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The vampire earth 5/?
Warnings: gore, sexual themes, smut, and violence
Ever since officially becoming The Flash, everyone had mixed emotions about them. A lot of the crimes that they were taking care of so far hadnât been too severe yet. It was just normal vampires stealing a lot, and nothing more. They currently sat on the rooftop of S.T.A.R Labs with their mask off as they wore their suit

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The vampire earth 4/?
Warnings: gore, sexual themes, smut, and violence
âHowâs that possible?â Harrison asked genuinely as he looked at the lifeless body. âIâm not sure, dr. Wellsâ Caitlin admits as she tries to think of something quickly as Harrisonâs phone goes off. Before Harrison could answer it, Barry came running in. âIâve got to go. My momâs been murdered.â Harrisonâs eyes widened now as he gets up to take his leave too
hi. idk if you still write for him, but can i request a Harrison Wells x fiancĂŠe!reader where they are working at STAR Labs and mad at each other the entire time as they are trying to stop the medahuman and Harry starts to get stressed, yelling at Cisco like usual, and throwing stuff around, but she hugs him from behind and apoligizes and so does he but he is still upset and everything? Tyyy
đË ŕŁŞâš Static in the Lab
fiancĂŠe!reader x Harrison Wells
ËââŽ Ë summary: You and Harrison are mad at each other, but too much is too much
ËââŽ Ë warning: stress, angst, couple fighting, small language, small fluff at the end
ËââŽ Ë a/n: hiiii! yessss omg i lwk forgot about the flash series. i need to rewatch the flash. lwk need harrison and barry so bad rn. enjoy!!!
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The alarms at STAR Labs had been blaring for forty-seven minutes straight.
Harry looked like he hadnât slept in two daysâbecause he hadnât. Hair messier than usual, glasses slightly askew, fingers flying across holographic projections like he could force the meta-humanâs location into existence through sheer willpower alone.
âCisco!â he snapped.
Cisco flinched. âIâm literally doing it as fast as I canââ
âThatâs the problem. Itâs not fast enough.â
You didnât look up from your console.
âHarry, yelling at him isnât going to make the satellite scan quicker.â
âIt might if he focused,â Harry shot back immediately.
Cisco muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like I miss Earth-2.
A nearby monitor exploded into static.
Harry shoved a stack of papers off the table.
âDamn itâthis is not working.â
You finally turned toward him.
âHarry.â
âWhat?â
Your tone was even. Too even.
âWeâre all trying to fix this.â
He scoffed.
âNo. I am trying to fix this. Everyone else isââ
âDonât finish that sentence.â
Silence.
Cisco slowly slid one step to the side, pretending very hard to suddenly become invisible.
Harry ran a hand through his hair, pacing.
âThis meta-human is destabilizing half the grid. If we donât stop him soon, Central City willââ
âI know,â you interrupted.
That stopped him for half a second.
You looked back at your screen.
âBut you donât get to take it out on everyone in this room.â
Another beat.
Harryâs jaw tightened.
âI donât have time for emotional management right now.â
That stung.
You stood up slowly.
Neither of you said anything for a moment.
Cisco quietly began walking away like a man escaping a war zone.
âIâm going to⌠check the pipeline,â he said awkwardly.
He left.
The room felt even louder without him.
Harry turned back to the console, fingers tapping too hard on the glass interface.
You watched him for a moment.
Then you walked over.
Without warning, you wrapped your arms around him from behind.
Harry froze.
His shoulders went rigid immediately.
âDonât,â he said sharply.
But he didnât move away.
You rested your forehead between his shoulder blades.
âIâm sorry,â you said quietly.
A pause.
Then softerâ
âI shouldnât have snapped at you earlier either.â
Harry exhaled through his nose, still tense.
âThis isnât the time.â
âI know.â
His hands hovered over the console, unsure whether to keep working or pull away from you.
âIâm trying to think,â he muttered.
âI know you are.â
A beat.
Your grip tightened slightly.
âYou donât have to do it alone, Harry.â
That made him pause.
The anger didnât vanishâbut it shifted. Turned heavier. Sharper in a different way.
He lowered his head slightly.
ââŚI donât like losing control of this.â
âI know.â
âI donât like not being able to solve it fast enough.â
âI know.â
A long silence passed.
Then, quietlyâ
âI yelled at Cisco again.â
âYes.â
ââŚI threw a pen.â
âI saw.â
Harry sighed, finally leaning back into you just slightly, like his body was giving up before his pride did.
âI shouldnât have done that.â
âNo,â you agreed gently.
Another pause.
Then you addedâ
âBut youâre still human, Harry.â
That made his shoulders tense again, like he didnât want to accept it.
âI donât have the luxury of being human right now.â
You pulled back just enough to step around him.
Now you were in front of him.
âLook at me.â
He didnât immediately.
âHarry.â
Reluctantly, his eyes met yours.
Still stormy. Still frustrated. Still burning with that relentless need to fix everything immediately.
âIâm sorry too,â you said.
âFor what?â he asked flatly.
âFor not understanding how much pressure youâre under sometimes.â
A flicker.
Then quieterâ
âThatâs not your responsibility.â
âItâs not,â you agreed. âBut I still care about it.â
Harry looked away.
His voice dropped.
âThis is going to get worse before it gets better.â
âI know.â
âAnd I canât afford mistakes.â
âI know.â
A beat.
Then you reached up, gently fixing the crooked edge of his glasses.
His breath hitched slightly at the familiar gesture.
âYou donât have to be perfect to be useful,â you said softly.
Harry let out a humorless laugh.
âThatâs not how science works.â
âThen rewrite science.â
That earned the smallest pause.
Almost a reaction.
Almost a smileâbut not quite.
He looked exhausted.
Angry.
Human, whether he liked it or not.
Finally, he spoke again, quieter this time.
ââŚIâm still upset.â
âI know.â
âIâm not done being upset.â
âI figured.â
His eyes flicked to yours again.
âBut I am sorry,â he added after a moment.
You nodded.
âMe too.â
A long beat passed between you.
The alarms were still flashing in the background.
The city was still in danger.
But for a moment, in the middle of chaos and cracked patience and stress-thick airâŚ
Harry didnât feel alone in it.
And neither did you.
His eyes widened at seeing you, because he never thought he would. Sure it wasnât the same one that he knew (and had let down), but you still had the same face and body that he remembered all too well. He was even told that there wasnât another you out there in the multiverse, but here you stood defying that very comment. âUh- are you alright?â Youâd asked genuinely since this was a far different reaction than what the rest of the team had gotten