#harrison harry wells

[stewolf7]

A Harry Wells sketch I did sometime ago.

[stars-are-just-ghosts]

Harrisco Prompts!

Okay, I'm doing it. I need a pick me up and some motivation.

Soooo... Send me your own prompt ideas for Harrisco one shots, and I'll do them all!

It's about nine at night here on the Eastern seaboard. But I also wake up absurdly early because my internal clock hates me. So give me what you got, and I'll start tackling it first thing while I drink much required coffee.

Can't wait to hear what you've got! -QD

[i-have-all-these-freakin-uwus]

I jokingly say that it’s people’s canon event to fall for Miguel O’Hara

But y’all it’s not a joke anymore

I partially fell for Harry Wells for the exact same reason

[yourthoughtsjim]

Have a very specific meme

[the-travelling-witch]

“if i had a nickel for every time there was a love interest in an otome game named gilbert, with a black/white/golden colour scheme, red eyes and a eyepatch covering his left eye, i’d have two nickles. which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice”

“and if i had a nickel for every time there was a love interest in an otome game with blue-green eyes, dirty blond hair and white/teal clothes holding a gun to the mc’s head, i’d have two nickles. which also isn’t a lot but, again, it’s weird that it happened twice”

[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.

Tag list:

@hiddenwritingsintheworld, @brianllamawrites, @sarawritestories

[doverstar]

I want to sit down and talk about how Grant Gustin, on the Flash, in the course of 9 seasons and almost 10 years, displayed the ability to perfectly act out *deep inhale* Barry Allen, an evil version of Barry Allen, a nerdy wimp version of Barry Allen, three of the Big Bads, Harry Wells inside Barry's body, H.R. Wells inside Barry's body, Sherloque Wells inside Barry's body, basically every Wells inside Barry's body, Barry Allen as the lead in a spontaneous superpowered musical, Barry pretending to be a hacker, Barry pretending to be a crime lord, Barry being infected/possessed by a Big Bad, and Barry Allen as a really dorky drunk guy (more than once)-

[xzcopycat]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN CISCO DIDN’T GET TO SAY GOODBYE TO HARRY WHEN NASH DIED—

[ao3statistics]

Date of creation: 27.03.2024

Includes all ships within the fandom "The Flash (TV 2014)" on Ao3.

Crossovers were included, other Flash media like comics, the movie (2023) etc. were excluded. The fandom "The Flash (TV 2014) RPF" on Ao3 was neither excluded nor included due to the results being too low to matter (below 10 hits most times).

This was originally done because of an anon ask I got but earlier today I answered the ask and then deleted the post because the numbers were completely screwed (I originally did this while watching a movie yesterday and... well). Luckily only seconds after me posting it someone reblogged the old post wondering about a certain ship on the chart that isn't even in the TV show and so I took the old chart down and remade it from scratch (which was a pain, ngl. I evaluated 77 ships because apparently I don't have a life). (I forgot your name, dear reblogger from earlier, but thank you!).

I assume no guarantee or liability for the completeness, correctness and accuracy of this chart despite my best efforts.

Includes fanfictions in all languages available, NOT English only.

Percentages were rounded up or rounded down to natural numbers for easier comprehension.

Poly ships were included.

More charts will follow. :)

Want to have a chart for different pairings, headcanons etc. in your favourite fandom? Send me an ask!

In case you want to compare the ship charts for "The Flash (TV 2014)" and "DC's Legends of Tomorrow":

[exhausted-think-bucket]

I'm not adding the link cause you need to subscribe to read about what I truly hope is a rumor

[stars-are-just-ghosts]

Where We Stood - Chapter 22

Yup, you guessed it. I’m still writing my epic (in both length and type of story) Harrisco tale. Things are getting real unpleasant for our spunky team, and Harry and Cisco are being put through the ringer. (Whump, angst, chaos, you name it.) For those that don’t know about this story, it’s a two-part series (so far), and it stars our favorite duo, Cisco Ramon and Harrison ‘Harry’ Wells, in a modern day AU about the power of choice, the strength of family, and the burden of fate. Oh, and... love. Definitely love. 

It started with Borrowed Forgiveness, and we’re now into Where We Stood. So if you love Harrisco as much as I do, and like dubious science, action, angst, mayhem, humor, sci-fi, vampires (yes, vampires), supernatural elements, and more, this series may just be what you’re looking for. 

It has been an absolute labor of love, and is a grand total of -does some quick math-  584,750 words right now. I’ve had the great and wonderful privilege of continuing to share this with you, and the absolute honor of having fanart made of it. (Seriously, I cried over that. I was extremely touched.) Did I mention it’s all kind of epic? If you like long reads, with plot and everything that goes with that, please-please-please give this series a try. 

