#Harry Wells x reader

[adriellej]

Rough Days

Warnings: Explicit contents. Unprotected sex. Oral giving and receiving. Vaginal sex. 

Pairings: Harry Wells x Reader.

Word count:

Beginning 1: 2.1K+

Beginning 2: 3.8K+

In total: 4.7K+

Part 2

A/N: Smutty smut smut. It’s only my second time doing this, so hope it’s okay. Just had a good idea, and there’s probably going to be a part two, where they have to deal with it if you want it? Also, there are two types of beginnings to it. One where Reader is already drunk and Harry finds her, and one where they get drunk together! Have fun! 

Also, unprotected sex is a no-no, bad idea, don’t condone it!

Also GIF's aren't mine!

Reader already drunk beginning:

The past few days had been tough for you. The metas Alchemy was creating kept showing up everywhere, the metas already created by the particle accelerator explosion seemed to try to keep up with Alchemy's. 

Captain Singh wasn’t making it easy at the precinct. He had benched you because of the lack of sleep and focus you were having, you were acting out over the smallest things. So naturally you had needed some time away from everything. Away from home, away from work, and away from people. 

The team had gone home for the day a few hours ago, and you had made your way to the lounge area of S.T.A.R. labs and the fridge you knew had beers in it. You didn’t quite keep to the beers, you had also managed to find a flask of whiskey and tequila. 

By now you had gotten quite the buzz going, the music was playing from the speakers as you downed yet another shot of tequila. The liquor burned its way down your throat and you scrunched up your nose before biting into a piece of lime and shaking your head at it. 

“Whooo, I should do this more often,” You laughed to yourself. You had always been the type of drunk person who would end up being a happy-go-lucky kind of person. 

“Y/N, what are you doing?” A rasped voice pulled you away from your endeavor. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight in front of you. Harrison Wells with his black jumper and slick black jeans. His dark hair was slightly ruffled with a few strands sticking out to the sides. His expression was stern yet with a glimpse of amusement. 

“Harryyyyyy, hiii!” You slightly yelled out over the music. “What does it look like I’m doing though?” You questioned him back with a grin on your face as you took a swig of your whiskey. You didn’t wait for his answer as you continued. “I’m having my own little party, and quite honestly I’m having the absolute best time!” You lifted your glass in your hand and made your way over to Harry swaying ever so lightly on your way. 

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” He looked at you with a little bit of concern in his eyes as he gripped onto your arms to keep you standing upright and not tumbling over. Your hands wound up on his as you realized which kind of muscles he was hiding under that jumper. You squinted your eyes at him and began to make a pout with your lips. It didn’t last long before your lips turned upwards and your eyes were filled with enjoyment and carefreeness. 

“Actually I don’t think so, and you mister,” You said as you poked Harry in the chest hard enough for him to be swayed a bit backward. “Won’t take my fun away,” You finished before breaking out into a full laugh. Harry chuckled at you and your behavior. 

“Actually come to think of it, you should join my fun!” Your lips turned into a smirk as you went to get a glass of whiskey for Harry. “We deserve a bit of fun and downtime,” You said momentarily your voice was laced with seriousness. 

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” He chuckled with his beautiful smile ever so lightly creating his dimples. “Somebody has to make sure you’re okay,” He continued as he gestured with his hand to you. 

“You don’t have to worry about me, I’m fantastic,” You answered as you went over to him with the glass of whiskey in your hand. “Here, drink up my friend!” You spoke attempting to sound serious, just to have your smile betray you. Harry took the glass from you and took a swig of it causing you to smile even wider. 

“So you’re in?” You questioned with a small expectant giggle at the end of it. 

“I’m in,” He says with a wink and a smirk at you, rendering your knees to go soft on you. He takes another swig of the whiskey emptying the glass. He handed it over to you and you gladly took it to get him a refill. 

“We need to get you up to speed with me,” You smiled mischievously at him. You sat down a shot glass in front of him and poured some tequila into it. “Let me borrow your hand,” You said as you held out your own. He does as you tell him and you lick at the back of his hand before pouring some salt on it. “Salt, shot, and lime,” You tell him. He looked at you, his mouth slightly agape. His eyes had darkened at the action you had made.

“Earth to Harry?” You asked as you waved your hand in front of his face, your own face confused with a cocked eyebrow. “Yes?” He cleared his throat before speaking, followed by a big swallow causing his adams apple to bob. 

“Did you hear anything of what I said?” You let out a laugh that came from the bottom of your stomach. 

“Right, yes I did,” He licked the salt from his hand, took the shot, and bit into the lime. His face scrunched up by the taste of the liquor hitting the back of his throat. You made him take quite a lot more, you took some with him to keep your own high buzz going. 

Reader and Harry getting drunk together:

You were walking into S.T.A.R. labs with the rest of the team. It had been a tough fight with the current metas roaming the streets of Central City. Alchemy was creating quite a lot on the way, and every damn meta in this town seemed to be out for blood. 

You threw your backpack on the floor beside the central console of the cortex. You flopped down on a chair in front of the computer, taking your guns out of your holsters and putting them down on the table. 

“I swear Y/N, if one of those goes off on my computer, you’d wish hell was freezing over,” Cisco pointed at you. 

“Oh relax Cisco, the safety is on,” You say as you look at them, realizing that you might have forgotten that in the heat of the moment, or maybe more in the tiredness of the moment. “Or now it is at least,” You mumbled to yourself. 

“What was that?” Cisco asked his eyes squinting at you. “Nothing!” You laughed it off, knowing he would in fact kill you if you ruined his computers. 

“That’s what I thought,” He laughed back at you. 

“You do know he means it right?” Harry spoke with a serious face as he sat down beside you. You looked over at him with amusement in your eyes. 

“Is Harrison Wells afraid of what Cisco might do?” You joked. You thought you were funny, but looking at Harry’s face you thought differently. His eyes were hard as he looked at you. It felt like he was looking right through you. You swallowed thickly at the hard glare he was giving you.

“I’m not afraid of Ramon,” His voice was hoarse and low but laced with a hint of worry. Cisco’s computers and satellites were his everything, and having seen it be blown up a few times, both you and Harry knew he would hurt whoever hurt his tech. 

“Well, we’re going home for the day,” Barry and Iris smiled as she spoke. “I’m more than ready to go home and get some sleep. We’ll see you all tomorrow,” She continued and waved at everyone. So did Barry as they left the building. 

“I’m going to follow them. Cisco can you drive me home?” Caitlin asked her friend. Caitlin had had a rough time lately, she didn’t talk much about it, but you knew she would when she was ready for it. 

“Are you coming along too, Y/N?” Cisco asked grabbing his jacket from the console in front of you. 

“Nah, I’ll stay here for a while. I’m gonna see what it is we’re missing with Alchemy and all these new metas that are popping up. Thanks for asking though!” You smiled and gave a thumbs up to let him know you meant it. 

“Don’t you think it would be a good idea to go home and rest?” Harry asked beside you with a soft smile. You loved to see him smile, even more because it wasn’t so often he did. 

“No, really it’s all good. I want to be here, no need to go home to an empty apartment anyway,” You spoke as you looked away from him and back to the computers in front of you. 

Harry nodded at you and walked away, probably to go work on his own Alchemy project. You started to type away, going through every piece of evidence you had on Alchemy. 

You rubbed your eyes and looked at the clock. It felt like you had been sitting with it for hours, but there had only been 40 minutes. Realizing that you weren’t going to get much done you walked to the lounge, grabbing two glasses and pouring some whiskey into them.

Turning the corner into Harry’s lab you saw him looking at the clear board with equations on it, his white marker in his hand. You had been right when you thought he would be working.  You knocked at the entrance causing him to turn around and look at you. 

“What?” He asks gruffly and you raise the two glasses of whiskey in your hands. 

“Wanna have a drink with me?” You asked politely entering his workshop. 

“Uh, sure,” His answer was short but held a lot of meaning. He never stopped working, so his saying yes was a win for you. “Any particular reason?” He questioned as you handed him one of the glasses. 

“Can’t we just enjoy a drink without there has to be a reason for it?” You asked cockily with raised eyebrows. It earned you a small laugh from the Earth-Two scientist. You looked at him surprised at his response to it. “Maybe we should do it more often if it earns laughs from you,” You jokingly continued. 

“Don’t count on it,” He replied deeply, though there was still a small smile hiding behind the glass. You raised your glass to him and took a sip of the liquor. The burning sensation was welcoming in your throat. The small interaction you and Harry had was nice. Your life had been a mess lately so when you had emptied your glasses, you had stayed with Harry while he went back to work.  

“Are you just going to sit there for the rest of the night?” He asked looking over his shoulder and back at you. 

“Well actually I’d say yes, but then I thought we could also decide to have our way of resting,” You smiled at him as you took your feet down from his desk and turned all the way towards him. His features looked questioningly at the statement you had made. “We could go drink some more whiskey. Pretty sure we both could need some time away from Alchemy?” The last part you said as a question as you waited for his response. 

“And why would you think that?” Harry’s usual hard look and closed-offness showed. 

“Because Harry, you have been staring at the same equation for the past hour and gotten nowhere,” You told him gesturing to the board in front of him. His stare felt like it could shoot daggers at you for having said that, but you knew he was agreeing with you when a small nod came in your direction.  “Cool, let’s go then,” You said snapping your fingers in the direction of the lounge you had picked up the whiskey in before. 

A few whiskeys in you were both talking a lot more loosly about what was troubling you. As Harry, you weren’t one who cared much for sharing too many feelings or problems. They were your own, and yours to deal with. 

“I could have sworn you had just decided to spend most of your time here, just like Barry usually does now,” Harry stated as he looked slightly surprised at you for your confession. 

“Nope, Captain Singh asked me, or more made me, stay home and take care of myself. He sent my ass home, and I can’t just sit at home doing nothing, so here I am,” You threw your arms out to the side as you took a small bow in the chair. 

It earned you one of the rare laughs from Harry. Either it was the alcohol talking or maybe Harry was actually enjoying himself a little. You decided to go with the latter, making it so much easier to just smile and forget things for a while. 

You stood up to grab the flask of whiskey, only to realize it was empty. You looked through the cupboards to see if you could find something else. A devilish smile crept on your lips as you grabbed the flask and stood up. “Harry!” You yelled out. His body shot towards you at your sudden outburst. “I have found something better than whiskey,” You smiled from ear to ear shaking the tequila bottle in your hand. “We are so going to take some tequila shots!” You laughed out loud at the expression on Harry’s face. 

“No, we are most certainly not,” He replied coldly as he stood up and started to leave, and you knew how you could make him stay. 

“Harry, it’s a task, and you solve tasks right?” He stopped dead in his tracks and you could almost imagine the expression on his face and that joyed you even more. You knew you had won. 

“Fine!” He exclaimed and turned back to you, a few large strides and he was on the other side of the island. 

“Do you know how to?” You asked hesitantly not knowing how much drinking he had done on Earth-Two and in his younger days. “Did you just ask me if I know how to do tequila shots? How old do you think I am?” He said slightly annoyed before he broke out a dimple-filled smile. You broke out into a real fit of laughter before answering him. 

“I’m so sorry Harry, that sounded terrible,” Leaning forwards on the table in front of you, you half smacked yourself in the head when you put it into your hand. 

“C’mon, pour it Y/L/N!” He chuckled as he pushed the shot glass over in your direction. You found the salt and cut out the limes you had found in the fridge. You weren’t quite sure why the team even had this here, but you weren’t about to be mad at it. 

You clinked your glasses together before shooting it down. You both shook your heads and looked at each other, smiles spreading as you continued to pour tequila into your glasses.

“Right, let’s see,” You say with an idea in your head. You licked your own hand as you put it to your neck, you leaned your neck to the side as you drizzled salt on it and the lime in your hand. “Let’s go, Harrison,” You smiled playfully at him, his eyes glistening with just as much playfulness. 

He stepped close to you, your chests touching each other, his hands on your hips. You leaned your head to the side giving him access to lick the salt off of you. His tongue was warm to your skin sending shivers down your spine. You had to bite your lip to stifle a moan from escaping your lips. He stayed at your neck a little longer than he needed to and kissed you on the neck as his face left your neck. Downing the shot you had poured him, he looked for the lime and you smiled brightly with it between your teeth. 

It didn’t take long for Harry to catch on to what you wanted. A smirk danced across his lips before crashing them to yours to bite the lime. His lips were soft on yours. He tasted of a mix of tequila, lime, and whiskey. You spat out the lime before going back to kissing him. Your arms snaked around his neck drawing him closer to you. He gladly accepted and deepened the kiss. His tongue slid across your lower lip and you quickly granted him access. 

Your tongue felt like it fit perfectly with his as they danced and explored together. The kiss was filled with need, a hunger, for each other. Damn his an amazing kisser, you thought to yourself as you got completely lost in his intoxicating kiss. You broke apart after a few minutes needing to catch your breaths. 

His crystal blue eyes looked into yours, they were darker than usual, filled with arousal. Your chest was heaving for breaths and Harry pulled away from you. You whined as you lost the heat from his warm body. 

