You had somehow managed to get to Star Labs after that little episode. You knew Nora said your memories would return. You just didn't expect it to be that sudden, or heated. For the majority of the day, you smile and laugh with your friends. You know you should say something, but you don't want to cause unnecessary worry. Especially after all that you've put them through.
Then there is the situation with Harry.
So far you all have been together, so it's easy to act like nothing is amiss. But you can't help but glance at him between conversations.
Little fleeting moments keep coming in like a storm.
"It's okay.."
Your voice is nothing but a whisper, and when his hand slides between your legs, you feel the heat of his fingertips. Harry kisses your neck and you hold back a moan.
"Your voice is cute."
The teasing makes you glare weakly.
"H-Harry you're driving me crazy please just-"
His head disappears between your thighs and you gasp.
It hits you like a whirlwind. You wish there was a way to control it or at least filter the dirty ones for when you aren't in a public setting.
Those memories almost feel like a dream. You've known about your feelings for Harry for some time now. You supposed you just assumed you would have all the time in the world. But that moment when you both thought that was it. It was justified that you both would react in such a way.
Yet..
There's a feeling that tugs at your heart, like that one memory isn't the only thing that happened.
You don't realize that your eyes have lingered on him until he catches your gaze.
"I'm gonna get some more chips." You say aloud.
Cisco gives a little cheer and Barry smiles as you head for the kitchen. The moment you are out of sight, you place your hands on the counter and lower your head.
"Shit.."
You can't seem to maintain your composure. How can you really look at him now? Every time you see him now all you can think about is his hands on your body. Those eyes that emitted so much love. It was so raw.
"Is everything okay?"
You jump at the voice and you turn. Harry moves closer, clearly worried.
"What's wrong, is it your memory?"
He looks a bit panicked, and his hands move to your shoulders, holding you gently as he pleads for you to look at him. You can tell that he expects you to somehow just forget him again.
"I remember you Harry." You reassure him.
There's instant relief on his face, and his hands lower.
"That's good."
You need to tell him.
"I've..I've started to remember parts of the last few months. "
There's a puzzled look on his face. You know it'll take a while for it to click. Maybe he reads it from your face, but you can see the recognition begin to cross his features.
"You..remember.."
You nod hesitantly.
Harry lets out a soft sigh. He looks a bit ashamed.
"I know it was wrong of me but you we-"
You grab him by the lapels of his jacket, pulling him in for a kiss. His hands raise in alarm and he's a bit unsure of how to react. Your eyes are shut tightly and revel in the warmth of this moment. Heaven knows you've been dying to do this.
This time, you won't forget.
Pulling away, Harry lets out a staggered breath, and you lick your lips.
"It meant something, all of those memories. Even if I don't remember them all right now. They all meant something to me."
He's not sure what to say.
So maybe it's time to stop trying to find the words. His hands slip into your hair and you step forward, meeting him halfway.
Harry hums in satisfaction this time. You can tell that he's been craving this.
Possibly as long as you have.
