. What he didn’t realize was the level of emotional damage Thawne actually did to you. You weren’t a meta. So when he attacked you couldn’t do anything but stand there and watch as he tried to kill your friends. 

Harry took the syringe from Caitlin’s hands, storming over to your direction. He couldn’t see you like this. When he was standing directly in front of you your eyes widened and you tried to scramble away. 

“D-DON’T!” Harry pressed the needle into your neck. It took a while, but slowly, your eyes started to lower. Just as you were about to pass out you looked directly at him. 

“Harry..” you said softly. He smiled, removing the needle. He tossed it to the side, cradling you into his arms. “I’ve got you, don’t worry. You’re safe. I won’t let anyone hurt you again. “

Barry and Caitlin watched from the back, both a bit stunned by the level of care the man displayed when holding you.

~~

You groaned, holding your head as you tried to sit up. When you finally came to, Caitlin was right at your side with a smile. 

“Look who’s finally up.” you gave her a weak smile, leaning against the head of the bed. 

“I got socked by that meta didn’t I?”

“Affirmative.” she said cheekily. You just laughed. “Wow, my head feels like I got hit by a bus.” She jotted something down before placing a hand to your forehead.

“I think that’s my fault. I made that in a rush in case those metahumans got a hold of our speedsters. Unfortunately a shot like that does the trick but the dose isn’t really easy on regular people. “

“Noted.” you looked over, noticing Barry and Jesse standing at the door.

“ You really gave me a scare. How are you feeling?” Barry’s question made you shoot him a look.

“Sorry, I guess it was a stupid question. But hey at least we caught the guys.” you nodded. 

“That’s good.” Barry was still watching you. “(Y/N), I just wanted you to know. What happened with Thawne..it wasn’t your fault. We know it hurt you maybe far worse than any of us.” you looked at him a bit taken aback. A shaky breath exited your lips. “Y-Yeah, you don’t have to worry about it. I'm over all that. It’s been months.” He shook his head. 

“There’s no time stamp on how long those types of wounds heal. If you ever wanna talk, we’re all right here.” Caitlin and even Jesse smiled, agreeing with him. You gave another nod. 

“Thanks guys, I appreciate it.” Jesse grinned. 

“Of course, by the way. There is someone who’s just as worried. “ before you could ask you felt the wind blow your hair back. When she reappeared there was someone with her. 

“Jesse I told you not to-” his complaints stopped when his eyes landed on you. She unhooked her arms and at that moment everyone started to make their exit. You turned to Caitlin with pleading eyes, begging her not to leave. She gave you a thumbs up, vanishing around the hall. 

When it was just the two of you, you shifted back into the bed. 

“Listen I-”

“I apologize.” Harry cut you off. You stared at him. Not sure if you heard him right. 

“Wait..did you just say..” he stepped closer, taking a seat at the edge of your bed. Him being so close made you readjust your position. You picked at the sheets nervously. 

“I was unaware of how deep Thawne’s wounds scarred you. Then I made a comment that was uncalled for. I apologize.” you bit down on your lip. 

“I’m sorry too.” you said finally. “It was childish of me to avoid you like I did. I should have just talked to you. The truth is you were right. I let my feelings dictate everything I do. The feelings I had for him and the ones I have for you.” Harry looked over at your words. 

“I-I like you Harry.” you confessed. “Y-You look just like him so I told myself never to go down that road again. But little by little I couldn't help but be intrigued by you, attracted to you. I’m so stupid!” you said, fresh tears falling down your cheeks. Harry moved closer scooping you into his arms. 

“Don’t say that you're far from stupid. “ you clenched your hands into his clothing.

“I am..I am the foolish one. I’m just as much attracted to you.” he whispered. You pulled back.

“W-What..” his hands rested on your cheek, wiping any evidence of your tears.

“I distanced myself because I thought you were only seeking solace in me to replace him. I was cruel to you because it was the only thing I could do to deny just how much your presence affected me. I’m completely and utterly infatuated with you (Y/N).” you swallowed. He was so close now. “If I haven’t already ruined my chances, I would like an opportunity to show you just how much I care about you.” 

“Okay..” you mumbled. With the way he was looking at you now there wasn’t much you could say. His thumb traced the outline of your cheekbone. 

Everywhere he touched felt like a spark to your skin. His lips met your own in a slow, hesitant kiss. It wasn’t much at first, just the innocent touching of lips. 

After a few moments you wanted more. Your hands tightened their hold on his clothing as you tried to pull him closer. He complied, pressing you softly into the mattress. You sighed at the feel of him. Your hands slipped into his hair and he gave a soft appreciative sound. Your stomach twirled at the little noise. Your hands wandered, you hooked your fingers into the hoops of his pants, pulling. His hips thrusted into you and you gasped. Your lips disconnected and Harry continued pressing kisses to your skin as you tried to regain your breath. 

“We should...probably...stop..”you forced out in between pants. 

“Agreed, they could..walk in at any time..” he was still pressing heated kisses to your body. His leg moved between your own and you moaned, looking at him a bit startled. Harry smirked down at you. “Then again, I think I’ve been holding out too long. Something tells me you have too.” you gulped when you felt his hand travelling under your clothing. 

“H-Harry..” you whined weakly. You whimpered when he squeezed your breast. 

“I finally have you, I’m not sure I really want to stop..” he growled into you ear. 

Someone clearing their throat made you both turn. 

“Allen.” Harry said sharply. Barry looked uncomfortable, like he regretted even coming in. 