“I’m sorry,” He spoke lowly as he started to pull completely away from you. You grabbed the jumper in your hands and pulled him towards you. “Harry shut up and kiss me again,” You ordered your own eyes filled with lust. It didn’t take long for him to oblige to your command, his hands roaming your entire body. 

He pushed you backward till you reached the countertop and boxed you in between his body and the table. Your fingers tangled themselves in his dark locks as you pulled lightly at them. A hum escaped his throat as he kissed his way down from your jaw to your ear nibbling lightly at your earlobe before moving down to your neck. 

His kisses left your skin on fire. A burning sensation was starting to grow in your stomach and between your legs. You wanted him. You needed him. 

“Harry,” You whimpered in response to his kisses, licks and sucks. He was sure to leave marks on you. His hand moved in between your legs cubbing the outsides of your cunt, grinding at it with his hand. 

Several moans left your throat involuntarily. You couldn’t help it, this man was doing so much to you. He was humming in response to your moans. His lips went back to yours. You could feel the grin on his lips as he kissed you. 

His hands grabbed around your thighs hoisting you to sit on the countertop, keeping your legs spread to make space for him in between. You locked your legs around his waist pulling him as close to you as you could.

He grinded against you and you met his grinds with your own. You could feel his arousal, rock hard and ready for you. A groan left Harry’s lips at your movements and a smirk appeared on your lips. This time it was you breaking the kiss to make it to his neck leaving open-mouthed kisses. As you bit slightly into his skin, an animalistic groan left his throat, as you left a mark on him. 

“Either you stop and we go to my room, or continue and I’ll take you right here,” His voice was low and lust-filled as he spoke. The words hit you as you leaned in to whisper in his ear. 

“Oh I’m not nearly done, Harrison Wells,” you mused his name and it seemed to have the effect you wanted it to. Harry gripped your hips tightly and pulled you closer to him as his lips crashed with yours. The kiss was filled with need as you were both losing control of yourselves. 

One of his hands traced under your shirt and up to your breast and grabbed it. Your body ached for him as your chest shot forward at the feeling of his fingers pinching your nipple. His hand let go of your breast only to discard the clothing in front of it. He kissed down your neck and down to your chest and sucked lightly at your nipple as his other hand traced up your thigh toward your wet spot. 

“Oh god, Harry,” You moaned out at the heat pooling inside of you. 

“Mmh, what?” He looked down at you with a big smirk on his lips, his normally blue eyes almost completely dark from lust. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” You looked up at him whining. “But now we’re at it, you have too many clothes on,” You smiled innocently up at him as your hands glided toward the hem of his jumper. He chuckled deeply before lifting his arms up to discard his jumper. 

Your mouth fell open as your eyes roamed his torso. His chiseled muscles showed as he flexed a little under your stare. Clothes did him dirty. 

“My eyes are up here Y/N,” He pulled you from your trance. Your cheeks flushed as you looked down shyly. His fingers went under your chin to make you look up at him. “Like what you see?” He muses with amusement.

“I mean, have you looked yourself in the mirror?” You spoke as your eyes darted down to his chest again. Your tongue darted over your lips as you took all of him in again. “How can I not like what I see?” You continued your own eyes darkening more. 

Your legs tugged him into you again as your lips met his again. You were fighting for dominance, pouring every feeling of lust and need into the kiss. Your fingers were digging into his skin at his shoulders. 

Harry pulled you down from the countertop, unbuttoning your jeans, not once breaking the kiss. You shimmied out of your jeans and panties and stood completely nude in front of him. This time it was Harry’s turn to get tranced, licking his lips. 

“My eyes are up here, Harrison,” You mused the same response he had had to your staring. His laugh filled the lounge as his hands found your hips again. “What? No smart comment?” You chuckled. “Nope, not this time. You look beautiful,” His smile was genuine, his eyes had gone soft again, and you felt your cheeks burning from his admiration. He leaned down to kiss you. The kiss was different from the others, this was more caring and more emotional. 

Your hands went to his shoulders moving down his chest. He flexed under your touch and deepened the kiss again as your hands found the button on his jeans. It didn’t take long for him to discard them. 

Your eyes couldn’t help but dart down to his erection. He sure did hide a lot under those clothes; because holy hell he was well-equipped. The burning desire inside of you took over as you went down to your knees and looked up at him through your lashes. 

A smirk playing at your lips as you licked from the base of his cock and up to the tip. A deep rumble came from Harry’s chest as his eyes closed shut and his head leaned back. Your tongue swirled around the tip, licking off the precum before taking his cock into your mouth. You bobbed your head in rhythm with your hand at the base. Your tongue swirled around the tip every time you came back up, before taking as much as you could of him in again. 

“Y/N,” Harry moaned out. “Fuck, it feels so good,” his breathing became more panting as he took every bit of pleasure you were giving him. You could feel him tense under your touch and you bobbed your head a little faster, drawing him closer to his release. 

He took in a sharp breath as he pulled away from you. 

“Harry, why did you do that? I almost had you,” You looked up at him while pouting. 

“Because when I cum I want to be in you,” He took hold of your hand helping you up and he instantly pushed you back to the countertop. His lips find yours again, his hands on your hips, lifting you back up to sit. His head moved down your chest, down to your stomach, leaving open-mouthed kisses on his way. 

Your own breathing became quicker at the thought of what he was about to do. Your hand tangled itself in his hair as he kissed the inner side of your thigh. The feeling of his mouth leaving shivers going up and down your body. Moans escaped your lips as he moved closer to your cunt. 

“Mmh, you’re so wet for me,” He breathed as his tongue licked through your folds, leaving a fire burning inside of you. His tongue flicked over your bundle of nerves. The pleasure coursing through your veins, the feeling of heat pooling in your stomach, alarming you that you were close. 

“Harry, I’m-,” You choked out, one hand gripping the countertop so tightly your knuckles were going white. 

“Cum for me, princess,” Harry focused more on your clit and it didn’t take long before you were coming undone for him. He lapped all of your orgasm before coming back up to your head and giving you a chaste kiss. 

“Well you certainly know what you’re doing,” You breathed heavily coming down from your high, a proud smirk played on Harry’s lips. Your hands reached around his neck and you pulled him close to you. Your kiss wasn’t chaste in any way, it was lust-filled and hard. You could taste your own orgasm on his wet lips. One of your legs wrapped around his body, pulling him even closer to you. “I need you Harry,” You begged him. You needed him inside of you. You were hungry for him. All of him. 

Harry aligned himself at your entrance and slowly pushed inside of you. Moans escaped both of your lips as he let you adjust to him. He slowly started thrusting into you. Controlled, slow moves were dragging out the pleasure already building in you. 

“Fuck, you feel so good around me. So perfect,” He breathes into the base of your neck. One of your hands was holding onto his shoulder and the other clawing at his back. 

“Harry, I- I won’t last long,” You were moaning and panting under him. 

“Neither will I,” He groans out, his thrusts becoming quicker and sloppier. Your orgasm builds up quickly in you. Leaving you screaming out his name as you draw closer and closer. A few more quick and hard thrusts leave you both coming down and hard. 

He stayed with his head dipped into the crook of your neck, your hand started drawing circles at his back. He draws back from you and pulls out of you. His dark hair was messy from sweat and your hands, and you only saw the most handsome man you had ever seen. 

A big goofy smile played on your lips and you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him, as your breathing was slowing down again. 

“What?” He smiled and shifted a little on his feet as his cheeks turned a shade of pink. 

“Oh, nothing, you’re just very handsome,” You spoke looking him deeply in his eyes. He leaned in to give you another kiss. He broke apart from you, but you continued to peck his lips in between words. “Also. You. Just. Rocked. My. World,” Your hands were cupping his face as you held onto him. 

“Well, why don’t we go rock it some more,” He returned your goofy smile with a wink as he dragged you with him to his room. 

Your eyes slowly started to flutter open and you groaned out at the bright light hitting your face. You rubbed your eyes with one hand as you felt the hangover headache hitting you. It wasn’t until you tried to move that you realized that there was someone beside you. 

You turned your head slowly as to not disturb whoever it was holding onto your side. 

You didn’t exactly expect to see a certain dark-haired grumpy scientist beside you. 

“Oh god, what have I done?” You said to yourself, panic coursing through your veins, causing a pair of blue eyes to open and look at you.

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Hello friends! We are so close to 1000 friends on here! That is truly insane to me! Once we reach it I figured we could all Celebrate! Every day I will be posting a new story!! I will be posting various stories from various fandoms, to show how much I love you all!

In all seriousness, I was happy to have one person read my stories. To know that there are so many of you who like, comment, DM, Ask, and Reblog anything I post means more than I can express in words without making me want to cry. So I will just say thank you! in the form of giving you more stories! Please feel free to comment and tell me which one you're looking forward to!

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Somebody like you – part II (Harry Wells x reader)

Summary: You left the day after Harry kissed you and now he believes he chased you away. But when you return, you don’t hesitate to explain yourself.

Note: part 1 / If you want to know when I post new stuff, follow @unreliablesnakefics.

Harry kissed you one time out of instinct and you fled right away. He thought you liked it too, he thought you felt the same way, but apparently you didn’t. You returned to A.R.G.U.S. where you had worked between the black hole incident and the day the team called you back soon after he arrived, and conveniently went no contact with him due to security measures there.

And now there he was, anxious and worried to death because Zoom had his daughter, and also because you were out there, out of his sight, basically served on a silver plate for the evil speedster. If he knew about you, he could easily kill this version of you as well to torture him even more than he already was.

You never explicitly told him he was the reason why you left, but he could feel that it was all because of that stupid kiss. He didn’t believe the whole “they just called me back to help with something I used to work on” excuse you came up with. It was too big a coincidence to believe. It bothered him, he blamed himself for chasing you away, but there was nothing he could do about it now.

Even after they freed Jesse, after he had entirely new things to worry about, Harry often found himself thinking about you. If you were only there to support him, to be by his side and ease the pain he felt–but you weren’t. You were hiding somewhere far from him, and on worse days he wondered which member of this little team kept in touch with you to keep you updated about whether or not he was still here.

“Look who’s back!” Harry heard Cisco’s voice from the cortex one day.

He pushed himself away from the desk he was working at to see who it was, and when he saw you standing there, he almost lost his balance with the swivel chair. It was you. It was really you standing there with that big and happy smile on your face, hugging the team as a greeting.

“How are things at A.R.G.U.S.?” Barry asked you with a laugh once he let go.

Whatever you said in response, his brain didn’t register your words. He didn’t care–he couldn’t care–when every cell in his body was ready to move towards you. All he had to do was stand up and walk over to where you stood. It wasn’t hard. Yet he couldn’t get himself to move because his brain was telling him you would only push him away, and he didn’t want his daughter and the entire team to witness that.

Yes, his ego was in the way.

Harry knew he was staring at you, but despite this he wasn’t really paying attention to what you said or did, this is why he only realized you were on the move when you were standing right in front of him. He gulped as he stood up and watched you with a nervous smile.

“Welcome back. How long will you stay?” he asked you hoarsely.

“As long as I can,” came your answer. “I’m done with that project, I have no reason to be there anymore.”

The others were watching you, he could see that over your shoulder, but it didn’t matter now. Maybe it was time to let go of his fears, maybe it was time to start an honest conversation. “Why did you leave?” Your eyes narrowed in confusion. “I kissed you and the next day you announced you were leaving. Why did you leave?”

You suddenly started laughing, almost causing him to jump from surprise. “Harry, I didn’t leave because you kissed me. If I could, I would have called you, but the A.R.G.U.S. facility I was in has very strict rules,” you told him, slowly leaning closer. “To be honest, I thought about that kiss and you quite a lot.”

“Is that so?”

“I missed your grumpy attitude,” you whispered.

“I’m not grumpy,” he defended himself, but you only shook your head with a smile. “Yeah, maybe I am, but never with you.”

It was you who reached out to pull his head down and kiss him gently on the lips, drawing a series of whistles and claps from the team in the background. He couldn’t care less about the audience when he finally had you in his arms again. Safe and happy, just the way he wanted.

He pulled away for a second to take a better look at you, appreciating the view for the millionth time since you had met here the first time. You tilted your head to the side as you watched him, probably trying to figure out why he stopped, but he only smiled at you briefly before pulling you into a tight hug and rested his chin on top of your head.

Jesse was by now deep in a conversation with Caitlin, her eyes occasionally falling on him as they talked. He knew she was probably asking about you and he couldn’t blame her. She knew your doppelgänger, and knowing how smart his girl was, she probably had her suspicions already.

“They are staring, aren’t they?” you asked quietly.

“Of course they are,” came his response that lacked the usual hint of disapproval or sarcasm. He had grown to like these people, and while he wasn’t about to call them family, they were still more than simple friends. “Ready for the questions?”

You hummed in agreement as you let go of him, but you couldn’t even turn around before Jesse arrived. Harry was a little worried that she would disapprove of this thing you two had, but he was pleasantly surprised when her lips curled into a wide grin.

