Covert Affair [Snowbarry Spy AU]

Sliding On Ice

"Come on Barry, it's not that hard, you'll see."

"Easy for you to say, Snow." The young man groaned and heard Caitlin giggle at his behaviour. He was currently bent down, his legs apart and his hands on his knees trying to stay in balance. He was already out of breath, which he found pathetic knowing that they had been here for a total of ten minutes.

"Right, because my last name is Snow, is that it?"

Barry tried to glance up in her direction, but immediately looked back down as he felt one foot making a run for it. He stared at the white floor in front of his eyes and cursed himself for suggesting this activity. It had seemed such a good idea at first, going to the inside ice-skating ring that had just opened in Central City. And Caitlin had looked so excited when he had asked her if she wanted to go there.

But the young man had forgotten how bad he actually was at ice-skating. His feet never seemed to coordinate with his brain, he never knew what to do with his arms and his back was always doing back-and-forth movements that weren't exactly pretty to look at.

Barry took a deep breath, trying to calm his agitated heart. How was it possible that he could chase down criminals without breaking a sweat, but walking on an iced floor seemed like the most terrifying thing in the world? He let out a loud sigh. "Exactly, it has to be in your DNA or something."

Caitlin snorted and shook her head. "Yeah sure, keep telling yourself that, Allen, you're just bad at it and you don't want to admit it."

Barry's whole body shot up at the comment but he immediately lost his balance and fell on his back, his feet flying up with the fall, his head hitting the cold floor accompanied by a gruesome noise. He heard a small shriek soon followed by a worried Caitlin kneeling next to him. "You okay, Barry?"

"I'm fine." He grunted his reply.

Caitlin ignored him and grabbed his head between her hands to check its back. After seeing the lack of blood, she laid him back down, putting one finger in front of his eyes. "Follow my finger." She ordered as she moved it from right to left while observing his eyes. After a few seconds, she dropped her hand on his chest and her worried face relaxed. "It doesn't seem like you've got a concussion, you're good to go."

Barry chuckled as he raised himself to a sitting position, Caitlin's hand falling on his lap. "Well no need to go all doctor on me, I told you I was fine. I didn't fall that hard."

Caitlin rolled her eyes and stood up, stretching her hand to him so that he could follow her. "Let's try again." She suggested as soon as he was back up. "Your feet shouldn't be so parallel to each other, because then they just go front and back and you'll lose your whole balance."

"Then what I am supposed to do? Because that's the only position that keeps me on my feet." He complained like a little kid and Caitlin had to smile at that.

"Keeping you on your feet? Like a moment ago?" She snickered.

Once again, she was the aim of his glare. "Very funny, Cait."

Caitlin bit the inside of her cheek to avoid laughing more. "No but seriously, form a small angle with the line of your feet and then push to the outside. Then it'll be easier to slide across the ice."

He doubtfully looked up at her, so she gave him a reassuring smile. "Come on, take my hand and I'll help you."

He carefully grabbed her hand while the other was clutching at the railing. "I'm too young to die." Barry muttered and Caitlin just chuckled. One of the things she really liked about Barry was how he could be really serious and there for her during difficult moments, but he could also turn into an endearing little kid that she just wanted to crush into a hug.