“N-Nevermind, It can wait. “ he dove out of there faster than you’d ever seen. 

Harry’s eyes fixed back on you. 

Disclaimer: I don’t own the Flash

Warning: Mentions of suicide. Please be warned. 

“Barry be careful, if she gets any of that mist of you you’re a goner. The poison affects you the same.” Cisco’s voice rang in his ear. 

“Got it!” he zipped forward, coming to a complete stop when he stood before the woman who just watched him cockily. There were over ten people now unconscious in the museum. 

“Listen Flash, just let me get that gem and I’ll be out of your hair.”

“You know I can’t do that.” There was a ruby, said to have belonged to a royal family. It was a main attraction in the museum, for obvious reasons. 

“You know, they really should keep things like this more heavily guarded. “ the meta mocked walking closer to Barry. He was standing directly in front of the artifact. 

“So, how do you intend to stop me. If you try to zoom closer you’ll be done within a second. And I’m sure you realize by now touching me is just as dangerous. So what’s Central City’s greatest hero going to do?” She was taunting him. Barry gritted his teeth. He pushed forward. 

It didn’t take long or her poison to release, putting her spores into the air. The second he took a step, his body fell flat, veins surging with the green poison. Barry gasped, watching as she laughed walking over his body. She broke the glass with ease, plucking the gem and stuffing it into her pocket. 

“See you next time Flash.” With that she was off, the alarms in the museum blaring at her exit. 

Through the entire ordeal you’d been hiding behind a pillar. You peeked out when you realized the crazy meta was gone. What you did see was the Flash passed out of the floor. 

“Crap!” you ran over. When you got closer you could hear a voice coming from what looked like a com link in his ear. 

“Barry, Barry, answer me!!” a female voice screamed. You pulled out the mic, speaking into it. 

“H-Hello, I’m one of the civilians at the museum. That woman she got the gem and ran off. You need to get the ambulance here now!” the woman didn’t say anything for a second. 

“The Flash, is he breathing?” she sounded hesitant to even ask. 

“Yes, he is. He’ll be fine I’ll take care of him just get help.” she didn’t waste time, you could hear her alerting authorities from the other side of the microphone. You dropped it, eyes moving back to the male in front of you. You took a deep breath, hands hovering over his body. A green mist started to rise, slipping into your skin. You groaned, feeling the poison sink into your veins. When it all disappeared you let out a heavy breath. 

“One down.” you thought going over to the other victims. One by one you repeated the action. The more poison you sucked through your body the more sweat seemed to gather at your forehead. You’d lost count on how many you’d already healed when you heard a gasp from the side of you. Your head turned.

“Y-You’re awake?” you said softly. The speedster looked a bit disoriented. 

“What happened..” he stood slowly, hands on his knees to keep him balanced. 

You placed your hands flat on the ground, thankful he didn’t see you using your abilities. 

“That meta did a number on you. She got away with that gem thing. “ you pointed to the broken glass. He frowned, looking down a bit guilty. 

“Hey it’s fine. These people need attention now. The poison is a lot like a paralysis toxin. It’s curable, but they need help now.” the blaring of the sirens outside alerted you that help was finally on its way. You pressed your head to the floor, completely exhausted. 

“Hey! You okay?” he moved closer and you sighed. “Yeah..just in shock. With all the craziness that happens in this city you would I’d be used to it by now.” He gave a small smile, pressing a hand to your back. Someone burst through the door and you saw cops, medics and reporters filing in. 

“Flash!” one of the detectives shouted. The speedster stood up shaking his head. “She got away. I couldn’t stop her.” The older male speaking to him just gave an encouraging pat.

“Don’t worry about it. Iris was frantic, she said you were down. “ Barry nodded. “Yeah I was, I’m positive that meta  got me. Then I just woke up and this woman was..” his eyes turned and you were no longer there.

“Where did she go?” he made a full circle, trying to pick your face out into the crowd. You were nowhere to be found. 

“We can figure that out later, right now that crazy meta is our main priority.” Joe commented. Barry nodded a bit distracted. “Yeah..” 

“That was close.” you huffed, leaning on a nearby building. The green liquid that was running through your veins was disappearing slowly. When it was completely gone, you stood up straight, moving in the direction of the hospital. 

~~~~~

“Your vitals are fine, not even a spec of the spores.You’ll be fine.” Barry rolled down his sleeve, still trying to put the pieces together. Caitlin pulled off her gloves, disposing of them into the bin. “This doesn’t make sense, she got me. I should still be out. And all those other people, they woke up too, no sign of the poison. It doesn’t add up.”

“There was someone else there. Maybe she knows what happened. When I was calling for you, she said not to worry, just to call the police.” Iris butted in. 

“Do you think maybe she's a meta too?” Cisco questioned sucking a lollipop. 

“It would make sense. That’s the only explanation. If she did take in that poison, she could be somewhere suffering. That level would be too much, especially since you weren’t the only one she helped.” Caitlin informed. 

“Who is a meta?” Harry said walking in with his gun. 

“Thanks for finally joining us Harry, you know we could have used your help on this one.”

“I’m here now Ramon, who are we looking for?” He asked. 

“A woman, I think she might be in danger. I’ll go to CCPD and get a sketch so you can run it through facial recognition. “

Cisco nodded. “Good plan, in the meantime we’ll work on catching our little gem thief.” Caitlin smiled. “I’d think by now you’d have a name for her. “Cisco grumbled under his breath, shoving the sweet back in his mouth.