“Can I talk to you, Dad?”

And with this question the pleasant surprise turned into pure terror. You didn’t seem to notice and he was honestly grateful for that. You told them you would go over to the others, so he soon found himself feeling cornered by his own daughter.

“Please tell me this is not happening only because you lost our version of her,” Jesse began in a hushed voice. “I always knew you had feelings for her, I saw how badly her death hurt you, so don’t blame me for worrying about this version being nothing more than a cheap replacement.”

“Don’t call her that,” he warned her.

“I’m sorry, that’s not what I meant. I just want to make sure you really like her for who she is here, and not for what her doppelgänger was like.”

Harry drew in a deep breath as he thought about this. She was clever and she was right, and he had never had the time to truly get to know you. Sure, he paid attention to you even when you were avoiding him, so in a way he learned a lot about you, but he wasn’t sure if you saw past the little detail that he was your old crush’s Earth-2 counterpart.

Gulping loudly, Harry looked over at you and let out a groan. “I like her for who she is,” he said, and although he wanted to finish the sentence, he decided to fall silent instead.

And this silence was louder than he assumed it would be. “You’re not sure if she likes you for who you are,” Jesse pointed out, earning a nod from him. “I can ask her.”

“Or I can keep whatever this is going on and we’ll find out along the way,” he suggested with a smile.

“That might work too,” Jesse agreed with a shrug.

[mcbenson25]

I Have Something For You (Eobard Thawne X Reader)

A/N: Helloooooo. Here's a little one-shot that didn't make it into More Than He Bargained For that I thought you would all enjoy!

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"I have to go out of town for a couple of days," Eobard reluctantly informed you, his expression softening as he looked down at your pouting face. "What? Why?" you protested, your eyes searching his for an explanation.

Eobard couldn't resist the charm of your pout; it made him feel guilty about leaving you. A warm smile graced his lips as he reassured you, "I have to do this thing for work, but I'll be back before you know it."

"Impossible," you countered, pressing a quick, affectionate kiss on his lips before snuggling closer to him. "I always hate when you aren't here."

He sighed, his gaze fixed on you. He wished he could freeze this moment, capture it in eternity. You and him…happy, lovers. You made the stagnant existence in this time period bearable. "Why can't you take me with you?" you asked, breaking him out of his thoughts.

"You know I can't," he replied, his voice filled with a touch of regret.

You groaned in response, not happy but acceptingly. "Alright."

A comfortable silence enveloped the room as the television droned on in the background, providing background noise with its latest stock market analysis.

"I have something for you," Eobard suddenly broke the silence, his voice infused with anticipation.

Your eyes lit up, and you sat up eagerly, a smile tugging at your lips. "Oh? What is it?"

"We have to go outside, though," he teased, pressing a tender kiss on your lips. "Meet me outside," he said, his voice carrying a hint of excitement.

You giggled as you watched him almost trip on his way to your shared bedroom, his playful smile and wink leaving you with a sense of curiosity. Grabbing your shoes, you headed outside to join him.

Eobard's house was a cozy haven, nestled alongside the lake bordering Central City. The backyard was a sight to behold, with towering, lush trees adorned with delicate jar lights. A beautiful garden with a meandering stone path guided you towards the shimmering lake. From this vantage point, you could also see the dazzling cityscape, adding to the enchantment of your little piece of heaven.

"It's beautiful."

You turned around and found Eobard standing beside you, a gentle smile playing on his lips. Your heart fluttered at the sight of him. "It is," you replied, unable to contain your joy.

"Oh, I wasn't talking about the view," he sweetly retorted, his gaze filled with affection.

You couldn't help but grin, feeling the warmth spread across your cheeks.

"Before I go, I wanted to give you something, but first, I have to ask you something," Eobard began, his voice laced with nerves.

Curiosity ignited within you. "Okay," you responded, your voice soft and filled with anticipation.

He took a deep breath, his hand trembling slightly as it ran through his hair. "Is everything okay?" you asked, concern creeping into your voice.

"Yes! Yes, I just—" he stammered, his eyes meeting yours before he finally gathered his composure. Stepping forward, his voice regained strength. "Will you marry me?"

You stood frozen, unable to process the question at first.

Did he just...?

Oh my goodness..

He just asked me to marry him

"Yes, of course!" you squealed with delight as he kissed you passionately, sealing the moment. As you pulled apart, your eyes glanced down and spotted a dazzling diamond ring with your beloved gemstone nestled in the center.

Overwhelmed with joy, you looked up at him and said, "I love you."

A radiant smile graced his face as he replied, "I love you too."

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[marvelsgirl616]

Professor Wells :)

[jokingmisfit]

A New Nursery

Yandere Platonic Multi!Wells x Reader, Yandere Platonic Eobard Thawne x Reader

Warnings- Age Regression, Implied kidnapping, Implied Stalking, Past Relationships, Yandere Themes

Notes- I literally just got out of the hospital and all my life plans are going up in flames so enjoy this fic I guess.

"What is this?" She asks. "It looks like a nursery."

"It is!" HR said enthusiastically.

"Great... There is no baby here? Right?" She looks around confused.

The men gather in the hall. There's a mixture of emotion in the air and confusion on her face. HR stands closest to her smile plastered on his face as he rocks slightly on his feet. Sherloque is more in the room than in the hall slightly in front of the girl who stands in the entrance. Harry stands a bit fidgety but overall tense in between her and the doors facing wall. Slightly proud, Eobard stands leaning up against the wall the door is attached to.

"Well it is not necessarily for a baby per say more or less for someone who acts like a baby." Sherloque says factually.

She laughs. "That sounds like an insult, Sher."

"All right, enough beating around the bush, it is for you." Harry speaks up annoyed by the added antics.

"And I thought I was impatient or did you forget we were going to let her come around to that conclusion herself." Eobard taunts.

"She wasn't going to realize that herself because she didn't know that we knew what she did when she was alone." Harry started angrily waving his arms around.

A blush covers her face. She recalls the message she got that let her here. Of course, it was her old home, she lived here when Eobard was still facading as Harrison Wells. She hadn't come back for a while now though the home was left to her.

She remembers Harrison's text saying that he and the others had a surprise. She was certainly surprised and she saw Eobard there. Despite her confusion the others insured her that nothing bad would come from the man. Apparently they had made some sort of truce.

Part of her wanted to appreciate the gesture. The kindness and the time it must have taken to build it. Another part of her was concerned. How did they even know? She only regressed in the privacy of her own home. She never spoke of it. This part of herself by all means shouldn't have been discovered so easily even if they were geniuses.

"How," She cleared her throat. "How did you know about, the um, regression." Her words slowly dissipated to a whisper.

"Oh please, dear you can't actually thought that you hid it well." Sherloque answers accent thick.

"Okay... New question, why did you think this would be appropriate to do?" She asks growing upset.

"You don't like it?" Harry asks, somewhat defeated.

She chokes on her words for a moment. "It's... very nice. Still, it's kind of weird that you would go through all this work for something I didn't even know you knew about. And you didn't ask me if I was okay with it. You didn't really include me. it's a very nice surprise would have been had I been informed you were informed and if you were involved with what happened to me. But you're not I don't think you see me regress and if you did it's a little concerning how." She rambled out.

HR laughs sadly. "Geez, kiddo. We just wanted to do something good for you."

Guilt ate her stomach watching the man rub his neck. The mood had gone completely sour. Not a single person held a smile on their face at least not a real one.

"It is really nice, in theory..." She says softly.

"Still think we shouldn't just go with my plan?" Eobard asks looking over to Harry.

Panic sets under her skin for a second at the look in the doppelganger's eyes.

"I think I should go home." She says, weaving out of the hall.

She could hear the men talking as she made her way to the foyer. A few seconds after she made it out the front door red and wind greeted her. Looking up and unsurprisingly Eobard stands there in black.

"You know you really hurt their feelings princess." He says with feigned pity.

"That whole situation was weird even for you." She states with a frown.

"You really can't blame them. Seeing a precious little girl living all alone, working so hard to make herself and others happy. How could they not want to wrap you up and never let go?" He pries. "I know you won't remember, but there are versions of the timeline I got to be that for you." He says in a gravel voice.

"What?" She whispered.

"In a version of this timeline," He emphasizes. "I took care of you. It was actually quite calming. Coming home being able to care for someone who was practically helpless, and you let me." He smiles. "Probably, one of my favorite versions of the timeline."

"Well that explains how you four knew so much..." She sighs.

"Come back inside." Eobard rasps out. He moves towards her and cups her face in his hands. "Let us take care of you."

She searched his eyes and as pure as his words had been there was something dark swimming beneath it. Perhaps it was him, but their actions were confusing and odd. Suddenly something dawned on her.

"You told them this would be okay?" She asks accusingly.

"No," He answers. "I informed them that their feelings were valid nothing more."

"And how intense are these feelings?" She shakes out of his grasp.

"Enough for us to agree to do what we have to." Another voice answers. It's Harry's.

Her breath catches in her throat. "What exactly do you think you have to do?" She questions, looking at him.

The wind felt so much colder in her fear. And the men she once viewed as friends, as family, seemed more like a threat.

"Stop asking so many questions and come back inside." Harry speaks nodding his head at the door. "It's late, we can talk more in the morning."

"I promised Barry I'd visit him tonight." She lied.

"No you didn't." Sherloque adds this time.

"What are we just going to gather out here now?" She yells in anger and panic.

She stood stiff with fear. Despite this she shook faster than a heated molecule. Before she had the chance to say anything else or do anything else Sherloque handed something to Eobard. And before she could even ask about that it was inserted into her neck.

She didn't lose consciousness, but she did lose all of the feeling in her limbs. She felt almost immediately exhausted. Simply like the weight of a car pressed against her. She tried hard enough she could lift arm a little bit, but it took much too much effort to do any more.

Harry's the one who caught her and carried her into the house. All the way down the hall back into the room. The bright colors now made her head hurt. She tried to push off when he laid her in the crib-like bed. Tried to scoot away when HR sat by her to pet her hair and coo at her. Her efforts were pointless and soon the four left her to sleep. Not , of course, without whispered promises of love and happiness that her new daddies were determined to give her.

[khayrrilrainxwells]

@harrywells_being_hot😏

[book-place-incorrect-quotes]

Y/N: Harry, the phone

Harry: Mhm, it rings

Y/N: Can you answer it?

Harry: No, people are particularly stupid today. I can't talk to anymore of them

[brianllamawrites]

Autumn Chill (Harry Wells X Reader)

A/N: Nobody check when the last time I posted a fic was lol. Hoping my writing brain will kick in soon now that I've finally finished something. This post was brought to you by the head cold I had last week lmao. If anyone wants to be tagged in future fics don't hesitate to ask!

Word Count: 958

Tagging: @ageless-aislynn @khayrrilrainxwells @mcbenson25 @yetanotherwells

“Hey, I’m home!” called Harry.

He rushed to pull off his boots and didn’t even bother to look at his bag when it fell on the floor. He tossed his coat on the nearest chair, and spun around to double-check that the front door was definitely locked before he briskly walked away from it.

You had both been at STAR Labs all morning, but the autumn chill had seeped into the building, and Harry sent you home the moment he heard you sneeze. He wasn’t thrilled at the idea of sending you home alone. You looked so tired and cold; it took all his willpower not to bundle you up and have you sit next to him as he worked, but you deserved to fall asleep on something much more comfortable than an office chair, and there was still an enormous amount of work left for him to do. Of course, Harry ended up spending every free moment he had thinking about you.

Harry turned into the living room to find you in your pyjamas, curled up on the sofa with a file in your hands and a blanket on the floor. You met his gaze with a tinge of guilt in your eyes. After seeing the mountain of work everyone was dealing with, it didn’t feel right just to leave with unfinished files on your desk, so you had snuck a few things into your bag to work on at home. You promised everyone you would rest – and in your defence, you did take a nap – but turning your brain off work mode seemed too much of a struggle. The look Harry gave you was the perfect mix of disappointment and worry to make you close the file you were holding.

“Before you say anything,” you started, “I took a nap with that blanket, and I woke up way too hot, so it had to go.”

Harry raised a brow. “On the floor?”

“... Yes.”

Harry made his way over to you, perching on the edge of the coffee table next to the pile of work you had yet to touch. He gently pulled the file from your hands, taking a mental note of how cold your fingers were, and placed it beside him. Now that Harry was sitting next to it, the amount of work you had brought home looked ridiculous for a sick person to be tackling. You watched as Harry stretched down and scoop up the blanket, fidgeting with it as he thought about what to do with you.

“I hate being ill,” you muttered to yourself.

Harry hated seeing you so unhappy and not being able to fix everything for you immediately. He wrapped the blanket around your shoulders so he could pull you close enough to kiss your forehead.

“Oh love, you’re freezing.”

You dropped your head onto his shoulder and grumbled; you really did have a lot of work left to do, and it was a lot easier to pretend you weren’t ill when you were alone. Harry’s hand stroked your hair before moving down to rub circles on your back. He heard you wheezing and sighed.