Comments make my absolute day. And if you reblog/share this story, you are a goddamn hero. (Nothing makes a writer happier, seriously.)

Thank you to all those who’ve stuck with this story since the beginning (back in 2020) and thank you to everyone who has found it along the way and decided it was worth holding on to. I love you all.

Yours truly, QuietDarkness.

You can find the Sanctuary series on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2814568

You can find Borrowed Forgiveness on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25183126

You can find Where We Stood on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37769611

(Gif credit goes to its creator.)

[helplessdreamersworld]

[yourthoughtsjim]

After Dinner

Harrison "Harry" Wells x reader, afab/femme

I'm currently working on a Frost fic so have this in the time

Warnings: daddy kink, use of "kitten", oral (r giving)

Harry pulls you into his lap "How was work today, kitten?" He questions, giving your shoulder a kiss.

"It went well, Caitlin, Frost and Khione took me out for dinner afterwards." You respond.

A low rumble of a chuckle could be felt on your back. "Did you get any dessert?" questioning, giving your neck a kiss this time.

You turn around to face him "I didn't, what did you have in mind?" You ask, knowing what he was implying.

A soft smile crosses the scientist's face. "Why not your favorite? Go on, my precious little girl, suck Daddy's cock and he'll cum down that small little throat of yours."

You then sink down to your knees and undo his belt buckle before unzipping his pants.

Being as big as he is, you take all you can, and use your hand to stroke up and down the rest of his shaft.

A low groan comes from above you. "Good girl… good princess…" he comments, bucking his hips up.

Your fingers then make their way down to his balls and softly roll them in your hand.

"G-God, if you keep doing that, I don't know how long I'll last."

"Hmm?" You moan around his cock.

Time goes by and you could feel him twitch against your tongue.

With one particularly long stride, he cums. He tasted so sweet.

You pull off with a pop and climb back up to his lap. "You're amazing, did you know that?" He comments, breath heavy.

[unreliablesnake]

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.

[adriellej]

Rough Days Part 2

Warnings: Some swearing and talk of some violence I guess. Some talk of sex, but not really explicit.

Pairings: Harry x Reader

Word Count: 6.5K+

A/N: So it might have taken me a million years to get this done, but I got there! Also, it got really long though! Hope that can make up for it. Life has kind of gotten in the way lately, so it was nice getting to write again. I hope you enjoy it, everyone!

Part 1

GIF's are not mine - all credit to those who made them!

(politeandnotgay)

“Y/N?” His morning voice was gruff and sexy to listen to. Nope, stop thinking that Y/N, you thought to yourself. He popped up on an elbow rubbing his eyes with the other hand. You pulled the covers all the way up to cover your bare chest like he hadn’t already seen you. 

“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” You kept repeating as you hid your face in your hand, your hair falling forward. Reality was setting in for Harry, adding two and two together. His face was gradually getting perplexed and as questioningly as yours. You stood up taking the covers with you only to be reminded that Harry didn’t have any clothes on either. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry Harry,” You said embarrassed as you turned your back on him. 

“Where the hell is my clothes?” You mumbled to yourself as you looked around. “Oh crap!” Reality hit you when you realized all your clothes were in the lounge. “Please tell me they haven’t come in yet,” Your voice laced with panic as you headed for the door. 

You jogged towards the lounge, praying to god that no one had come into work yet. You turned around the corner and entered the morning lid room. Thankful that it seemed the rest of the team hadn’t come in yet. You scrambled all of your clothes together in your arms. When you turned around to go to the bathroom, to put your clothes on, you collided with a firm chest. A pair of hands held onto your arms steadying you, quite like they had done the night before.

Your eyes darted up to look Harry in the eyes, as you tried to hide your flushed cheeks. His blue ones settled on yours as he let out a sigh. 

“Would you stop running away from me?” He said lowly. Most of you wanted to run away, to tell him no, but your head nodded before you could decide on any other option. “We should probably talk about, well - uh - last night,” He started with a small stutter. 

You held up your index finger to his lips silencing him before you spoke yourself. 

“Can I at least go put on some clothes before we do that? Only seems fair considering you have,” You said gesturing to his clothed frame, and awkwardly shifting on your feet under his gaze. 

“Right, you can use my room,” Harry looked at you, heat rising on his ears and cheeks. 

You jogged back to his room the covers in tow. As you closed the door you let out a big sigh of your own. Fiercely cursing your drunken self and her poor decisions as you got clothed. 