~~~

“And on other news, The Flash has done it again. The thief has been apprehended and the gem safely tucked back into its home at Central City’s museum. “ you smiled looking at the television braced on the wall in your patient’s room. “I knew the Flash would do it!” the girl in the bed said happily. “When I get older, I’ll be just like him.” she cheered. She had a Flash figurine clutched into her hand. “Just work on getting stronger, then you can apply to be a superhero.” you teased. She just smiled. You watched the exhaustion in her eyes. “You need to stop getting so worked up Sarah, it’s not good for you.” she just grinned at you. “I can’t help it. “ 

She was one of your regulars, a cancer patient. The disease had long taken away all her hair. You always wondered how she managed to still smile so brightly when her days were numbered. You took her hand, giving a warm smile. Taking a deep breath you closed your eyes, trying to take away as much of her illness into your body. After a few seconds you hunched forward, breathing heavily. Her eyes closed slowly, falling asleep. You pulled your hand away reluctantly. 

“It’s getting harder..” you noted. 

“Ms. (Y/N), you have visitors.” your eyes lifted to the head nurse. You nodded, trying to put yourself together as you walked out with her. You slid your patient's door close, meeting a few unfamiliar faces. One of the males was smiling and you with so much familiarity, as if he knew you. The nurse left and you guided them to your office. When you all got in you offered for them to take a seat.

“What can I do for you?” The male who was still beaming held out his hand. 

“I’m Barry Allen, I work for CCPD. This is Detective Joe West, Cisco Ramon and Dr. Caitlin Snow.”  There was another guy standing with his head bent. His dark clothing and cap made you a bit weary. Still, you greeted everyone with a smile. 

“To what do I owe the pleasure? “ Barry stepped closer. “We were investigating the crime that took place today, with the robbery at the museum.”

“Ahh, yes. I saw The Flash caught the person who did it. He’s such an inspiration, that guy. I was actually just talking about him with one of my patients.” 

“That’s what we needed to speak to you about, we have witnesses that put you at the scene. We’re just trying to fill in some blanks.” Detective West interjected. You narrowed your eyes.

“I’m not sure how I can help, I was hiding the entire time. I didn’t even get a look at the woman who attacked.”

“Let’s stop wasting time and get to the point.” the guy with the cap stormed over to you raising a watch in front of your body. You flinched when it started to go off. Red lights flaring. 

“You’re a metahuman.” he stated. You panicked, stumbling back into the wall. Your eyes darted around the room, raising your hands defensively. 

“W-Who the hell are you people, what do you want!” 

“Way to go Harry you scared her!” Cisco yelled. 

Barry moved over raising his hand. “Listen, we’re not here to hurt you believe me.” he sounded so sincere. Yet, you heard those words before. 

“I’m not going to be some experiment locked up in a prison! I haven’t hurt anyone.” Barry nodded.

“You’re right you didn’t hurt anyone, you saved them. Isn’t that right?” you just stared at him. You couldn’t remember him at the museum, so how did he know.

“H-Have we met before?” you asked. Something about him was so familiar, you couldn’t put you finger on it. 

“N-No we uhh..” he was stumbling over his words.

“Code red!!” someone yelled outside. Your eyes shifted at the commotion. 

“Patient five is convulsing. “ your eyes widened. “Sarah!!” you pushed passed the individuals, diving out the room. When you got to her room she was writhing on the bed, eyes still tightly shut. The machines were going crazy. 

“We need to stabilize her!” you instructed the other nurses to get her usual medication. They ran out, scrambling to recover what was needed. Barry and the others were now standing out there, watching with dread as the girl continued to beat against the bed. Tears were gathering in your eyes. 

If she didn’t stabilize soon there was a good chance she wouldn’t make it through the night. You glanced back at Barry, before looking at Sarah. You needed to help her, even if it meant they would find out your secret. You pressed both your hands to her head. Barry couldn’t believe what he was seeing. A golden glow was emitting from her head, into your hands. He watched the light travel all the way up to your neck. 

“S-She’s killing herself!!” Caitlin cried. Barry moved forward to stop you but you turned to him, eyes now glowing a bright yellow light

“STAY BACK!” your voice didn’t even sound like your own, it was distorted. When the light finally dissipated, you shuffled back and the heart monitors suddenly returned to normal. A bunch of doctors rushed in, checking her signs. “S-She’s stable again.” one of them stated. You nodded. “Keep track to ensure it doesn’t raise again.” the nurse present did just that. It took you a moment to regain your focus, when you did they were all looking at you in awe. 

Disclaimer:  I don't own the flash.

“Well maybe if you asked nicely I’ll give them to you.”

“Maybe if you asked nicely I’ll give them to you!” a high pitched voice mimicked. 

“That’s not what I sound like!” Cisco fumed. You’d just gotten to S.T.A.R Labs, upon entry the first thing you heard was Cisco and Harry yelling back and forth.

“Not today satan!” you thought making a quick turn before they could catch sight of you. Unfortunately you weren’t as quick as you thought.

“(Y/N)!” you grumbled under your breath at Cisco’s call, walking in with your head down. 

“Am I stingy, be honest.” he said looking at you. Harry fixed you with a look as well and you cowered.

“S-Sometimes you do get a bit selfish with your stuff. “ He gasped, placing a hand to his chest offended.

“There you have it Ramon.” Harry grabbed whatever tool they were bickering about walking out. You didn’t meet Cisco’s eyes. “That ain't friendship.” you glowered.

“Come on man you know he scares the shit out of me!” you complained at the frown on Cisco’s face.