“Come on–” to your dissatisfaction, Harry pulled away to look you in your puffy eyes “–you’ll feel better when you’re resting in bed.”

The room was a lot colder without his arms around you, and your head rocked, threatening you with nausea as you moved to look up at him. Suddenly, the idea of returning to work felt like torture.

You mumbled in agreement and shakily got to your feet, grasping the blanket around you with one of your hands. All it took was one step and your head span. The floor felt like it was moving to the bedroom without you, and you desperately waved your free hand around until it found Harry’s shoulder. He rushed to his feet to steady you.

“Let’s take it slow,” said Harry, keeping a firm hand on your arm and one on your back.

After what felt like an eternity of shuffling, you finally made it to the bedroom. As soon as you sat in bed, Harry tucked you into the duvet, and then the blanket, and as much as it made you laugh, you had to physically stop him from making a pile on top of you. Once he saw that you were comfortable, he turned to leave.

“Probably for the best,” you said, “I don’t want to get you ill too.”

Harry stopped at the doorway and looked over to you. “I’m not leaving you alone like that.”

“Harry–”

“I don’t get sick, I’ll be fine.”

Before you could argue with how silly of a statement that was, Harry disappeared. A few minutes passed before he returned with painkillers, a bottle of water, and a mug of hot tea. He carefully placed the drinks and painkillers on the side table next to you, and grabbed the corner of the duvet.

“Move up,” he said plainly.

“I’m dead serious about getting you ill.”

“I’ve looked after Jesse every single time she’s been ill in her entire life, I’ve never once caught anything from her.” He could see the doubt in your tired face. “Sweetheart, I’ll be fine. Move over.”

Begrudgingly, you shuffled over and let Harry climb in next to you. You hated to admit it, but you felt so much better as soon as Harry’s arms were all around you again. He leaned you up against his side so you could breathe better and then wasted no time covering the top of your head in kisses.

You looked up to Harry and smiled. “Thank you for taking care of me. I love you so much.”

Harry grinned and gave you a squeeze. “I love you too.”

[urprinceoflove]

The Flash Master List

Master List Key:

fluff - normal text

angst - italicized text

coming soon - crossed out

✩ - posted on old acc. (mostly for myself)

OG Harrison Wells/Timeless Wells

✩ Lost Love

Harry Wells

✩ Cuddle Shirt

✩ Cold, Lonely Lake

✩ Kitty Calls (Headcanon)

HR Wells

✩ Mistaken Relations (Songfic)

A Scientist’s Secret

Sherloque Wells

✩ French Cuddles 101 (Headcanon)

Nash Wells

✩ Stargazing

✩ Into the Air

✩ The Only Language I Speak

✩ Forgetfulness

✩ Bed Monster

✩ Lovable Idiot

A Second of Your Time (Headcanon)

EoWells

✩ “Tough Villain”

✩ Heroes and Villains

OG Eobard Thawne/Mattobard

✩ The Dance of a Lifetime

✩ “Tough Villain”

Multiple Wells

✩ A Special Something (Headcanon)

✩ Hooked on Love (Headcanon)

✩ Birthday Surprises and Love (Headcanon)

✩ Children of Magic (Headcanon)

✩ Jealousy, Jealousy (Wells x Wells)

Hoping Eight Lasts Prolongedly Master List

Ralph Dibny

Catching a Feeling

[adriellej]

The way

Warnings: None really. 

Pairings: Team Flash, Harry x Reader.

Word count: 1.6K+

A/N: I made something cute again! I’m apparently all in for the cute stuff lately. I was looking on Pinterest to get some ideas and I fell over this. I just knew it had to be Cisco’s line, didn’t imagine it to turn into a whole Harry situation, but it kinda did!

GIF and Prompt isn't mine. Found on google and found on Pinterest.

You had always been an active outdoorsy person. You always played every sport you could find. You’d take long walks with your family, and when you got old enough you went hiking on your own. You had traveled quite a lot, all over the world really. 

Lately, it had been some slow days for team Flash, metas were on the down-low, no big current villain to haunt down. So you had convinced the team to come hiking with you. You knew an amazing place just outside of Central City. It was beautiful at sunset, but it was also a bit of a hike to get on top of the small mountain. 

It wasn’t everyone who was as excited for it as you were, and a few, or one specific, had been quite reluctant to go. It’s no point, makes no sense to waste our time doing this. Our time is better spent developing our tech than this, you recalled in your memory. Others had been excited and joyful. Oh yes! This would be awesome, it’s going to be so much fun! You had laughed at how excited Barry was to go. 

You looked around at your friends, they were like family to you and you were so excited to be spending this time with them. Barry was running in the front with Ralph right on his heels. They had made it into a competition; who could reach the top first? Caitlin and Iris were walking beside you and right behind you were Harry and Cisco, who were of course bickering about something.

“You know, this wasn’t a bad idea Y/N,” Caitlin mused beside you, all you could do was smile and say thank you. You dwelled in the moment, making mental pictures of it, because you knew you would have to go back to the real world at some point. Suddenly you heard a yelp.

“This is my life now. I have climbed this hill and now I will die upon it.” Cisco dramatically exclaimed. “Shut up. We’ve only been hiking for twenty minutes.” You and Harry said in unison causing the two girls beside you to laugh. “You two have a fun way of being quite alike,” Iris ushered. “Have you made up your mind?” Caitlin continued Iris’ thinking. You smiled and shook your head. “Come on, you must know if you want to or not!” Iris said a little louder than you wanted her to. 

“Iris, shhh!” You half panicked when Harry glanced at you with an amused look. “I don’t need him to know anything,” you spoke lowly. “At least not until I tell him on my own,” you continued as you looked at your girlfriends. A big smile spread on both of their lips. “Oh yes! You’re going to be so cute,” Iris shrieked. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself Iris. It would have to include that he likes me too, ya know.” You tried to not get your own hopes up. 

You had had a crush on the Earth 2 Harrison Wells for quite some time by now. Iris had asked you one day what it was about him that made your heart flutter. At that moment you had said everything, but it had started a thought process over what it was about him. 

You could conclude on your own that it was the way his dimples came out when he smiled at you. It was the way he looked at you, that made your knees go soft. It was the way it didn’t matter to you if you understood what he said or not, you just loved to listen to him talk about something he was passionate about. It was the way that he tried to explain it to you, with no annoyance or anything. It was the way it felt when your fingers grazed each other when handing stuff to one another. It was the small hugs at the end of the really long days, that no one saw. It was something only you two had and moments only you shared. 

It was how he always put a smile on your lips when you thought of him. The way he made fun with you, told jokes, and laughed with you. He’s the first thing you think of in the morning and the last thing you think of at night. 

You glimpsed back at him. His baseball cap tugged down on top of his glasses, his black t-shirt showing his very nice muscled arms, and his sweater wrapped around his waist because it became too hot to wear. Oh yeah, and then he’s just flipping hot and sexy, you thought to yourself. 

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“Iris come on, you need to see the view from up here!” Barry yelled down to his wife. A big smile spread across her face. “Race you to the top?” Cisco chimed in right beside you. They all shared a look and ran off, leaving you behind with Harry. 

“Hey,” He said as he joined you and adjusted his speed to fit yours. 

“Hey yourself,” you said as you nudged his shoulder with yours and a smile you couldn’t hide. “Is it as bad as you thought it would be?” You slowly started to converse with him. He breathed in and held it for a second before letting it go in a small laugh. 

“Well no, not with you by my side at least,” He smiled as he glanced down at you. His icy blue orbs were filled with enjoyment and warmth. Maybe Iris and Caitlin weren’t wrong when they said he had a thing for you too. 

You reached the top with the others just in time for the sunset creating the most beautiful purple, pink, and orange lights across the sky. 

“Wow, this is absolutely stunning,” Caitlin pointed out to the rest of the group. “How long have you kept this gem to yourself?” She continued looking back at you. 

“Well, not for as long as you would think. I found it a few months ago, just haven’t had a chance to show you guys yet,” you stated. 

Everyone fell silent for a while. Barry and Iris were sitting with their legs hanging off the little cliff, and Ralph, Cisco, and Caitlin were joking about something further away. Yourself, you were leaning on a big stone that was stood by a tree. Enjoying the moment. Savoring it as much as you possibly could. Harry came up to lean against the tree beside you. 

“Ya know, I was afraid something would happen and ruin this moment. I was expecting a meta alarm to finally go off and take this moment away from us, but it didn’t.” You looked into the horizon, with a dreaming look on your face. 

“I think we needed this more than we thought,” Harry caught your attention and you turned to look at him, his hand resting on your shoulder. His features were soft as he spoke. “With Savitar, with the metas, with the Earth X’ers. Having this moment with our family is worth more than anything,” Harry was a quite soft and warm person behind the hard glares, the grumpiness, and the insults. 

“Harry, with a risk of ruining this moment, can I ask you two questions?” You turned completely towards him with a soft smile on your lips. 

“Sure, though I would bet to say it would equal in three questions, taking the one you just did ask,” He joked and huffed a small laugh. “See, already ahead of you, that was one of the two questions!” You exclaimed poking out your tongue at him. “I know you too well,” You continued and he laughed. His laugh was like music to your ears, you would give anything to listen to it all day. 

“Go on,” he pushed. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again, looking straight into his captivating ones. 

“How do you feel about me?” You spoke lowly scared to say it out too loud. 

“How do I feel about you?” He looked puzzled at you. You looked down on the ground before you spoke again. 

“I like you, Harry. I like you a lot, and I have for a while now. I just haven’t had the guts to ask, because I’m afraid I might ruin what we have. We have an amazing friendship, and you are by far one of my best friends, and I would hate for it-” you ranted on before you were cut short by Harry.

“Y/N, stop blabbering and look at me,” His hand went to take yours and you looked more at your hands than at him. He crouched down into your view forcing you to look at him, and you followed as he stood up straight again. “I have a hard time going through my day if I don’t see you. It’s like my day isn’t good before I’ve seen your smile. You're the one who brings some light into my life while Jesse isn’t here. I wouldn’t want our friendship to be jeopardized in the slightest bit.” He continued to talk, and you could feel your face fall a little bit at the last part he was saying. “Stop overthinking it, Y/N. I’m trying to say that I like you a lot too, it’s just not coming across the way I want it to,” He laughed nervously as his hand went to scratch the back of his neck.

You looked up at him, removing the last part of space between you as you stepped up to kiss him. His hands found their way to cup your face and yours snaked around his neck. 

“FINALLY!” Cisco and Ralph yelled out. You laughed against his lips before he started pecking your lips several times in a row. His hands snaked around your waist instead and deepened the kiss. “Okay you two, we get it, you’re in love, now get a room!” Cisco yelled out again. 

“Shut up Cisco!” You yelled out in unison again.

Tag list:

@hiddenwritingsintheworld, @brianllamawrites

[sarawritestories]

Fatherly Instincts

Harry Wells X Curvy Fem Reader

Requested by: @twilightlover2007

Masterlist

Summary: Y/N finds herself having full custody over her best friends infant after a tragic accident. She is adjusting to life with a new baby, and though the baby is not fussy, there are few days in a row where sleep is scarce, and the stress is beginning to impact her. Team Flash has been great, but it's help from her favorite scientist from Earth-2 that she realizes how much he cares for her.

Content Warnings: Lost, death of friends, insecurities regarding weight gain/ negative self-image and fluff

Tag list: @eonash @yetanotherwells @twilightlover2007 @achromaticerebus

Y/N was on the brink of tears as the cries of baby girl next to her in the cortex. Sleep deprived and drowning in the responsibilities of raising a child that fell in her lap only a few months prior. Her beloved friends were in a tragic car accident and dealing with their loss, in which she has shoved it into the back of her mind. They named her the sole guardian of their sweet baby girl. Taking her was no issue, but the new duo has been staying in S.T.A.R Labs as her lease was up, and she was trying to find a place that can accommodate a baby. Fortunately, everyone in the lab had been open to helping with baby as she was looking at places.

Normally, Baby Girl sleeps through the night, but this night, the baby has been restless and simply won’t go to sleep. Y/N was rocking the child tears silently sliding down her face, feeling extremely overwhelmed. “Hey, Princess,” she closed her eyes as Harry’s voice rang the cortex.

She sniffled and whispered a hello that was drowned out by another scream from the baby, eliciting a defeated sob from Y/N. A hand touched her elbow, and her eyes met the baby blue’s of the Earth-2 scientist. “May I?” He held his arms open to hold the child. With a slight nod, she slid the baby into his arms, and she saw his features morph into a softer expression, and his face lit up. He bounced the bundle in his arms, and the crying began to subdue.

Wrapping her arms around herself, cringing as she felt her stomach protruding, she had gained some curves since being Baby Girl’s arrival and being near Harry has her feeling insecure about it. She looked at Harry as he was whispering to her. She smiled she liked seeing this warmer side of Harry as she rarely ever saw it. “I forget you are a dad sometimes.” He looked at her, his warm smile waning as he saw her tear stained cheeks and her covering her stomach. “You’re really good at it. She hasn’t settled for me in the last few days. In just a few minutes she’s asleep.” Fresh tears sprung in her eyes.