“Why, oh why did I have to go and do that?” You questioned yourself as you put a leg in your pants. “Of all people I decide to do it with, it just had to be Harrison freaking Wells,” Another leg in your pants as you jumped to get it over your hips. “I couldn’t have gone to a bar or something, no no, had to be here,” Your t-shirt over your head as you flopped down on his bed sitting with your elbows on your knees. “This is ridiculous, I’m such an idiot,” You sighed as you leaned your head in your hands. 

You sat there for a while as you mustered up the courage to talk to Harry. Taking a deep breath you stood from the bed. “Time to face the music Y/N,” You said aloud as you walked out the door towards the lounge again. 

“Okay Harry, let’s talk,” You said as you turned the corner to the lounge only to be faced by Cisco’s loud voice.

“Y/N! Good morning,” He said as he smirked. His loud voice rang in your hungover head and you winced a little at the stabbing pain in your brain. Cisco chuckled at you holding your forehead with one hand.“You seem like you had a nice evening without the rest of us here, huh?” Cisco blurted out as he took a sip of the coffee in his hand. “So what are you going to talk about?” Cisco continued a little less loudly than before. 

“Nothing,” You and Harry responded in unison giving each other a knowing look. 

“Also uh - why would you think we had a nice evening?” Your question fell a little quicker than anticipated, and with a little higher note than your usual voice. Cisco looked questioningly at you like you had fallen from the moon. 

“Uh, the empty bottles of alcohol and shot glasses,” He said as he gestured to the leftovers of your little party. “What did you think I was referring to?” He asked as he took in your expression. 

“Riiiight, nothing, just that,” You smiled it off, desperately trying to get yourself out of the situation that you had put yourself in. Well, it's not a situation you got in all on your own, Harry had a pretty big part in it too. You turned your eyes towards him instead, he stood with his own cup of coffee in his hands as he looked down on the floor. Feeling your resting gaze on him he looked up to meet yours, giving you a small nod. 

“Right, let’s get cracking on the new day and see what Alchemy has come up with today,” Cisco said as he started to walk out of the lounge and towards the cortex, to have a morning meeting that you had started having after you had been more at S.T.A.R. labs than the precinct. You and Harry followed him, mostly in silence, but you quickly whispered to him as you met in the doorframe. 

“We’ll talk later?” You looked at him and he gave yet another silent nod, his lips pressed together. 

Your day was flying by as you sat at the desk in the cortex looking over every evidence you had. You got little done, your mind was distracted with something else. Distracted by the thought of Harry. The thought of last night's activities. It was like you could still feel his lips on yours, his hands on your body and it was intoxicating for you to think about. It was like you were in a haze. 

As you sat there in your haze your mind started to wander. As Harry had been a part of the team for a while, you had come to spend a lot of your free time with him. All that time spent together had made you open more up to him, more than you had with anyone for a long time. Surely it wasn’t like you had opened up to him last night, but you enjoyed his company and he got to see sides of you no one else did. 

You didn’t necessarily need to talk to one another. You could sit in complete silence as he tinkered with some new tech or was trying to calculate something, and you’d sit with a bunch of files around you. It was comfortable for both of you. You didn’t mean to start taking a particular liking to him, but you had. You weren’t sure you’d call it love, but it was something. Something different than you had felt before. 

You cared deeply for him, and you always made sure he ate, stayed hydrated, and got some rest. Now the physical part of things had been there for a lot longer. Ever since he had come to your earth you’d find him extremely sexy and handsome, and he didn’t even have to put in any effort to get you wilded up.

Maybe last night wasn’t as big of a mistake as you first thought. You’d wanted him for a long time. You had thought a lot about what his fingers could do, or his tongue for that matter. He sure did exceed every expectation you had had about it. You could feel the heat rise on your cheeks and in your stomach. You needed to get some fresh air, cool down, and get some clarity. 

“I’m just going to head out for a while, call me if you need anything,” You exclaimed to Cisco, Caitlin, and Iris as you stood from your chair. They all looked at you with confusion at your sudden outburst. You quickly walked out of the cortex to the elevator. 

“This is really getting ridiculous. Of course, you don’t have a thing, thing for Harry, right?” You asked yourself as the elevator doors pinged and opened. Before you stood Harry with his glasses in his hands. There was a silence, a very long silence before Harry moved out of the elevator. Neither of you said anything as you took his place and pushed the button. You saw him look over his shoulder before the doors closed and the elevator moved up. 

You leaned back on the cold wall, your head turned towards the ceiling with closed eyes. You sighed loudly as you pushed off the wall to leave the elevator. You walked through the doors of S.T.A.R. Labs as the nice feeling of fresh air hit you. 