“Yeah well next time you decide to throw me under the bus just remember I could vibe you to another dimension. “ you glared at his threat.

“Yeah, well did you forget, I know how to get rid of you without leaving a trace.” It wasn’t a bluff either. You worked in forensics. Cisco laughed a bit, until he looked at your face and realized you were being serious. He cleared his throat.

“Are you hungry, I am, let’s get some food.” he said in a hurry. You just grinned following him out. 

~~~

“Harry, hey Mr. Grump where are you?” you walked down the halls trying to find him. You got him a burger because you knew how much he craved the food.  He was always cooped up in the lab.

Harry was such an intelligent person, yet very antisocial. For once there wasn’t an imminent threat, you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t just try and relax and enjoy the company of others. You were a bit confused as to how he raised such a happy girl. 

If anything you thought his grouchiness would rub off on her. He did lose his wife though, so you guessed he had a reasonable excuse to be the way he was. You just wanted him to let loose. Enjoy life, instead of going through it with a constant scowl. As evil as Eobard was, at least the guy knew how to smile.

When you rounded a corner you noticed a door ajar. You walked closer, pushing it lightly. “Harry?” you walked in. The sight before you almost made you choke. You’d found Harry, but he was shirtless. There was a towel around his neck, hair dripping slightly. He was sporting his usual dark jeans, but no shirt. You were stunned at how well built he was. Of course you noticed through his complimenting choice of dark clothing. But still, it was a lot different actually seeing. When his eyes looked your way he squinted slightly. He rubbed his eyes with the towel, finally making out your face.

“Do you need something?” you stammered. “N-No I-I just.I brought you this!” you dropped it on the table taking a step back. He looked pleasantly confused as to why your face was getting redder the longer you stood there. “Is that all?” you blinked.

“O-Oh yeah! Enjoy.” you paced out of the room, pulse ringing in your ears. That was weird. You knew Harry was an attractive guy, you weren’t stupid. But seeing him like that..it triggered something in you. Something you pretended not to acknowledge. For the rest of the week you found yourself staring at him more than usual. Whenever he sat at his desk you’d just sit there, absolutely fascinated with the way his arms flexed when he messed with his many creations. Sometimes his brow would crease in the most adorable way when he was stuck on a project. You tried your best to hide it, especially when Cisco or any of the other members of Team Flash was around. The last thing you needed was to be teased. Especially since Harry was at least twenty years older than you. 

"(Y/N), I need a hand." you looked up at Harry's voice. He was tinkering with a small box. "S-Sure." you said moving closer. He pointed to a knob on the metal box. "Keep your hand on that switch." you obeyed, pressing your finger to it. He pushed on another end, apparently pressing his fingers to other knobs. You just stood there for a while. 

Until you felt a jolt run through your body. You yanked your hand away with a squeal. Harry's eyes darted up in worry. Your finger now had a small burn. "Are you alright?" he asked grabbing your hand to see the damage.

"It's fine it was just a shock, took me by surprise." Harry was still holding unto your hand. It took you a while to pick up on the lack of space between you two. Suddenly the burn didn't even hurt. When his eyes met yours you let out a soft breath.

"Harry! Barry needs a- What are you guys doing?" you jumped apart, messing with your clothing. "Nothing! I-I gotta go." you ran out before he could question anything. Heart still pounding. 

~~~

Get down!!" you grunted when Harry grabbed you, pulling you to the ground. You landed right on top of him. "Isn't there ever a quiet day in this place." you grumbled into his chest. 

There was a meta shooting deathly lasers at the both of you. Apparently he didn't like the idea of someone stopping his heist, so he came for payback. You and Harry were hiding behind one of the tables taking cover. There was a rush of air and then Barry's voice. "You guys could come out now I got him. "

 Relieved you turned back down at Harry with a smile. It slowly dropped when you saw the way he was looking at you. You were still pressed to him to.  You jumped to your feet, completely flustered. Cisco was now standing in the doorway, his suit on. 

"Where's Harry?" on cue Harry stood. He dusted himself off with a frown.

"Took you long enough Ramon." Cisco yelled. "Sorry I was a bit caught up with not getting blown to dust!" Harry didn't respond, just walked off running a hand through his hair. You watched as he left, still a bit daze from your previous position. After a relatively hard case at CCPD, you decided to call it a night. Cisco invited you to his apartment where he was apparently having a little party. You agreed, deciding it was better than going home to cup noodles and cheap beer. When you pulled up to his door you knocked. You could hear a commotion going on at the other side. A very excited Cisco greeted you as he ushered you through the door.

“Welcome to my humble home.” he exaggerated. You giggled, waving to Caitlin Barry and Iris.

“So he suckered you guys into this too. “ Caitlin gave a nod.

“We didn’t have a choice.” Iris added. Cisco feigned hurt.

“Come on who doesn’t love hanging out with me.” he boasted. You just snickered, dropping your bag to get something to drink.

“Hey Cisco, got any sodas?” you asked, moving to his kitchen. “Yeah.” he called. You turned the corner, almost running into someone. The person grabbed you by the shoulders steadying you before you could fall.

“Sorry.” you apologized looking up. When you caught who it was your breath hitched. “(Y/N).” he acknowledged. You stepped out of his reach. Cisco did not tell you Harry was going to be there.

If you’d know you would have refused on the spot. Every time you looked at him now you were afraid he would figure it out. You avoided his gaze, walking around him. When you reached the counter you braced your hands on the marble surface, trying to calm down your heart. Such a small interaction and your stomach was already in knots.