He looked at the sleeping child then back up at the young woman in front of him. He spoke softly, “Princess, I was not prize-winning father. I did my best, especially after my wife died. But there were a lot of tough nights.”

Y/N lightly scoffed, “I highly doubt that,” she ran her fingers through her hair and shook her head, “Harry, I’m so out of my depth here. I haven’t even-“ She couldn’t finish her sentence as she walked to her chair and buried her face in her hands.

Placing Baby Girl in her bassinette with care and making sure she wasn’t going to stir, Harry moved over and crouched in front of Y/N and placed his hands gently on her wrist and lightly pulled, “Y/N, look at me.” She let him pull her hands from her face, “What haven’t you done?”

Her lip quivered, “I haven’t even gotten a chance to grieve my friends.” She stifled her sob to prevent the baby from waking up, “What kind of friend am I, that I haven’t had time to even miss them. Not to mention, how am I supposed to raise their child that would make them proud. I’ve never been a mom before. I couldn’t even get her to calm down and fall asleep. What if I make a wrong choice that they wouldn’t have agreed with. What if I won’t be able to keep their memory alive through her.” Harry pressed his lips into a thin line, listening intently and gently rubbing his thumbs in comforting circles. The dam erupted and she proceeded to express her concerns, “Then what good am I to the team if I can’t give my all because I’m looking for a new place to live, or what if she get’s sick one day and there is a meta attack and I have to choose between helping the team or getting her safety because she will always bee the first choice. Oh god, what if a meta attacks her school one day, and I can’t save her.

Harry cups her face, “Princess, stop,” He wipes the stray tears with the pads of his thumbs, “One thing at time.”

Y/N reached her hands up and placed them on top of his, “The worst part is, I have been so stressed and exhausted and operating on fear and adrenaline I have gained some weight and I feel ugly and unwanted, which is so dumb because I have this beautiful baby girl and these wonderful friends, but I don’t want Baby Girl to grow up without a father figure. I just feel so undesirab-“ She was silenced with her lips being pressed to his. For the first time in weeks, her brain came to a screeching halt, focusing on the fact Harry was kissing her.

He pulled away and stood up and lifted her up on her feet. Swiping the baby monitor, he walked her over to the med bay where there was a tv that was streaming a camera feed. The two are in frame, and he places Y/N in front of himself, “Y/N, you are beautiful inside and out. Your gaining weight was never going to change that beauty.” He wraps an arm around her waist and whispers into her ear, “Only enhances it in my personal opinion.” This caused Y/N to smile and laugh as she laced her fingers with his, “Now, I know for a fact that if anything meta related happened to that sweet baby girl, no one in this building would hesitate to drop everything to make sure she was safe. That little girl has so many people who love her so much that you have a whole army behind you to take care of her.”

Taking their entwined hands, he spins her around, placing his free hand around her waist. Their eyes were meeting, “Now this I want you to really pay attention to. You are going to raise that little girl right, your dear friends would not have entrusted this responsibility to you if they didn’t thing you were going to raise her in the way that would make them proud.” Tears filled the brim of her eyes again, “As for grieving them,” he tucked her hair behind her ear and sighed, “There is no easy way to do that simultaneously, with raising a child. I will tell you that you are not alone, and if it's too much or needs to let it out we’ll be here for you. Princess, I’ll be here for you.”

Y/N buried her head in his chest and sobbed and let out all the emotions that she had buried deep within her for the last few months. Harry swayed them back and forth, running his fingers and ran through her hair. After a few moments, she pulled away, “There is one more thing I want to address.” Harry whispered as she wiped her eyes, “Just because you gained weight doesn’t diminish the bright and intelligent woman you are. It sure as hell doesn’t make you undesirable. Not to me.”

She looked at him and smiled, gripping the back of his neck and rising to her tippy toes to kiss him once again. Finding comfort with his warmth, she pulled away and pressed her forehead against his, “Would you be willing to slip into that parenting role again?”

Harry smiled, “For you, Princess, I would do anything.” He kissed her nose as the baby monitor erupted with the sounds of crying. Y/N pulled away and was about ready to head back into the cortex before Harry grabbed her wrist. Y/N furrowed her brows, “You need sleep. Go I’ll take care of her.” He pulled her in for one more brief kiss before sending her to go get rest as he went to soothe the little one.

~An hour later~

Harry was down in the dorms sitting in a rocking chair. Baby girl in his hands, “My little Princess,” he whispered, “You are so lucky to have a mother like her.” He looked over to the slumbering Y/N sleeping peacefully. Looking back at the little bundle in his arms, he proceeded to whisper, “Can you keep a secret?” He paused for a brief moment and smiled, “I’m going to ask her to marry me.”

The child giggled with excitement that caused Harry’s eyes to brighten with joy. He never thought he would do this again, but this time, he wouldn’t have to do it alone.

[unreliablesnake]

Somebody like you (Harry Wells x reader)

Summary: You had a crush on Earth-1’s Dr. Wells, while Harry was hopelessly in love with your Earth-2 counterpart. These feelings bring you a lot closer after an inevitable conversation.

Note: part 2

“You’re alive,” the sentence left Harry’s mouth before he could stop himself.

This was a different Earth, he knew there was a chance you were alive here, but he wasn’t expecting you to show up in S.T.A.R. Labs as a member of this world’s Flash’s team. He watched as a confused look emerged on your face, filled with a hint of terror he attributed to your past experience with his evil doppelgänger.

He cleared his throat, trying to shake off the overwhelming feeling that had taken control of him, then raised his hands as he watched you. “Don’t worry, I’m a different Harrison Wells, not the one you knew,” he informed you, and he was sure his voice was way softer than it was when he talked to the others.

“Can someone explain to me what is going on here?” you asked the team, completely ignoring him.

It hurt him, yes, but he kept reminding himself that you weren’t her. You were a completely different version of your Earth-2 counterpart, just like he was a different version of the Harrison Wells of this world. Still, it was hard to accept this. It was hard not to think of his version of you.

Harry listened to Barry as he told you everything you missed while you had been away, his eyes fixed on you the whole time, analyzing every little movement of yours. Your body language was different, it simply missed that vibrant energy your Earth-2 version used to have even in the most stressful situations. He couldn’t help but wonder what else was different about you.

And sure he thought about your relationship with this Wells. Had he been your mentor too? Or was there something more intimate between you? He needed answers, he simply had to know what to expect. His betrayal hurt you as well, it was clear from the moment your eyes landed on him, but he didn’t know just how bad things were.

Once Barry finished the explanation, Harry drew in a deep breath and took a hesitant step closer to you. “I just want to stop Zoom with Barry’s help and save my daughter. That’s all,” he assured you.

You continued to ignore him completely which felt like a stab in the heart. Instead of talking to him, you turned to Caitlin and Cisco for help. They assured you that he was telling the truth, that he could be trusted, and only then did you truly look at him. You were still uncertain and he couldn’t blame you for it.

Before he could try to break the ice again, you finally spoke up, this time talking directly to him. “You’d better not betray us too,” you warned him.

“I would never betray you,” he noted quietly, keeping his voice so low everyone had trouble hearing him. “No need to worry about that,” he said with a forced smile, this time talking louder.

Days passed with you avoiding being alone with him. Every time you were left alone in a room with him, you immediately fled, leaving him behind without a second thought. He wanted to talk to you, he wanted to get to know you, hell, he wanted to be around you even if that time passed in complete silence.

It took him two weeks to finally get you to talk to him. You were ready to leave the lab he usually worked in once Cisco left, but he was quick to grab your wrist and pull you back. You yanked your hand away, looking slightly offended that he tried to stop you this way. Harry raised his hands and backed away to let you breathe.

“Let’s talk,” he suggested hesitantly, watching you carefully to see if you were willing to stay. When you took a deep breath and nodded, he let out a long sigh of relief. “Why are you avoiding me? What did I do to you? Or was it my doppelgänger that hurt you?”

You remained silent. It was killing him, the only noise that filled the room coming from the fan of the laptop he was working on, but despite this he didn’t feel like rushing you. After long seconds you finally gulped and folded your hands behind your back.

“You did nothing wrong,” you assured him with a small smile that he almost missed. “Dr. Wells… He betrayed us as you know. It just hit me harder than the others, I guess.”

“Why’s that?”

“I liked him. And when I say I liked him,” you began, falling silent in the end.

But even if you didn’t finish the sentence, Harry understood what you wanted to say, so he only nodded in response. He waited to see if there was anything else you wanted to add, but you were just staring at your shoes as if you were feeling guilty all of a sudden.

Something told him it was up to him to take the lead, to keep the conversation going, so he decided to dig deeper, hoping he could get some extra information out of you. “Did the others know?” he asked you.

You put a hand on the back of your neck and let out a nervous laugh. “That I had a stupid crush on our mentor? No.”

“Did Wells know?”

“I have no idea.”

“So let me guess,” he began slowly, carefully weighing every word as he tried to get some answers out of you. “You’re avoiding me because I remind you of him.”

Without much hesitation, you simply nodded. Harry wanted to tell you he wasn’t that man, he wasn’t about to betray you too, but his instincts told him this was the perfect time to practice staying silent. He wondered how long it would take you to accept him as part of this team. Catching Zoom wasn’t the problem of the next few days sadly, so he was surely here to stay for a while.

He couldn’t help but stare at you while he waited to say what was on your mind. Because he could see you were thinking about something, hesitating whether or not to say it. At one point he flashed a supportive smile at you to make you speak up, hoping you would finally trust him enough to say whatever you wanted in his presence.

And then it happened. “Can I ask you something too?” you asked quietly.

“Go ahead.”

“I’ve noticed that you’re hitting a much kinder tone every time you talk to me. Why?”

So you noticed. With a sigh, Harry folded his arm over his chest and considered how much to tell you. After you told him about your crush on your Wells, it would be only fair if he was honest as well. But how could he talk about that? How could he talk about her death without feeling like breaking down again?

“I knew your Earth-2 counterpart,” he began eventually, already bracing himself for the worst part. “She was working for me, with me, and we were trying to handle the metahuman crisis together after the explosion. Zoom wanted to hurt me so he killed her right in front of my eyes. It was my fault and I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to forgive myself for letting that happen.”

You nodded, though you didn’t seem convinced. “Is that all?”

“You’re smart,” Harry noted with a forced smile. “I asked her out but she rejected me. I kept telling myself that it was okay, that dating an employee would have only complicated things, but I was already too lost in my feelings for her. Losing her was… I don’t even know how I could describe how I felt.”

“I’m sorry for your loss,” you said softly as you walked over to him and pulled him into a hug.

Feeling you be this close to him rang the alarm in his brain, he didn’t even know what to do at first. Your Earth-2 version had hugged him a few times when he was upset, causing him to fall deeper in love with her, but you’ve been avoiding him all along, it was too big a change all of a sudden.

You probably noticed he was getting uncomfortable because you suddenly gulped and let go of him. “I’m sorry, I just… I don’t even know what I was thinking.”

“No, it’s okay. No need to apologize,” he assured you.

It was hard. Harry had assumed things would get a lot easier once he told you the truth, once the two of you sorted things out, but he was wrong. If anything, things only got more confusing. Did this mean you would loosen up around him? Did it mean he could finally talk to you the way he wanted without you running away?

You excused yourself suddenly and left the lab before he even registered what was happening. He felt like an idiot. Shaking his head, he rushed after you and was quick to turn you around and kiss you. You didn’t resist at all, and soon he felt you wrap your arms around his neck and press your body closer to his.

Maybe it was only the element of surprise that made you give in, maybe you were thinking about this Earth’s evil Wells when he kissed you, but he couldn’t care less about the reason. He had been thinking about kissing you or your other version on his Earth for so long that now he was on cloud nine and he didn’t want to come off this high.

[mcbenson25]

More Than He Bargained For Part 8

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Final Part

A/N: I know I said I would post more often but I decided it was becoming a lot if I kept posting in little sections so I decided to make them a loooot longer just to move things along.

Warnings: Violence, blood mentions, injury, mild language

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Eobard took a swig of water, trying to quell the anger, annoyance, and exhaustion that threatened to overwhelm him. The Earth-X situation was proving to be more of a headache than he had anticipated. The lack of patience and impulsiveness from his team was becoming a hindrance, but they were his only shot at a happy ending.

A happy ending where Barry was dead, and Eobard had you by his side. The thought brought a twisted smile to his lips, but it was short-lived as a loud beeping interrupted his thoughts.

"He's gone," the Dark Arrow announced, and Eobard tensed.

"Who? Merlyn?" he asked, unable to hide the contempt in his voice.

"The biosensor in his suit indicates his heart stopped," the Dark Arrow replied evenly, and Eobard felt a sense of resignation wash over him.

Merlyn was never strong enough to handle anything, so his demise was no surprise.

Get over it.

"He always seemed too soft to me," Eobard remarked, hoping to move past the topic and focus on the task at hand.