You found yourself walking around the park, listening to the birds chirping and people walking with their dogs. You sat at a bench as you looked over the park, your thoughts traveling back to Harry. Whatever you did, you couldn’t seem to be able to get him out of your mind. 

I need to deal with this whether I want to or not. You heard a beep from your phone and you pulled it out of your pocket, it was a text from Iris. 

Can you come back? Harry and Cisco are really getting at each other’s throats. 

You took a deep breath and stood from the bench to head back. You just had one pit stop on the way. 

“Ramon, you are being ridiculous! It’s not going to work!” You could hear Harry yell from the far end of the hallway. 

“Oh boy,” You said as you turned the corner to the cortex. Iris and Caitlin were giving each other looks, some of horror and others of displease by the two men at the other end of the hallway. 

“Oh thank god you’re here Y/N!” Iris exclaimed at the sight of you. You smiled at her and Caitlin. 

“Have they been bickering for a long time?” You questioned. “And what exactly are they bickering about?” You continued as you sat down the bags on the console. 

“To be honest we’re not actually sure. My best guess would be some technology thing,” Iris breathed out a small laugh. You rolled your eyes, knowing the two men, she’d probably be right. 

“I’ll go and try to tame the two tigers,” You laughed as you lifted the Big Belly Burger bags to your face. It earned a laugh from the two women. You hoped some food would help calm them down enough to actually talk efficiently with each other. 

You knocked on the entrance to their workshop and their heads shot towards you. 

“What?!” They both yelled in unison. They turned to each other and gave each other a look as to say don’t yell at her. 

“No reason to bite the head off of the one who comes bearing gifts,” You casually responded to their outburst and shook the two bags in your hands. “Now if you two would take a small break and eat, we can try and talk about this as a pair of grown-up people instead of your insufferable yelling and bickering,” You continued, earning a hard glare from both men. You were probably the only one who got to talk to them that way, without them tearing your head off in the process. “But for now, eat,” You said and pushed each bag into their chests ushering them to sit on their respective chairs. 

“She’s being mean,” Cisco mumbled to Harry who glared at him like he was an idiot. 

Their mood changed as they ate, and they started to have a normal conversation with you. You even dragged out a few chuckles and laughs from them as you joked about something you had seen in the park. 

“Soooo, will you explain to me what you are doing?” You tested as they finished the last of their burgers and fries. 

“Well, you know how Burnout tends to overheat and cause explosions?” Cisco started explaining to you what they were working on. You nodded as confirmation and Cisco continued. “I was thinking that the cold gun I once made could be altered to cool her down…” 

“And that is completely ridiculous, it would be better if we build something new so we don’t wind up freezing her to death,” Harry interrupted Cisco. You looked at Cisco who looked like he was about to explode. 

“Harrison, stop interrupting him!” You blurted out, earning a smug grin from Cisco. Harry glared daggers at Cisco and you. “Cisco, wipe that smug face off,” You told him, only to have Harry have a grin on his face. “You two have to stop being a pair of five-year-olds and stop your bickering and talk like civilized people. What are the pros and cons of Cisco’s idea and vice versa for yours Harry?” 

“Well, my idea is a lot better…” Harry started before you interrupted him. 

“Harry, no,” You slapped him on the arm. 

“Ouch,” He had a surprised expression as he rubbed his arm. 

“That is not how we do this, no “My idea is better”,” You continued before standing in front of their board with Harry’s marker in your hand. You drew up pros and cons lists for each of their ideas. 

“Cisco, let’s start with yours,” You pointed at him with the marker. “And no Harry, do not even think about interrupting him,” You uttered. 

“Okay, so a pro is that we have the gun in storage, just need to alter it, so it’ll be faster,” Cisco started as you wrote on the board. “Also, we know it’s easy to aim with, and let’s be honest Barry isn’t always the most accurate shot,” You laughed at the remark Cisco made. You had been at the shooting range for fun with Barry before, and he surely wasn’t the guy who hit 100% of his targets. 

“Right, so cons?” You asked and looked at Harry, knowing he would have cons to say. 

“We risk that it’s too cold. We know how cold Barry has gotten when he’s been shot by it, he needs to phase to get warm,” Harry said as you wrote it down. “Plus it runs out of power at some point,” He continued. 

It went on like this for an hour. Back and forth on their ideas, you mediating between them until they could talk civilized about it. As they started to bounce the ideas off each other you snuck out of the room and back to the cortex to give them their space.  