Tonight was going to be interesting.  

~~

At the beginning it was just the lot of you catching up on each other's lives. With metahumans attacking every breathing second your social life was almost non existent.

Somewhere along the way, Cisco managed to talk you all into playing truth or dare. Harry of course was the first to deny, but Cisco blackmailed him, saying if he didn’t participate he'd vibe his equipment all across the multiverse. With great reluctance Harry sat back down, giving your long haired friend a death stare.

So far it was quite entertaining. Barry had to give Iris a lap dance, something you never thought you would see. You and Caitlin cheered as he moved with an upbeat song. You could tell by the color of his cheeks that he was embarrassed. 

Poor guy looked like he was about to pass out. Barry got back at him by daring him to admit who he had a crush on. You were interested to find out it was Caitlin. She looked just as surprised and even flattered. They both exchanged a look and you could see a spark between them. You smiled.

What you failed to realize was the entire time Harry’s eyes would wander over you. Never long enough for you to pick up on. He was curious about your relationship status. Not that he would ever admit it of course.

“My turn!” Cisco hollered. He eyes locked unto you and you gulped at the grin that slowly played on his face. It looked suspiciously like a “I’m about to get you back” grin.

“Shit!” You didn’t want any part of what he was planning. 

 “I-I gotta use the bathroom. You guys continue without me. I'll be back in a second."

Cisco grabbed your wrist before you could run off. “Oh no you don’t. I need you for this next one.” his eyes landed on Harry.

“Harry, I dare you to french kiss (Y/N).” a chorus of oh’s and ah’s echoed and you paled. Cisco probably had no idea of your crush, he most likely assumed you were terrified of the older man. That or he knew and he was trying to make you die from a heart attack.

“I refuse.” you looked over at Harry. You were hurt at how quick he denied. Was it such an inconvenience for him to kiss you.

“I won’t damage a good friendship for such a foolish game.” his explanation made you look up with hopeful eyes. When his blue gems connected you swallowed. You could have been imagining it but you swore you caught a hint of want behind those dark rimmed glasses.

“I-It’s fine.” you assured fiddling with your hands.

“We’re all adults here, I-I doubt one kiss would ruin anything.” you said softly. You hoped he couldn’t tell how desperately you wanted him to kiss you. He searched your eyes, looking for any hint of uncertainty. When he saw none he moved over to you. When he was sitting directly in front of you he removed his glasses.

“If you’re sure.” you gave a slow nod. “If I don’t Cisco’s going to get me back with something far worse.” you joked. That made him smile a little. The entire room went quiet. Neither you or Harry seemed to pay attention to anyone else as you sat there just watching each other. Cisco shifted a few feet away, along with everyone else. Iris was trying to contain her excitement.

Barry looked a bit distant, as if trying to assess the situation. “Hey, do you think they're into each other?” he asked softly. Iris smacked him, giving him a really look. “You know, for someone so fast you sure catch onto things slow.” she commented.

“W-What, I’m not the only one.” he defended. Caitlin giggled. “We all knew, that’s why Cisco set this up.” she muttered. “And my plan seems to be working.” he whispered. They looked back at you.

“S-So uh, how do you want to do this?” you were dead nervous. Harry just seemed to be taking it all in. When his hands held both sides of your face you almost melted. He didn’t say a word, just leaned forward, eyes slowly closing. You mirrored his action and your lips met in a slow kiss.

It was so tamed at first, like he was trying to savor every moment. He was so tender with you, far different from his rough personality. One of his hands moved down, going around and pressing lightly into your back. He pulled your closer, tongue begging for entrance.

You complied, opening your mouth to him. As soon as you did he nudged you closer. You were now in his lap, hands reaching up to sift through his short locks. Harry welcomed it, a soft groan leaving him when you tugged lightly. Apparently you both forgot you still had an audience. Cisco snapped a couple pictures before gesturing them to move into the other room. They stood, sneaking away. Iris let out little giggles as they left.

Harry pulled back a little, watching your heaving expression. Your lips were a bit swollen now, eyes flickering to his almost immediately. “Wow..” you sighed out. He smiled. 

“I have to admit, I was a bit skeptical when Ramon invited me to this. It didn’t turn out to be as boring as I thought it would be.” you grinned. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. “ You would have to thank Cisco for this one later.

“Although, I didn’t expect it.” he spoke. You were confused.  “Didn’t expect what, that I have a thing for you. Come on, you’ve got to be kidding. “ It was stupid that he thought you wouldn’t be attracted to him. Then again, he wasn’t that good at reading social cues, so there was a good chance he had no idea what his small actions were doing to you. And those eyes...damn those eyes. You licked your lips.

“I really do have a thing for you.” your admittance made his eyes darken.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the flash, all rights go to their owners. Enjoy!

"Ramon!" you jumped, a bit startled at the booming voice.

"Here we go again."

"For the last time I didn't take your tool!!" Cisco fires. Ever since Harry's arrival they both have been going at it. At first it was funny watching them bicker, but after a while it just started to get annoying. Harry's resting frown moves in your direction, which you return with a kind smile.

"I don't know where it is either but if I find it I'll let you know. " you assure. He doesn't say much, just walks off angrily and Cisco looks impressed.

"Way to go you actually managed to get rid of him (Y/N)." Cisco is grinning and you just laugh.