The room fell silent, and for a moment, Eobard thought they had moved on, but of course it was too much to hope for as the Dark Arrow spoke again.

"He died for you," he said to Overgirl with a solemn tone.

Here we go with this.

Eobard felt a wave of disgust wash over him. Merlyn's death meant nothing to him, and he couldn't understand why it would matter to anyone else.

"We will make his death worthwhile," the Dark Arrow stated with a sense of determination.

How stupid.

"That doesn't change the fact that now we're down a man," he repeated, trying to refocus the conversation on the task at hand.

Dark Arrow gave him a withering glare, clearly annoyed at the lack of respect coming from Eobard. "Keep your focus where it belongs and GET to work on locating that prism!" he growled through gritted teeth.

Oh have I hit a soft spot?

Eobard couldn't help but smile at the opportunity for confrontation. He relished the thought of punching Dark Arrow's ridiculous face. "Watch your tone," he warned, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. "Or I'll watch it for you."

Dark Arrow's anger boiled over, and he stepped forward, shoving Eobard roughly against a pillar. Eobard couldn't help but grin in satisfaction, knowing that he had hit a nerve.

This was going to be good.

"Oliver!" Overgirl called out trying to diffuse the situation, but he ignored her, focused solely on Eobard. "Did you just tell me to watch my tone?" he snarled, his eyes flashing with rage.

Eobard met his gaze without fear, his wicked smile never leaving his face. "You're angry," he said in a low voice, goading him. "And I like it."

Dark Arrow pushed him further into the pillar, his fury barely contained. "Don't you mock me!" he spat.

Eobard merely chuckled. "Then do not threaten me," he taunted. "Or have you forgotten?" He vibrated his hand menacingly. "I can end your life before you even birth your next thought."

Both men stared angrily at each other waiting for the other to move when Overgirl showed up next to them.

"Try it once," "Kara" threatened, "and I break every bone in your body."

Eobard felt his hand get crushed by Overgirl and "Oliver's" arrow was uncomfortably close to his neck.

Okay maybe not the best idea.

He rolled his eyes, "Ok, we're all a little emotional. Here what I suggest," as said feeling the arrow coming closer to his throat, "I will stop vibrating my hand," he looked at "Kara", "You will stop breaking my wrist, and you," he said exasperatedly to "Oliver", "will be 10% less brooding."

"Oliver" backed away and let his arrow fall on the floor with a clang and only then did "Kara" let go of his hand.

"We accomplish nothing by arguing," Kara stated.

Eobard was annoyed again. "It's the accomplishing nothing that has me concerned." He paused taking an annoyed breath, raising his voice, "We came here to conquer this Earth, or have you forgotten?"

"Oliver" stepped in. "Locate the prism," he paused as he saw Eobard's murderous look, "please."

That's what I thought.

"Once we have identified the location of the target I will devise a plan of attack.”

Eobard was finally in agreement as he walked out.

Time to get the party started.

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Harry sighed, his mind heavy with thoughts of the recent encounter with you. The memory of catching you flustered replayed in his mind, intensifying the beat of his heart. Seeking a distraction, he had joined Caitlin and Jax in their work lab, hoping to shift his focus to tracking down the Nazis.

Pushing up his glasses, Harry's attention was brought back to the tool he was tinkering with as Jax shared some information. "Felicity's got her friend working on Palmer Technology's spectrometry satellites," Jax said, breaking the silence.

Why don't we just use-

Caitlin finished Harry's thought. "Okay, but what about the Waverider? I mean, a time-traveling ship must have some sort of tracking technology we can use," she suggested, her voice tinged with a hint of hope.

Harry nodded in agreement. "It would help us locate these bastards a lot faster," he remarked, his determination evident in his voice.

Jax interjected, his expression perplexed. "Well, not exactly. It's in the, uh, Stone Age," he explained, scrunching up his face.

The confusion was mirrored on both Caitlin and Harry's faces. "It's literally in the Stone Age." Jax clarified, prompting Harry to let out a frustrated sigh.

Caitlin's disappointment was visible as she spoke, "Okay, well, parallel Earth jumping is kind of Cisco's specialty," her voice trailed off.

"Unfortunately, he's too busy being unconscious right now," Harry replied gruffly, his frustration seeping into his words. "I guess we're on our own.”

Just then, Professor Stein entered the lab, and Jax's face lit up. "Oh, perfect timing, man. We're trying to find the guys from Earth-X, but we're coming up with nothing," Jax shared, hoping for a breakthrough.

However, Professor Stein's expression revealed a hint of sadness as he glanced at Caitlin and Harry. "I'm sorry, could you excuse us a moment?" he requested, his tone conveying a need for privacy.

Caught in the intrigue of the unfolding situation, Harry exchanged a curious glance with Jax before focusing his attention on the professor. Something was about to transpire, and Harry couldn't help but smile curiously.

Carelessly tossing his tool aside, he remarked, "Happily. We don't want to interrupt whatever... awkward, awkward thing-," he said with an amused expression.

Caitlin, rolling her eyes in annoyance, her voice laced with exasperation. "Come on, Harry, it's not about you," she scolded, as she dragged him away from the unfolding conversation.

Yet, Harry's curiosity lingered. "-that is," he continued, his voice trailing off as Caitlin pulled him away.

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One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

Sitting in the cortex with Iris, you spun in the chair as Felicity frantically tried to uncover the Nazis' hiding place. Frustrated, Iris blew out a breath and questioned, "How long until you brainiacs find these Nazis?"

Felicity, visibly exasperated and annoyed, let out a sigh. "My answer hasn't changed in the two minutes since you last asked me."

You and Iris exchanged a concerned glance, sensing something was bothering Felicity. Iris quickly apologized, sitting up straighter in her chair.

Noticing the impact of her own tone, Felicity sighed and admitted, "I'm sorry. I'm dealing with some Oliver stuff," she paused, "not 'Nazis ruined the happiest day of our life' stuff, but... stuff."

You approached Felicity, sensing her distress. Memories of your earlier conversation this morning flooded back.

"Stuff. Like you're unsure about marrying him?" you asked gently, drawing closer to Felicity.

"I thought you guys said you were good?" Iris chimed in, scooting her chair closer to Felicity.

Felicity glanced at you, her eyes reflecting the vulnerability within.

"What if I lose him? I couldn't bear it. I love him too much."

You remembered your heart-to-heart talk earlier, and instinctively spoke up for her, saying, "You don't want to jeopardize the happiness you've fought so hard to build."

Felicity nodded, tears welling up. "We're just as good as we were the last time we got engaged and I got shot. That was the beginning of the end for us."

Iris let out a sigh, struggling to fully comprehend Felicity's situation, because her own relationship with Barry seemed so perfect and secure. You, on the other hand, painfully understood the complexity of Felicity's emotions, as you longed for the same sense of security with Eobard, free from worries about him or the constraints of time that seemingly never escaped you.

"I don't want to tempt fate again," Felicity's voice cracked, "you know?"

Both you and Iris enveloped Felicity in a comforting hug. In that moment, a beeping sound emerged from the computer, drawing your attention. Huddling around the screen, you asked, puzzled, "A break-in at Dayton Optical Systems?"

Iris, seemingly weary, suggested, "I know this may sound terrible, but maybe we should let the police handle it. We need our team focused on the Nazis."

Casting her a sideways glance, you couldn't help but disagree. At this point, anything could be connected to the unwelcome visitors from Earth-X

Felicity pulled up security footage and looked up, her gaze intense. "This is the Nazis."

Sighing, you swiftly began pressing buttons on the computer. "We need to inform the others. Now."

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Eobard observed with amusement as Barry walked toward Dayton Optical Systems, reveling in the sight of his confusion and apparent stupidity in trying to piece together the puzzle.

What a moron.

"Why are the Earth-Xers targeting this place?" Barry asked Arrow and Supergirl, unaware of Eobard, Dark Arrow, and Overgirl emerging from the shadows. They stood in front of them, nodding evilly.

"Because," came Dark Arrow's distorted voice, "they had something we need."

Eobard smirked as he carried the box and stood across from the Flash, slowly setting it down. Despite being mere feet away, Barry still couldn't figure out his true identity. How stupid was he? Even with his phasing abilities, was Flash really that pathetic in not being able to recognize him?

"Whatever you stole," Arrow started menacingly.

"We're gonna need it back," Barry finished, determination in his voice.

We're gonna need it back. Eobard snorted at the Flash and his pathetic group of do-gooders.

"Your confidence is predictable," Dark Arrow said, clearly amused.

I'll say.

"You've faced some of the greatest evils known to man," Dark Arrow continued, "and you've defeated them. But if you think so highly of yourselves, that you can defeat any threat that comes your way..."

There was a delicious pause as they removed their intricate gas masks, revealing themselves to Flash, Arrow, and Supergirl.

"How do you feel about us?" Dark Arrow said to his doppelgänger, wearing an evil smirk.

To say they were shocked was an understatement. Eobard relished in the stupid look of confusion on Flash's face as he glanced uncertainly at his partners.

Arrow spoke first, his disgust evident. "This is sick."

"Do you mean looking at your reflection and seeing only weakness? I agree," Dark Arrow responded.

"Thawne?" Flash said, attempting to sound unfazed, but Eobard knew the anger boiled inside him.

"Direct from Earth-1," Eobard answered with glee. "Do you like my face?" He gestured, "I was told this was much handsomer than that stupid face of Harrison Wells."

"You're demented," Flash seethed. "I watched you die."

Eobard shook his head and laughed. "Or did you? It's time travel, Barry. So very confusing. I always seem to be saying that to you, don't I?"

It was a hypocritical statement, really. Time travel was the very thing that had brought him to you, that had saved you. Why couldn't you understand that? Everything he did was for you. But he always seemed to mess it up, unable to be careful. You made him forget everything else. But that would change. He just needed to settle things with Flash first.

"Last chance," Green Arrow growled, bringing him back to the present. "Go. Home."

"And stay there," Kara said, her tone cold and resolute.

"All of you," Barry added, his expression hardened as he stared at Eobard.

Eobard smirked at him before putting his cowl back on, fully focused on going after Barry.

Oh no, Barry. Not this time.

Unfortunately, his moment of enjoyment was cut short when Overgirl was struck by a kryptonite arrow. Dark Arrow rushed to her side and yelled at Eobard, "Get the prism out of here now!"

He paused, throwing them a look. He knew the stupid man's love would get in the way. And for a brief moment, he saw you in his arms instead of Overgirl, causing him to freeze before shaking his head to clear the distraction.

He couldn't lose his focus. Not now.

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"No! Eddie! Oh my..." You heard Iris wail, her voice filled with anguish and despair, as she ran out of the cortex. Without a second thought, you chased after her, your heart pounding in your chest. What had just happened? The world around you felt hazy and disorienting as you reached Iris, who was cradling Eddie's lifeless body, tears streaming down her face. Joe, visibly shaken, repeated in disbelief, "Eddie, what did you do? What did you do?"

A heavy silence hung in the air as you locked eyes with the Reverse Flash, Eobard, the love of your life. Anger surged through your veins, a tempest of emotions ready to be unleashed. You wanted to scream at him, to slap him, to blame him for all of this.

Barry stood nearby, a mix of confusion and shock etched on his face. His voice trembled as he asked, barely able to catch his breath, "What's happening?"

"Cisco, help me," came Eobard's distorted voice, a sickening feeling spreading within you. Deep down, you already knew the truth, the devastating reality that was unfolding before your eyes.

Cisco's voice broke through the tension, his words heavy with realization. "Eddie is his ancestor. If Eddie dies, he'll never be born, and..." His voice trailed off as the weight of the situation settled in.

"He's being erased from the timeline," you whispered, tears welling up in your eyes. The man who professed his love to you was being wiped from existence. You looked at Eobard, a mixture of sadness and disbelief in your gaze.

Why?

Why wasn't I enough?

Eobard locked eyes with you, tears glistening in your eyes as they spilled down your cheeks. The depth of his remorse was evident in his face. He desperately tried to reach out to you, but he was met your tear-filled eyes.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice filled with regret and sorrow. The transformation on his face from Wells' features to the one you had fallen in love with only intensified your pain. "I'm so sorry."

Your legs gave way beneath you, and you collapsed to your knees, the sound of Iris screaming Eddie's name echoing in your ears.

Eddie was gone.

Eobard watched your trembling form, consumed by sobs, unable to face him, and something within him shattered. He had never wanted to inflict such heartache upon you. He realized he was the cause of your pain, your suffering. It was a burden he could never forgive himself for carrying.

Turning his gaze toward Barry, who was still in a state of shock, Eobard's eyes filled with a burning intensity. Barry would pay for this. He would pay for this irreparable pain that he had caused. Eobard vowed to find a way back, a path to end Barry's life and find a way back to you.

But for now, he would leave haunting parting words. "I've controlled your life for so long, Barry. How will you get along without me?"