When you emerged in the cortex the two girls looked at you like you had been missing for a week. 

“We were starting to think they had eaten you,” Caitlin laughed at you, while you probably looked tired from listening to the two of them bickering. 

“No no, I just made them realize they were being stupid,” You laughed as you took a seat next to Iris. She gave you a look of disbelief at your words. “Don’t even ask,” You said as you waved your hand. It earned laughs from the two women as you started to converse about the day, letting you forget about all your thoughts for a moment. 

As the night drew closer Caitlin and Iris had left, and you started to feel the tiredness sneak up on you. A yawn left you as you walked down the corridor towards Cisco and Harry’s workshop. They were still working on fixing up the gun for Barry to use on Burnout. 

“Harry, can I talk with you for a moment?” You asked sleepily as you walked up to him. He turned towards you and took your arm leading you to the other side of the room. 

“What do you want to talk about?” He questioned as he held on to your arm for a little longer than he needed to. He seemed to realize and let go of you as you started to speak. 

“I don’t think that talk is going to happen today. I’m tired and I could really need some rest,” You answered as you looked down at the hand that had been resting on your arm only a second ago. 

“I’m so sorry Y/N, it’s just we’re finally getting somewhere and we could finish it tonight,” Harry started before you cut him off. 

“It’s okay, we’ll do it another time, don’t worry about it,” You wanted to believe those words yourself, but you didn’t. You were worried about it and wished you had got it done already. You wanted the awkwardness to stop, and be as you were before. If you could ever be as you were before. 

“Right, I’ll see you tomorrow,” His lips curved a little before going back to Cisco to work on their project. 

Your keys rattled in the door as you let yourself into your apartment. It was a dark and gloomy one-bedroom studio with a tiny kitchen and bathroom. It wasn’t much, but it was cheap and in reality, you didn’t really spend any time there. You slept there and that was more or less it. You spent most of your time at the precinct before Singh sent you home, after that all your time was spent at S.T.A.R. Labs. 

“God I’m exhausted,” You said as you fell on your couch, one leg up and the other resting on the floor. “Can’t believe the mess I’ve put myself in,” You stared up at the ceiling in the dark, except for the lights from the street signs outside your window, you hadn’t bothered turning anything on in your apartment. You didn’t know how long you stared into space, but eventually, you felt your eyelids getting heavy and slowly drifting into sleep. 

You woke from your phone vibrating on the floor. You grabbed it still half asleep, and you didn’t look who was calling. 

“Yes?” Your voice was groggy and low as you answered your phone. 

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Cisco’s voice rang at the other end of the phone. You didn’t realize what time it was, hell you didn’t even realize you had fallen asleep. 

“Cisco? Yeah, I’m fine, why?” You sat up and felt all of your muscles being sore from sleeping on the couch, probably not in the best positions either. 

“It’s noon and you haven’t shown up yet. You were making us all worried about you,” Cisco’s voice was laced with a hint of worry and relief by your words. 

“Holy shit, I didn’t even realize. I’m so sorry, I’ll be there in 30 minutes, I promise,” You said before hanging up and rushing to your dresser to change your clothes. You made a pit stop by Jitters to buy yourself a cup of coffee. 

You took some long strides as you exited the elevator. You were still groggy from your sleep, but the coffee was starting to help. As you walked into the cortex, you realized it was completely empty. The med-bay was empty. The lounge was empty. 

“Where the hell is everyone?” You continued to look in the other rooms of the labs, a confused expression on your face. You hadn’t taken more than half an hour to get here, they couldn’t all just have vanished. Even Harry’s lab was empty. You made your way into the speed labs, where you could hear a few voices coming from. Walking in Iris, Caitlin, Cisco, and Harry were talking by the computers. 

“Hey the sleeping beauty finally made it,” Cisco laughed at you, and you gave them all a small wave feeling yourself getting embarrassed by not being there earlier. 

“I have no idea what happened, I fell asleep on the couch,” You laughed as you made your way over to your friends. “Where’s Barry?” You asked before you heard something over the intercom. 

“Oops, I’m sorry!” Barry’s voice rang as Harry let his head hang low with his hands on his hips. 

“Never mind,” You laughed. “Is he trying to figure out your new cold gun?” The look you gained from both Harry and Cisco was answering enough for you. 

“I love my man, but he has no aim,” Iris erupted into giggles alongside Caitlin. 

“Wait I have an idea!” Cisco yelled over your laughter. “Y/N, you can do it! You have a great aim,” He continued and you looked at him in disbelief. 

“And how would you suggest we do that? I can’t run at Barry’s speed nor do I know your gun, he does,” You questioned and his face faltered for a short while before it was taken over by a grin. 