In all honesty you felt bad for him. He was trapped on a different earth, almost watched his daughter get killed and now he couldn't even return home until Zoom was defeated. You knew Cisco and the others were somewhat unsettled by Harry, and you couldn't blame. You were still adjusting to him being around. Especially after what happened with Dr. Wells.

The truth behind Eobard's plan hurt all of you. So it was going to take a while to really trust Harry. That just meant you needed to try harder make sure everyone got along.

~~

You walked into the cortex the next morning holding coffees for everyone. You passed them out earning grateful smiles and thanks. Cisco patted you on the shoulder giving you a side hug.

"You really are an angel (Y/N), truly." You giggled at his dramatics giving him a kiss on the cheek. You and Cisco had always been close friends. Harry scoffed by his spot on the chair where he was tinkering with his device. "Got something to say!" Cisco challenged. Harry didn't even acknowledge him and Cisco walked off grumbling under his breath. You moved to Harry, handing him a coffee. "I didn't ask for one." he said gruffly. You just brushed it off, placing the drink on his table. "You're welcome." you replied practically skipping away. You could tell he was still frowning at you as you exited. Blue eyes moved in Cisco's direction.

"What's her deal?" Cisco didn't reply at first, trying to ignore. When Harry threw a mental wrench at the table he jumped with a yell.

"Really!"

"Why is she always skipping around like a child?" Harry asked. Cisco sat back down annoyed, but answered. "That's just the way she is. Not everyone enjoys being miserable you know. We can't all have a resting Harry face." That didn't really answer his question. Almost all of you had some type of resentment towards him because he shared the face of the previous Wells, who really wasn't a Wells at all but in fact Eobard Thawne. So why did you treat him so kindly even though he tried his best to ignore being friendly. 

"It doesn't make sense." he spoke out loud.

"What was that?" Cisco asked absentmindedly, not even looking up. "Nothing your small brain would understand." Harry barked walking off. He couldn't focus anyway, not with you constantly on his mind.

"Dick!"

~~~

You were doodling some patterns in the cortex, waiting for something to happen. It was apparently a slow day. You were surprised no new metahumans decided to rain havoc.

On cue alarms started to go off. "Guess I spoke to soon." you tapped on the screen. A map of the city appearing. You flinched when the signal pinged on Star Labs.

"Hello dear, I'm looking for my buddy Mr. Flash." You gasped spinning around to meet the blue eyes of a familiar villain. "Snart." you growled. He smiled. 

"Nice to see you again too (Y/N)."

"How did you get in, what do you want?" You'd only met Snart once before; when he had taken Cisco hostage. Safe to say you weren't exactly his biggest fan.You raised your fists.

"Put away your claws, I just want to have a chat with speedy. Where is he?"

"Like I'd tell you." you fired. You didn't fail to notice the ice gun strapped to his waist. He walked closer, looking you up and down. "Let's not resort to drastic measures, I 'd hate to have to put a dent in that pretty little body of yours." you were still frowning. Before you could make a move Barry came zooming in between the both of you. He pulled off his mask putting his hand out to separate you. "What are you doing? He's gonna find out you're identity!" you yelled. Barry chuckled nervously. "He sorta already knows." your eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"Am I missing something?"

"While you were away speedy and I made a truce. " Snart piped. When he looked at Barry his eyes were somewhat serious. Soon everyone started filing in.

"Hey the alarm went off is everything- Snart!" Cisco’s voiced shouted. He came to a complete stop, along with Harry and Caitlin.

Harry's eyes scanned you. "Are you okay?" you blinked. Was he actually being..nice. You didn't question it, just smiled. "I'm okay, he just gave me a scare. Don't worry Harry I can handle myself."

Snart sent a flirty look in your direction. "I bet you can." you flushed lightly, moving a little closer to Cisco.

~~

When the little misunderstanding was cleared up Snart left, not before sending a wink your way.

"It's so weird that we aren't arresting him. " you watched as he walked out. Barry just ran a hand through his hair. "Trust me, with all that's going on, Snart is the least of our problems."

He wasn't wrong.

"Well back to work kids." Cisco called. You grinned. "I think I'll go get a bite. You want anything?" Cisco shook his head showing you a pack of licorice in his hands. "Right." you laughed.

You walked out of the Cortex, down the halls. "(Y/N)." you turned at Harry's voice. "Oh hey, what's up." you greeted. He was wearing that Harry Wells frown and you just smiled. His frown seemed to deepen at your reaction.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Every time I say something you just smile. It's irritating. "

"Oh, uhhh sorry." you apologized. The apology just made him more angry.

"Stop doing that!" you stumbled back into the wall and he moved over trapping you between the wall. "Why don't you hate me." he badgered. Your eyes narrowed.

"Why do you want me to hate you, can't I just like you!" you yelled back. As soon as the words left your mouth you slapped your hands to your lips. Your cheeks darkened. Harry paused, unsure of what to say. So maybe the reason you were always nice wasn't solely because you were a nice person.

When Dr. Wells was your boss; you always admired him. He was so smart and confident. Even in a wheelchair he oozed authority. But with Harry, he was the complete opposite of Dr. Wells and it made you swoon. The way he walked, the smart retorts, even that frown. Damn, How could such an angry look be so attractive.

Even though he tried his hardest to distance himself you knew deep down he just needed people to care about him. So you wanted to be the one to start. That's why you never really paid mind to his rude remarks and sarcastic quips. You thought if you could get through to him you could get the rest of the team to see he was a decent human being. Albeit a very angry looking one.

Somehow along the way you'd developed a little crush. Maybe it was the way he tended to chew on his pencil when he was trying to solve an algorithm. Or the tight dark clothing he wore that displayed his tone muscles clearly. Possibly the way he looked with ruffled hair, and his glasses. Damn those glasses. They highlighted those beautiful blue gems behind them. You swallowed, he still had you braced against the wall and you were positive now he could see right through you.

This entire time you'd been attracted to him. He wasn't sure how he missed it. All those cute smiles, warm gestures. You acted so carefree with the rest of the team so he just assumed it was in your nature. But you cared about him, truly cared. He could see it on your face. His eyes flickered to your lips. You caught the action, pulling in a harsh breath through your nose.

"I'm sorry." he finally spoke.

"No! It's fine I understand. It can't be easy with all the changes you've been through. I know it must be easier to push others away than to let them in. Trust me I know. But maybe if you worked with the team rather than against them it would be easier. Everyone is still getting used to having you around. We're all on guard. Just, try not to be so.." you gestured to him.

"Harry." you concluded. That made him laugh, really laugh. You were shocked at how sexy it sounded. He was smiling and you were sure maybe your body stopped functioning.

"Calm down ovaries, calm down!!" you screamed internally. You just returned his smile, hoping he couldn't tell just how much his smile was messing you up. His blue eyes twinkled. He was just staring at you in a sort of awe. Your heart was beating into overdrive. You couldn't look away, and it took you a while to realize Harry was leaning closer.

"Harry.." He was just a few meters away. "Y-You don't have to do this just because I.." you didn't want a pity kiss. "I want to," he breathed. He closed the gap, lips pressing softly to your own. You sighed, hands reaching up to wrap around his neck. His arms circled your body, pulling you slightly off the ground. His tongue slipped in easily and you shuddered at the sensations that ran through your body. Your hands slid down his shoulders slowly and you gripped into his shirt. You spun him around, pressing him into the wall his time as your lips became more insistent, more demanding. He groaned, matching your intensity. You pulled back when the need for air became too much. When you parted both of you were panting. Harry's eyes were glowing with interest.

"And here I thought you were shy." his comment made you blush a little.

"Never judge a book by it's cover." That made him smirk.

“Have you guys seen (Y/N)?” Cisco’s question made Harry look up. He was actually wondering the same thing. He hadn’t seen you all day. 

“She’s at jitters. She said she was feeling a little out of it so I told her to take the day.” Barry spoke. Harry looked down at his phone, just noticing the text you sent. 

“Hey, I’m not coming in today. Please don’t kill Cisco while I’m not there.” 

There was a laughing emoji attached to it and Harry smiled. He lifted his head when he noticed Barry and Cisco staring at him strangely. 

“I’m going to get some coffee as well.” Harry stood. 

“Y-Yeah you do you man.” Barry said hurriedly. Harry pulled his jacket off the back of the chair, slipping it onto his shoulders, walking out without another word. 

Both men just watched. “That was a strange, was it me or was he smiling?” Cisco questioned. Barry shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe he’s finally coming around.” Cisco scoffed. 

“Yeah, that’ll happen when pigs fly.” 