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Your head throbbed with a pulsating ache, each beat echoing the chaos that had consumed your life. Nazis, doppelgängers, the unsettling sight of Kara and Oliver united in marriage on Earth-X, kryptonite arrows, the looming threat of neutron bombs... It was an overwhelming torrent of events that battered your senses relentlessly.

Make it stop.

Please, make it all stop.

Amidst the chaos, Harry attempted to explain the mind-boggling vastness of the multiverse to Alex. His voice carried a weight of solemnity as he delved into the intricate web of parallel worlds and the existence of countless doppelgängers.

"There are 53 Karas out there, just as there are 53 Kryptons and 53 Earths," Harry explained, his words hanging in the air like an enigmatic puzzle waiting to be solved.

Weary and drained, you glanced up at Harry, and in that moment, your eyes met his. His comforting smile offered a flicker of comfort. He could see the fatigue etched on your face, the weariness that clung to you.

"The Thawne from our Earth is working with them," Barry said, frustrated.

Time froze, and your gaze locked onto Harry hoping that it was all a terrible misunderstanding.

No. He wouldn't... would he?

But deep down, a gnawing sense of dread whispered the truth to your heart.

You turned towards Harry, your eyes filled with a mix of desperation and disbelief. The weight of the revelation threatened to suffocate you as you heard Harry's voice. "Well, he's an idiot."

It was too much to bear, the betrayal cutting deep into your soul. Excusing yourself from the conversation, you rose from your seat. Harry instinctively moved to follow, concern etched on his face, but you shook your head, silently telling him you needed time alone.

You walked up the stairs, your footsteps heavy with the weight of confusion and frustration, until you reached the rooftop of Star Labs. The sprawling city lay below, its lights flickering like distant stars in the night sky.

Why did this have to be so complicated?

It felt like every twist and turn led to an even more twisted mess. And of all the things that could have happened, Eobard had gone and joined the freaking Nazis. Just when you thought Eobard wouldn't dare, he proved you wrong.

Leaning against the ledge, you let out a weary sigh, the sound mingling with the city's distant hum. The cool breeze caressed your face, offering a brief respite from the chaos that had consumed your thoughts. You knew that there was only one way to get answers.

And you hoped it would work.

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"Will it work?"

Eobard sighed, feeling a mix of annoyance and superiority. It was a familiar sensation, as if he were constantly surrounded by people who underestimated his intellect.

"It will, with a few adjustments and a significant power source," he replied, his tone laced with a touch of arrogance.

Overgirl stood beside him, radiating confidence and pride as she said, "My husband's on his way to handle that as we speak."

Eobard paused his tinkering with the prism, casting a quick glance at Overgirl. "Your husband has a choice to make," he warned, irritation creeping into his voice.

Overgirl let out an exasperated sigh, knowing exactly where this conversation was heading. "Me or the Reich?" she responded, her confidence unshaken.

"That's right," Eobard retorted, a hint of annoyance evident in his tone. He pointed a finger towards her, his frustration mounting. "Because we have two goals, and my worry is if we can't accomplish both, he's going to choose you," he emphasized, "over a second Earth flying under our banner."

Overgirl shook her head defiantly, her confidence unwavering. "Oliver will not abandon our mission," she declared firmly.

Oh please.

Eobard rolled his eyes, his irritation growing. "I've seen this before. In 1945, Hitler and his men were equally short-sighted," he retorted, his voice laced with annoyance.

"Hitler was driven by passion and childish need. Oliver," Overgirl's voice dripped with disgust, "is twice the man Hitler ever was."

I could just strangle her.

The sheer absurdity of the comparison made Eobard want to scoff. "Not when he's blinded by his love for you," he shot back, slamming his fist on the table in frustration.

A heavy silence filled the room as Overgirl finally realized the truth in Eobard's words. The weight of the situation settled upon her.

"If it comes to Oliver choosing between me and the Reich," she said, her voice determined and resolute, "I'll make sure he chooses the Fatherland."

Eobard couldn't help but roll his eyes again, finding her declaration somewhat delusional. "How?" he challenged, his tone skeptical.

"If it comes to it," Overgirl replied defiantly, her resolve unwavering, "by taking the choice out of his hands."

Eobard watched her as she left the room, grateful for the silence accompanied by her departure. However, the silence was short-lived, as his watch suddenly beeped frantically. With a frown etched on his face, he glanced down at it and he could have sworn his heart stopped as he harshly threw the prism onto the table and swiftly made his way out of the room, running towards Star Labs.

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^^^Flashback^^^

Oh my head...

Intense pain throbbed through your head, causing you to instinctively clutch your temples. The searing agony made it difficult to focus, but a chilling voice cut through the haze, jolting you awake from your disoriented state. The realization hit you like a bolt of lightning—you were bound to a chair, trapped.

"Where am I?" you mustered the courage to ask, futilely struggling against your restraints.

The voice, dripping with malevolence, responded with a sinister laugh. "Don't concern yourself with your location, my dear. You're the bait in my grand scheme."

"Release me!" you screamed, desperation and fear coursing through your veins.

Before you could comprehend what was happening, a forceful blow struck your face, silencing your pleas. The taste of blood tainted your mouth, leaving you dizzy and disoriented. Glimpsing a shadowy figure ready to strike again, you braced yourself for the impending pain. However, in an instant, a rush of wind and a streak of lightning disrupted the scene, heralding the arrival of an unexpected savior.

"You've made a profoundly foolish choice," reverberated the distorted voice of the Reverse Flash, his presence commanding.

"Who... who are you?" your captor stuttered, consumed by fear.

"Death," the Reverse Flash declared with a chilling finality, before the dark room flashed with another streak of lightning. The room fell silent, and he approached you, delicately touching your injured face, causing you to wince in pain. As he surveyed your injured state, his gaze flickered with a mix of frustration and concern. Every line etched on his face betrayed the worry he felt within, the furrowed brows and clenched jaw giving away how he felt. Intense fury and worry coursed through Eobard's veins, the sight of you, bound and defenseless, ignited a burning anger within him.

"Did you... kill him?" you whispered, your voice laced with a mix of apprehension and relief.

Eobard scoffed in response, his annoyance palpable. "You could have lost your life, and you're concerned about his well-being?"

A defiant glare met his exasperated expression, silently demanding an answer.

With a resigned sigh, Eobard admitted, "No."

As you stood beside the motionless body of your captor, you realized something. No one had known where you were.

You turned to him, a mixture of curiosity and disbelief on your face. "How did you know I was here?"

Eobard's gaze drifted to the chain that held your ring, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and affection. "How else could I know that you were safe?"

A mixture of incredulity and amusement washed over you. "Seriously? That's how you track me?"

He sighed, a tinge of annoyance still lingering. "Thank you, Eobard, for saving my life," he said, imitating you. "Oh, you're welcome, darling," he replied, feigning annoyance.

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "Thank you, Eobard, for rescuing me. I love you, you dork."

His lips curled into a genuine smile, his eyes reflecting the depth of his emotions. "I love you too."

^^^^

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It's interesting how slow time seems to move...

Especially when you falling.

Falling off a very very tall building to be precise.

The rush of wind whipped against your face, mingling with the bitter taste of regret that clung to your tongue. Panic tightened its grip around your heart as you peered downward, witnessing the ground drawing nearer with a terrifying certainty.

Dread swelled within you.

Maybe this wasn't the best idea...

As the ground loomed closer, your fear erupted into a frenzied scream, a desperate plea for salvation. And then, in a bewildering instant, you felt a sudden jolt, a force wrapping around you, pulling you back the threat of the hard cement floor. The world snapped back into focus as you found yourself once again on the safety of the balcony, gasping for breath, your heart pounding in your chest.

Eobard, stood before you, his cowl removed, a mixture of concern and confusion etched upon his face. A tremor of vulnerability ran through his touch as his finger grazed your cheek, his worry visible. But the proximity between you felt suffocating, and you pushed him away angrily.

"You're working with the freaking Nazis?" The words exploded from your lips, fueled by a righteous anger that surged within you. The accusation flew like venom, the incredulity in your voice reverberated through the air.

Eobard was left dumbfounded, struggling to comprehend the whirlwind of events that had just happened. "Did you really just throw yourself off the roof to ask me that?" he incredulously questioned, his disbelief barely concealed.

"You're unbelievable," you felt anger surging through your body, your voice crescendoing with every word, "Unbelievable!"

Eobard's composure shattered, his own emotions surging forth in a torrent of words. "I'm unbelievable? Really?" he shot back, his voice rising in intensity. "I have given up everything for you, for our happiness," he declared, his voice tinged with a mixture of defiance and hurt. "And you're unhappy?"

The dam of pent-up emotions burst forth as you both unleashed, the air crackling with the force of your heated exchange. "Bullshit, Eobard," you retorted, your voice trembling with a mix of anger and vulnerability. "Everything you have ever done is for yourself. That's all you do—think about yourself!"

"I'm never the priority. I'm never enough for you," you cried out, the words raw. "I'm sick of sacrificing my own happiness, constantly playing second fiddle to your inability to confront your past and be with me in the present. It's time for you to man up and let go of this foolish fixation on Barry and time!"

There was silence as you both looked at each other.

"I'm sor-" Eobard tried to reach for your hand but you pushed him away.

"Sorry?" you spat, your voice laced with frustration. "I'm sick of hearing that. Every. Single. Time. I'm done, Eobard."

Panic seized Eobard's gaze, his eyes widening with disbelief as the weight of your words settled upon him. "What?" he uttered softly, his voice tinged with a mix of desperation and disbelief.

"I'm done," you repeated, your voice breaking. With a swift motion, you tore the necklace from your neck, the ring glinting in the air before throwing it at him. "Get out."

His protests faltered as he met your gaze, your eyes brimming with a blend of sorrow, pain, and regret. In that moment, the reality of what he had caused sunk in, the shattered fragments of your heart that he had caused.

As tears cascaded down your cheeks, you quietly said again, “Get out,” but this time with a brokenness lacing your voice.

Eobard sighed, his resolve crumbling. He approached you one last time, pressing a bittersweet kiss upon your lips, a final farewell. There was a sudden noise coming from below. You recognized it as the emergency alarm. You glanced up at Eobard and saw that his eyes were filled with sadness.

"I have to go," he said softly, "Go hide. Stay safe."

And with a surge of speed, he vanished, leaving you behind, broken and alone. You wiped your tears away, knowing that you had bigger worries now.

As you came back down you saw men with masks and swastikas on their sleeves walking to the containment area of the lab. Further away you saw Iris and Felicity standing on the other side of the hall, worried. You looked back up, trying to contain the overwhelming emotions you were feeling, before making your way towards Iris and Felicity.

Something told you that things were about to get ugly.

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Hellooo beautiful people! I'm so sorry it took this long but I wrote a looooot more so hopefully it makes up for it??? Things are getting heated!!! Currently I do not have an ending set in stone so what do y'all think? Was it right on to throw Eobard this curveball? Should Harry make his move? I loveeee hearing feedback and I love all of you! Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!

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Meet The Wells - Harry Wells Fic

Tv Show: The Flash

Setting: Season 4

Pairing: Harrison ‘Harry’ Wells x Leanna ‘Lea’ O’Conner

Featuring: One of the best characters on the show, Cisco Ramon!

—-

The morning everything pretty well. Team Flash was doing their usual work at S.T.A.R LABS. Discussing lunch breaks, new metas they possibly discovered, new experiments to create and plans for the weekend. That was until Harry mentioned friends.

Cisco sat up, “No he’s delusional. That’s because the lack of sleep he’s has been having. Uh, Harry friends are in here!”

Caitlin looked at Barry, who stood there confused, guessing that he’s being sarcastic.

“I got friends other than you guys! You will meet them.” Harry respond, siping his morning coffee.

Cisco gave his second girl a look and asked, “Lea help.”

“I-i know nothing about this.” Lea admitted with her hands up in defense.

“Ramon, believes i don’t got any friends. When i clearly do.” Harry yelled and sighed, typing away on his keyboard, “You told me to go make some friends, right?”

Cisco yelled back, “Yeah but last time i checked, you don’t have any friends besides us!”

Leanna who was tinkering with her tools looked up and nodded, “Yup! I did tell you that. Actually I’m curious to meet your friends, but I gotta hand some paperwork over to Joe first.”

She stood up, giving her boyfriend of 3 years now, a quick kiss on the cheek, in which Harry wraps his hand around her waist pulling her in for one more starling kiss. Clearly he was excited for today.

——

Cisco and Harry were in the speed lab being introduced to their scientific ragtag team of friends. But it wasn’t what Cisco suspected Harry’s friends to be. One of them even practically threw Cisco Ramon out of the speed lab for being annoyed and offended. Lea walked in, confused onto why her best friend ran out of there but her confusion came to a pause after what she see saw.

There stood right in front of her brown eyes the doppelgängers of Harrison Wells. Not 1, not 2, but 3 Harrison Wells in the speed lab. And if add Harry, that makes 4! In total stood 4 very different variants of Harrison Wells, going from one with gray hair and a turtleneck to one with war general uniform like he just lost an eyeball for God’s sakes.