“Barry can take you, and you can go train with him and try out the gun now,” You sighed at that. You weren’t very fond of Barry running you anywhere, you always wound up feeling sick. You weren’t made to move at that kind of speed unless it was in a car. “Please Y/N/N, you want to help Burnout right? And the city,” He played on your feelings, he knew you too well to know it would work. 

“Fine,” You caved in, already regretting your persuasiveness. 

“Wait,” Harry interrupted. “What if she gets hurt? She doesn’t have super healing like Barry,” He continued, his voice wavered a little by the end. A swooshing was heard as your hair whirled around your face. 

“I won’t let her get hurt Harry,” Barry replied with a smile on his face. “She’s a tough cookie, she can handle it,” He continued, it didn’t earn anything well from Harry, but it earned a smile from you. You were pretty badass if you had to say so yourself. Harry sighed before turning to walk away. “What’s gotten into him? He's more grumpy than usual,” They all looked at each other with puzzled looks. 

“I’ll talk to him. I’ll be right back and then I can have a look at the gun,” You said as you followed Harry out into the corridor. His long legs were carrying him rather quickly away from the speedlab. “Harry, can we talk for a second?” You said as you jogged the rest of the way up to him. 

“There’s nothing to talk about,” He said sternly without giving you another look. You cocked an eyebrow at his response as you were struggling to keep up with him. 

“Harrison stop,” You said as you grabbed his arm yanking him to a halt. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” He questioned before he continued. “I said, there is absolutely nothing to talk about, you’ll do your thing, see if I care,” His words hurt. It stung in your heart as you looked at him in disbelief at what he had just said. You were stumped, at a loss for words, and he took your silence as a way to leave you standing in the hallway, alone. Your eyes started to fill with water. 

“Well screw you too then,” You whispered as you went back towards the speedlab. Forcing your tears to stop, you put on a smile and went in. “Okay, let’s do this Barr!” You exclaimed clapping your hands and grinning at the rest of the team. 

Alarms went off in the speedlab and you and Barry shared a look. 

“It's go time,” You stated as you all ran to the cortex to see where you and Barry would have to go. Passing the lab you looked at Harry, who stood with a screwdriver and a tech in hand, looking at all of you passing. Your eyes locked with his and he immediately looked away and continued working. You sighed and pushed it away, you couldn’t be distracted by it right now. You had to focus on the job in front of you, and that was helping Burnout not hurt herself. 

“You got the meta cuffs, Barry?” Cisco asked and he nodded in response. “Y/N, you got the gun?” He continued making sure you had all the equipment you needed. 

“Yup, got it right here,” You said as you patted the gun hanging from the holster on your back. 

“Well, then it’s time to go kick some ass!” He exclaimed and you laughed at his excitement. 

“Ready?” Barry asked and you nodded at him before he grabbed you and ran. You didn’t enjoy this part of the plan, but it was a necessity for the plan to work. 

It took quite a few tries before you had Burnout in custody and safe from her own powers. You really missed this part of your job. The part where someone needed you, where someone needed the skills you had. Usually, Barry would handle it, and after being benched you didn’t really get to be out in the field. Sure you got to investigate, but you didn’t get to be a part of the action. The rushing feeling of adrenaline shooting through your entire body was a feeling you thrived on. You worked well under pressure. 

As you arrived back at S.T.A.R. Labs you were received with a bunch of great work comments, except from the one you really wanted it from. Harry. You excused yourself from the others and went to his lab. He was still working on the tech he had worked on when you left. 

“Hey Harry,” You cautiously greeted him. He didn’t look at you, he didn’t say anything, it was like you didn’t even exist. It was getting to you, you were starting to get angry. It wasn’t your fault that you were a good shooter, and that they actually needed you. You finally felt like you were an asset to the team. “You know, this really isn’t fair of you,” You spoke, annoyance laced your voice, and when he didn’t react to it, it became more filled with anger than anything else. “Harry, what the hell is wrong with you?!” Your voice was getting louder as you spoke. It finally earned you a look from him. 

“There is nothing wrong with me!” He yelled back at you. You were taken a little aback, he never yelled at you. “What is wrong with you?! Why did you feel a need to go and risk your life?! Barry could have handled it!” He pressed on. The stinging feeling from earlier was coming back. He really didn’t get it, did he? This was what you lived for, what you had trained for. 

“No, he couldn’t!” You yelled back at him before you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You knew it wouldn’t help yelling at him, it would only make things worse. “Harry this is what I am trained to do, it’s my fucking job,” You spoke more softly than before. It didn’t exactly have the effect you wanted. 