~~~~

You took the caffeinated drink with a smile, handing the cashier a five dollar bill. “Enjoy.” she beamed as you walked off with a nod. You searched for a seat a bit to the back. You sat by yourself, holding the plastic cup. You sipped through the straw happily. “I’ve been craving you Mr. Frappuccino. If you were a guy we would definitely get married.” you commented softly. 

“I was unaware that you fantasize about marrying caramel drinks.” Someone said from behind. You recognized the voice, smiling a bit bashfully that he caught you talking to yourself. 

“What can I say, I’m a strange girl.” you hummed taking another sip. Harry sat down on the chair opposite to you. You leaned your chin into you palm, looking over at him. “Are you sure it’s a good idea to be walking around. Harrison Wells is still wanted on this earth for murder.” He tipped his hat lower. 

“I got tired of listening to Cisco’s babbling.” you laughed. 

“I’m glad he’s still alive.” you joked. 

“Now what’s the real reason you’re here. I know you Harry, you hate being in public places. Too many chances of socialization. “ He didn’t answer, just turned his head and you grinned. 

“You missed me didn’t you?” he gave a weak grunt and you couldn’t help but giggled at that. Of all the things, you didn’t take Harry to be the clingy type. It was sweet. 

You stood up, sliding into the seat right next to him, forcing him to move back against the wall. He looked down at you a bit surprised. “I missed you too Harry..” The tone of your voice made him actively swallow. You were so forward, he wasn’t used to it. The way you spoke to him, the way you looked at him. It made him feel like a person, rather than the scientist everyone expected him to be since he was young. His hand rested gently on your cheek, stroking. You sighed, leaning into his touch. 

“Don’t be a tease Harry, gimme some sugar.” you said puckering your lips. Harry couldn’t help but grin. One minute you were an adult then the next you were acting like a kid. It was refreshing. Harry lifted his hat, leaning in to claim your lips. The sounds of gunshots made both of you jump in your spot. Your eyes darted, rushing to your feet. Harry followed, standing in front of you protectively. 

“Jewelry, watches, phones, in the bag now!” There were two men wearing ski masks, guns aimed at the civilians. 

“Just great.” 

People were cowering in their seats. You noticed a women tapping on her phone hurriedly, keeping her daughter close. One of the men stepped forward slapping the phone out of her hand and grabbing her girl pointing the gun at the woman when she tried to grab back her child. 

“Mommy!” The little girl was struggling and he aimed the gun at her throat, effectively stopping her movements. You seethed. 