She didn’t know to laugh at how insane this is or internally whine about this little endeavor being oddly weird for her. But at the same time she was very much integrated into this new situation. She met versions of Wells beforehand but this was completely different. Before she can even say a word or pull together another set of thoughts, when a voice called out to her. More or less a catcall followed by a cheeky whistle.

“Who is this little beauty queen? She’s finer than a flower on a summer morning!” Yelled out a rusty almost burnt blonde Wells in a red rode and slippers.

Lea didn’t realize they were staring at her that moment, quickly fixing her dark gray shirt with tiny daisies scattered all over and dark jacket she borrowed from her friend, Caitlin Snow, earlier that week. She firstly mouth a small “What the fuck?” to Harry as he jogged over swiftly taking her hand with ease. The man was clearly excited about this.

“Honey, come meet my new friend!” He exclaimed holding a grin, returning back to earlier spot but this time with her next to him, “This is Harrison Wolfgang Wells, H. Lothario Wells and Wells 2.0. Men, this is Leanna O’Conner.”

All 3 of them smiled at the lady. Wolfgang Wells stayed wondering his eyes at the brunette, as if he trying to pin point something in particular.

Lea had to just smile politically for the 3 idiots to go sight seeing on her, if allowed. Without a second later the women dragging Harry out into the hallway for a quick chat.

“Harry, honey, what the hell?!” She whispered yelled.

“What the hell? What do you mean ‘what the hell?’?” He whispered yell back.

“Are you out of your mind? Have you officially lost your marbles?!”

“You asked me to make some friends and that’s exactly what I did!”

“When I told you to make friends, I didn’t mean with yourself!”

“They’re technically NOT me! They’re my double hitting doppelgängers from other earths and one of the biggest baddest brightest mind out there.”

“Again! There’s literally 3 of you in that room, all three of them ready to make goo goo eyes at me and oh yeah, one of you is enough but a friend group of Wells that’s just—”

“Sweetie I can handle this. There is nothing to worry about, they’re just charming and intelligent people with different kinds of backgrounds. It’s gonna go great. I promise.”

“You promise? Cause—”

“Lea it’s fine! I got this.”

————

Once the couple walked back in, Lea announced the plan with Harry, but the second they all heard her voice they looked at her like 3 somewhat trained dogs. Harry had to scuff down a laugh, snorting a smidge.

Sandy hair blonde Wells aka H. Lothario Wells, grinned at her. He found her pretty and said, “Say, gorgeous you got any sisters? Or are you free this Sunday night?”

She blushed chuckling as she shook her head ‘No’ as Harry face them with a glare saying that Lea was HIS girlfriend. So hands off fellas!

Wells 2.0 spoke up, “I had a Lana on my earth…”

“Really? How was I like?” Lea asked, her eyes perked up curious about the answer.

“I wouldn’t know, she died or was it that she left the country? Oh well, i don’t remember! Ladies on my earth aren’t as nice looking as you.”

——————

The four of them kept talking, mainly Harry and his doubles, Lea just stayed sitting back writing on her iPad a few notes on an old equipment and equations. She listened every once in a awhile to their conversation, walking in and out of the lab to other part of the building or heading down to Jitters for some java.

Blowing a kiss to all 3 copies of Wells as she left. All of them stayed with a loopy and cheeky smiles after that. Harry Wells was the lucky one, he actually got a kiss of the cheek.

Returning with a coffee for her boyfriend, after handing one to Caitlin and Cisco she heard it. “Annie..” said the voice. It belongs to Wolfgang Wells, who staying eyeing her for the moment due stepped into the room in the first place. She rarely heard that nickname tossed around but it been said plenty of times beforehand. Only Cisco or Barry will throw that nickname out.

“That’s Leanna, not Annie, can you believe this guy fellas?” Replied Sandy Wells with a chuckling, figuring his doppelgänger was nuts in the head or something.

“No, Annie O’Conner..” Wolfgang Wells said once again with curiosity and confidence in his tone.

“Yeah he’s right.” Lea confirmed his wording, “Did you know a version of me, on your Earth?”

“My wife.”

“We’re married?”

Harry’s eyes darted towards them, mumbling, “You married a verison of her? When?”

“Yeah but I left her. Too much of a handful.” Wolfgang said with a shrug.

Lea gasped, “HANDFUL? I will have you know that I’m not a handful, you guys are. No offense, Harry..”

Wolfgang snickered, “You sound like her too! I left her cause we fell out of love, she was too uptight and I was too busy to care.”

“OUCH!”

“But I think still love her very much. Still, love is love. I think we all got a verison of this lady on our earths, right?”

Sandy Wells chuckled, “Mhmmmm! I do. She’s my 2 A.M bootycall. Speaking of which…”

Just like that, blondie wells was gone saying he got business to take care of. Leanna jaw dropped, meanwhile Harry held back a little smile, grabbing everyone’s attention back to the matter at hand.

All 3 men went back to work. But the looks Wolfgang and 2.0 didn’t go unnoticed, glancing at the half Asian brunette every once in a while. Both men saw something in her, and they liked it. Harry had to snap their towards himself instead and looping a hand on his girlfriend’s waist to signify that once again she’s taken!

The men were talking over one another and bickering more often than not about the topic. Honestly it was kinda hilarious.

Cisco walked in soon enough with a smile, “Soo Council Of Wells, how are we doing? Any progress or we just chitchatting about who’s smarter?” 

Leanna chuckled at the last part, because half of it was true.

Harry on the other hand groaned in annoyance, “It’s not going anywhere! We can’t even agree on what method to use.”

“What? You had an entire day.”

“I know! I know!”

“Is it cause Lana is distracting them?”

This time Lea spoke up, “HEY! Right here you know?! First we’re complimenting me, then you’re treating me like a diamond in the rough and now you’re insulting me?! What is it? Leanna Day and I didn’t get the memo?!”

“Well welcome to my life, girlfriend! Theses guys love to do the same thing to me! Ain’t so easy, isn’t it?” Cisco repiled back, tossing her a glare.

“Ohhh, so this is the way your framing this, huh?”

“I guess so, Annie!”

“Cisco I swear—!”

“Wait?”

“What?” Harry asked.

“Isn’t there a 3rd one? Isn’t there 3 of—”

He pointed out there was only 2 Wells standing there, not the original 3 from the beginning of the day. Harry was about to say something about it but as if on cue, Sandy haired Wells reappeared with a cheeky grin blabbing on about something.

Sandy turned toward the trio with a smile, “Oh sorry! Had to take care of some off camera business—”

“OHH MY GOD!” Cisco shouted holding a hand, covering whatever it was he didn’t want to see.

This Wells had his pants down, showing everything his mother gave him. Harry tried to looked away, his face accidentally saw it. Leanna just blinked, gasping as she turned around burying his face in her boyfriend’s black shirt.

“What?” Asked Sandy Wells softly , confused.

“I can see your Frank and beans.” Said Wolfgang, looking rather uncomfortable.

“Come on, now. Do my best thinkin' commando,” Sandy defends himself with a shrug, “Plus, it ain't like we all haven't seen it before. Especially, you little missy.”

“I haven’t seen it!” Cisco yelled, sounding funny and offended by the fact.

He shoots a wink Leanna’s way and she feel like she can’t help but peek her face towards all the men in the room. She saw so much more than clearly expected today! Like Jesus Christ! She rested her head, still sorta hiding her face in her boyfriends shirt.

She didn’t look confident or heroic in that moment.

Harry placed a comforting hand on her head, holding his lady while smiling at her embraced blushing and embarrassment.

Cisco held back a couple of laughs, “Aww! You’re traumatizing the poor girl! But seriously, dude put that away..please.”

Wolfgang agreed with Cisco for once.

“Ah, you Earth Folks. You are so uptight.” Sandy replied pulling up his pants.

“Ah, alright! Can we get back to the take at hand? We need answers.”

Suddenly all men started throwing out suggestions left and right, speaking over one another not allowing Cisco nor Harry to keep a full sentence in.

Lea’s ears were ringing loudly and she groaned in annoyance, “Okay! That’s enough!”

“Enough? We’re just getting started!” Add 2.0 Wells, in which causing another explosion of words being thrown around.

Clearly Harry was losing it having enough of this shit and yelled, “Guys! Guys! Ga—gentlemen!” Grabbing all their attention he continued, “Clearly this isn’t working. And just for the record, it’s not me, it’s you.”

With a simple push of a button, all three holograms disappeared, leaving the trio to themselves.

“This, was a bad idea.” Harry said walking back, placing his hands on his girlfriend’s shoulders whispering, “You okay?”

“It’s like your junk was burnt into my brain.” Cisco answered instead.

“Your welcome.”

Leanna did not answer or add into the previous statement, just walking out with a hand covering her ears silently. Harry and Cisco shared a tired look, figuring something bothered her..

——

Him and Cisco were talking for a bit, the genius still grumbling about what happened. That he needed to accept the facts and himself, since they are technically his doppelgängers but still. He didn’t truly like it too much.

Until he found her.

Harry found his girlfriend in his lab, scribbling in a notebook wearing her noise canceling headphones, that both him and Cisco carefully crafted her due to her meta human abilities, and playing with her bangs.

He sighed, knowing she was flashed today and practically felt just as insulted as he was. But because Leanna was more of a sensitive soul in the relationship, rather busy lately with Iris’s wedding planning, and helping the team with their issues. Along with the overheating bickering wasn’t probably too pleasant to her ears.

He winced, taking a marker to the whiteboard and tapping it against the clear sided screen. Harry walked over to her, tapping her shoulder and simply asked, “Hey, are you alright?”

“Hm?” She asked, removing her headphone registering what he said and chuckled, “Oh! Yeah honey I’m fine.”

“Isn’t that my line? Lea, honey, what happened? You kinda snapped at them.”

“Yeah well, so did you!…I, uh, umm wasn’t expecting today. Part of me knew something was gonna happen! I felt like I was being pulled left and right. I mean 4 Wells in one room, that’s overwhelmingly surprising and kinda chaotic..no offense.”

“None taken! They are just huge self minded, idiots. Uptight, roughly insulting, snooty and just jerks. I—I didn’t think it would go like that! Hell they flashed you and choose to make eyes at you the whole time. Treated you like you were an prize to be won and be thrown away…no one was paying attention to anything and just talking over one another! Jesus…”

Leanna stayed quiet hearing him rant about how he felt about the situation and the protection his mind created, recognizing things she didn’t notice until now. It made her feel better, knowing that she got the best Wells in the multiverse. All he wanted was to make some more friends and figure out a way to help with his teammates issues.

But instead, he realized that rather became a host and solid choice for a complete conversation than the other guys. He also felt sorta good about himself being one to unlock the door to an O’Conner’s heart unlike his counterpart.

“I uh, don’t take you for granted, you know?” Harry said, with a soft grin.

“I figured as much. You stayed.” She replied with a tired smile.

“Wolfgang had a version of you then lost you, 2.0 Wells was just gah not—the best thing with women and uh, Lothario was something else where uh, you know!”

Lea chuckled and nodded, “Oh I know! I..I know!”

Harry couldn’t help but laugh, “But in all seriousness, Leanna I love you and I’m so sorry you had to deal with that—us, today.”

“I’ve been part of Team Flash for so long, where something like that shouldn’t surprise me but it did. It was chaotic chapter for the books, but I really hope that doesn’t happen again!”

“It better not! I can’t take another moment with those guys. They’re one of the most annoying minds of the multiverse!”

“Harry, honey..”

“What?

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

She stood up from her chair, wrapped her arms around his middle and looked up at the man gently grinning. He looked down at her, placing a hand on the small of her back, smiled softly confused since she left her second line incomplete.

“For being you! You came to this Earth and took it as it is, trying to help it. And those idiots, didn’t have to FaceTime us but they did. Because you would’ve done the same thing.” She added.

“Of course I’ve would’ve, I kinda like you guys. Especially you and Dr. Snow.” Harry admitted.

“Most importantly, you fell for me. All those other versions of Lea and Wells don’t know what they’re missing.”

“Well, technically, this wasn’t planned. I came to another earth for one goal. But we sorta happened.”

“Do you regret it?”

He leaned down, cupping her cheek a bit, “No.”

“Why’s that?” She asked, leaning in.

“Because it proves my multiverse theory. Every version of you or me, ends up being with an such interesting partner.”

“I love that theory.”

“I know you do.”

Harry closed the space between them, tossing in a few solid pecks of Lea’s waiting lips. A couple of sweet nothings and laughs were thrown into the mix, chatting about getting Big Belly Burger later.

When suddenly..

“Oh come on!”

Came Cisco’s voice, standing at the door with his hands on his hips.

“Seriously? Y’all didn’t need my help making her feel better.” Cisco said.

Lea snorted and smiled, as Harry tossed his friend a playful grin, only ever reserved for Cisco Ramon. 

“We’re heading to Big Belly Burger later, you coming?” asked Lea.

“Oh hell yes!” He replied, replacing the frown with a smile, snatched up his friend from Harry into his arms for a hug and yelling, “She was mine first.”

——

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