“We could have found another way! A way where you didn’t have to go and risk your life!” The screwdriver in his hand fell victim to his usual anger outburst, and it was hurled through the entire room. His hands were on his hips as his piercing blue eyes bore into yours. 

“And what?! Have Burnout hurt herself? Maybe wind up killing herself in the process?!” You couldn’t keep from yelling at him. You didn’t want to see anyone hurt if you could help it. 

“Rather her than you!” He yelled as he stormed passed you and out of the lab leaving you behind. Once again stumped by his words. Did he just say that? Why would he say that? You questioned yourself.

“Hey, are you okay?” Caitlin’s voice tore you from your thoughts. 

“Hmm, what?” You looked at her confused, like you had fallen from another planet. 

“Are you okay? He seemed pretty angry,” She spoke softly and sent you a small careful smile. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. He's just an angry and stubborn man sometimes,” You tried to pretend you weren’t affected by his behavior. “He just needs some time to cool off, it’s okay. I’ll talk to him later,” You continued as you sent her a reassuring smile. 

“Do you want to come celebrate with the rest of us? It was some pretty impressive work you two did out there,” She offered but you declined it with a shake of your head. 

“It’s okay, you go ahead,” She gave you a small hug and some reassuring words on the way. 

“Please take care of yourself. He can be a bit of a hardheaded man,” You chuckled a little at her words. She was definitely right, that was one thing you knew for certain. 

You had given him a few hours to cool off. It took you a few tries of standing outside of his room, hand raised to knock on the door, just to lose your confidence and put it down again. You took a deep breath and finally knocked. 

“Come in!” You heard from the other side of the door, and you slowly opened the door to poke your head in. 

“Are you sure?” You asked softly. His eyes were softer than before. “I come with an offering piece,” You continued as you opened the door completely, holding an expensive whiskey and two glasses in your hand. Harry was lying on his bed, one arm behind his head, and the other had a ball in it. He gave you a nod as he sat up. “Thought the whiskey might help,” You moved over to his bed with his chair in tow. You handed him one of the glasses and kept the other for yourself. 

“On what exactly?” He asked sternly, earning a smile from you and a small shake of your head. 

“On you potentially talking to me,” You answered calmly, observing his reaction to your words. “It helped quite a lot yesterday,” You smiled at him. He watched you carefully as you poured some whiskey into his glass. 

“Probably isn’t the best idea to put us back into what got us into this predicament, now is it?” He asked, his expression looked a little uncomfortable. That was until he took a sip of his glass. His eyes closed, seemingly enjoying the taste of the liquor. 

“Well, I can’t put us back into something, we’re still already in,” You answered with a shrug on your shoulders. You took a sip of your own glass, enjoying it just as much as he seemed to. It was a good whiskey you had found. 

You sat in silence for a long time, the only thing that could be heard was your breathing and the occasional refill of your glasses. At first, he didn’t really look at you either, so you decided to lean back in the chair and look up at the ceiling for the most part. Your hands folded around the glass over your stomach. You were starting to feel a stare on you. 

“Why don’t you take a picture? It lasts longer,” You breathed out a laugh at your own words as you leaned your head forward again to meet his eyes. He didn’t say anything, but you were pretty sure you could see the tiniest little lift at the side of his mouth. “Can I ask you something?” You continued when he didn’t say anything, and he responded with a nod. “Why was it so bad that I wanted to help today?” You were careful of how you phrased your question to not disturb the resting bear in him. 

“I just didn’t want to see you hurt, that’s all,” His response was short and it felt distanced from him. 

“I feel like there is something you’re not telling me. The others don’t want to see me hurt either, and you don’t see them - uh - get angry with me,” You felt like such a fool for treading on eggshells around him, you’d never felt a need to before. 

“Maybe they just don’t care as much about you as I do,” His eyes were soft, but there was something else in there. Was it hurt? Struggle? You couldn’t put a finger on it. “I wasn’t angry with you,” His voice was low barely above a whisper. 

“Then what were you? You have a funny way of not being angry with me,” The words escaped your mouth before you could stop them. He squinted his eyes at you, his entire demeanor seemed to change. Fuck. “I’m sorry Harry, I didn’t mean it,” You tried to save it.

“It’s okay. I deserved that one,” He shook his head and looked down on the floor. “Sometimes my temper gets the better of me. Jesse keeps telling me that. I’m sorry for yelling at you,” He continued and you let go of a breath you didn’t know you held. Relief washed over you. You hadn’t expected an apology from him. 