“P-Please don’t hurt her, I’ll give you anything please!” she started ripping off her jewelry and tossing it to them. He grinned, signalling his partner to go and get the stuff. 

“Anyone else trying to be a hero!” The robber challenged. You looked over at Harry who was clenching his fist. You could tell he wanted to do something. Seeing that girl must have reminded him of his daughter. 

“Harry! Listen to me don’t do anything stupid. I’m sure Barry has already gotten a tip of this. Let’s just wait for him to-” you stopped whispering when the robber moved over to the both of you. He glanced at you with a smirk and Harry’s eyes glared hard at him. 

“If you touch her you die.” Harry threatened. The robber stepped back raising his hands as he laughed boisterously. “Oooh I’m so scared.” His accomplice was getting irritated. 

“Stop wasting time, grab the stuff and let’s go!!” he ordered. He still had the girl in his clutches. 

“Wait a second, this guy wants to be a smart ass. Get down on your knees. “ he said to Harry. 

“I’d sooner die. I’d never bow to cowards like you. “ Harry didn’t step down. As much as you admired his need to protect you, you didn’t like the situation. They both had guns and the male closest to Harry looked like the irrational type. 

“That can be arranged.” he raised the gun, firing and you gasped raising your hands in alarm.

“HARRY!!” your scream echoed and all at once the bullet halted, midair. Your eyes grew wide. 

“D-Did I do that..” you couldn’t believe your eyes. After a few seconds the bullet dropped to the ground. The clattering sound alerting you that what you saw was in fact real. Harry looked just as shocked. The man holding the kid released the girl in his hands in fear. She ran off jumping into the arms of her mother who pulled her towards the back of the room. 

“Crap she's a meta!!” the one directly in front of you said, scrambling backwards. You didn’t waste a second. You lifted your arms and both of their guns flew out of their grasp. You flung it to the back. 

“I’m outta here!!” the first thug dashed off running out the store. The minute he stepped outside he was surrounded by cops. You even caught sight of Barry appearing at the door. You grinned. The guy who shot Harry was still standing there, legs shaking. You ran to him, socking him straight in the gut. He bent over in pain. “That’s for taking the kid!!” You grabbed him by the back of his hair, slamming your knee into his face. 

“And that’s for shooting at my man!!” 

He fell back to the ground with a yell. He was groaning on the ground and Barry walked in, lifting him roughly off the ground as he cuffed his hands behind his back. “You have the right to remain silent.” Barry instructed taking the guy away. Barry shot a smile at you. “Nice one.” you grinned turning back to Harry when Barry left. You checked his chest, still trying to process what happened, but happy that he wasn’t injured. 

“Are you okay! I was so scared I thought for sure he was going to-” You tensed when he pulled you forward, smashing his lips against your own. It took you a while to respond. You did eventually. Standing on your toes. For a while you forgot you were still at Jitters. You pulled away when you heard clapping and cheers. Harry looked down at you, sapphire orbs gazing at you in nothing short of amazement. 

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” he whispered. 

“W-Well thanks. I’ll be here all week.” he grinned, pressing another kiss to your lips. 

~~

“This is so cool!” you said levitating the metal tools in front of you. Cisco looked just as excited. “I can’t believe it! You’re finally one of us.” he cheered, giving a high five. 

“Why did your abilities just manifest.” Harry’s eyes were scanning through the tests Caitlin took. “There is dark matter elevated in your brain, along with metal fragments. “ He added. A worried look crossed your face. “Is that bad?” Caitlin shook her head. “You’re fine. They fused with your cells, it’s not a danger to you. I think that's why it showed up so late. Your body was adjusting to the metal particles. “ you nodded. 

“So I’m a hacker and meta, awesome!” Your eyes moved back to Harry. 

“That being said don’t ever do that again Harrison!” Cisco raised a brow at your scolding tone. He laughed at the fact that you were lecturing the angry man. Harry directed a glare at Cisco, successfully silencing him. 

You finally dropped the items that you were maneuvering. 

“So is it just metal I can control?” Caitlin nodded. “It seems so. I’ll run some more exams just to be sure. “ She placed a hand on your shoulder. “Good work today.” 

“Thanks!” you chirped. “I’m a superhero.” you sang, placing your fingers under your chin wiggling your eyebrows. Cisco snickered. 

Barry was standing at the side with a thoughtful look. “Is something wrong?” you asked. He shook his head. “It's nothing really I just..one of the witnesses said something that confused me. “ He huffed out a laugh. “They seemed to think you and Harry were dating, funny right?” Cisco joined in his laughter, slapping Harry on the chest playfully. 

“Yeah right! (Y/N) would never go for a grump like you Harry. No offense.” Cisco was really getting a kick out of this. 

You fidgeted when all eyes landed on you. Caitlin placed her hand over her mouth. “Aww that’s so cute. “ You blushed. 

“W-We are dating..” you muttered. The smile slowly fell from Cisco’s face, causing Harry to smirk. “WHAT! FOR HOW LONG! WHAT!” you winced. 

“A few weeks. “ you added moving closer to Harry. You linked your fingers with his and Cisco groaned. Barry rubbed your shoulder. “I’m happy for you guys. “ 

“Why him! Of all the people!” Cisco was still trying to really grasp the thought. You glanced down at Harry tall form. He raised a brow. 

“So tall..so angry…” you gushed. 

“What can I say, I like the bad boys. “ Caitlin giggled and you all laughed at Cisco whining.