“It’s okay,” You smiled at him as you leaned over to lay your hand over his. You both looked down at your hands. “You know, we never had that talk,” You let go of his hand and looked down, feeling your cheeks getting warm. 

“I guess we didn’t,” He stood from the bed and started to pace around the room. You started laughing, causing him to stop and look at you. His expression was filled with confusion. “Why are you laughing?” He asked when your laughing didn’t seize. 

“Oh, I don’t know. I remember something about you asking me not to run away, but look at you now,” You continued finding it amusing that he was now the one who couldn’t sit still. He, on the other hand, was not. “Oh c’mon, you don’t find it a little funny?” You still had a smile on your lips. 

“Can we be serious for a second?” Harry started pacing again, and you were almost tempted to stand and pace with him but opted for listening to him. 

“Right, I’m sorry,” You cleared your throat and it got him to walk over to you. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, seemingly not finding the words to say. “Look Harry, I have no idea how to start this potentially very awkward conversation, so I’m just going to start talking. I miss the way we were before. I know it’s only been a few days, but I miss my friend. I miss the quiet moments where we just enjoy each other’s company, no awkward silences or weird looks. I miss being able to talk to you about the things happening in my life. I love and care about the others, but I trust you in a completely different way,” You felt like you were rambling on, and you couldn’t really read Harry’s face, but he was listening carefully to everything you said. 

“I have spent the past days thinking about the whole situation. I keep questioning myself how you feel about it… and to be honest how I feel about it. I haven’t really concluded a lot, but I know I care deeply for you. I care about your well-being. I care about you in a way I haven’t for anyone in a very long time,” You stopped to breathe, the silence becoming awkward as you cleared your throat. “I’m sorry, I’m rambling,” You looked down on the floor again. Harry sat down in front of you and took your hand in his, causing you to look up at him. 

“You’re not rambling,” He spoke softly. “I miss it too. I’ve had to deal with Ramon’s rambling instead of yours,” You giggled and looked him in the eyes, a smile crept onto his lips showing his dimples. “I’m really not good with words. Especially when it comes to talking about feelings. Jesse has complained about this so many times. I really do care about you. A lot. And seeing you put your life in danger today… I couldn’t handle it, I don’t know what I would do if I lost you. I’ve lost a lot, and it makes me careful… with everything. And to be honest, the other night was…” He paused and looked like one who couldn’t find his voice again. 

“Amazing?” You asked carefully and awaited his response. It felt like a million years before he gave an answer. 

“Yeah,” He breathed out a laugh. He was still holding your hand, as he started to play a little with your fingers. “But I don’t know if it was a mistake of us to do so?” The words weighed heavily on you. They hurt. Maybe you did know how you felt about it. Was it really just a mistake to him? Your hand slipped out of his as you stood to start pacing yourself. 

“But it was a really good mistake if it was, don’t you think? I kinda felt like it meant something or is it nothing but a mistake to you?” Your hand glided through your hair pushing it to one side of your face. 

“No… I don’t know Y/N. I don’t know what to tell you,” He stood from the bed and put one hand on his hips, and the other went through his hair, ruffling it into a mess. You turned away from him. 

“You know what, it’s okay. You don’t feel the same way as me, that’s okay. We’ll try and go back to what we were,” You said, the tears started to fill your eyes. You needed some air and to escape. You walked out of his room and down the corridor, leaving him behind. 

“Y/N/N, wait!” You stopped and turned around to face him. He walked up to you, a tear had betrayed you and it slid down your cheek. “Please don’t cry,” He begged, his hands cupping your face, wiping the tear away from your cheek. 

“Harrison, it’s okay, I just need some air and some time to digest,” Your hands went to his and tried to remove them from your cheeks, but he wasn’t going to let you go. Before you even realized what happened, his lips were on yours and your heart took over every sense in your body. Your eyes closed and your lips followed his in a soft and tender kiss. You both poured every feeling you had into it. It spoke louder than your words had. His forehead rested on yours as his lips left yours. His eyes were still closed and his hands still held on to you. 

“I told you, I’m not good with words,” He spoke lowly in a husky voice. You let out a breathy laugh at his words. 

“I think your actions spoke well enough for you,” You answered him before leaning in for another kiss, which he gladly gave you. His blue eyes looked deeply into yours as a dimple-filled smile lit up his face. His eyes crinkled at the sides. 

“C’mon, let’s go get some Big Belly Burger, I haven’t eaten yet and I’m starving,” He said grabbing your hand in his as he dragged you along. “We can continue this-,” He said gesturing between the two of you. “- After,” He smiled at you and you gladly followed him.

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