For story sakes, just picture the guy above with dyed dark red hair. Thanks! Onwards!
'-an't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She is gonna let nobody)
P p p poker face, p p p poker face
(Muh muh muh muh)
P p p poker face, p p poker face
(Muh muh muh muh)'Dominic groans softly as he stirs in his sleep.
"What are you doing?" A young brunette woman asks, her doe like eyes staring at a long black haired, cocoa brown skinned man in amusement.
"He likes this song." The man replies as if it were obvious.
"How could you possibly know that?" The woman asks skeptically but her bemused smile shows she's being playful. The long haired man shrugs.
"I checked his Facebook page." He replies and Dominic starts to squeeze his eyes shut, trying to open them. Felt like he was sleeping for forever. "I mean, he can hear everything, right?" The man continues, trying to provide reason for his nonsense. Dominic is starting to grow annoyed with the music, never liking pop.
"Turn that Googoo crap off." Dominic growls, his voice rough and raspy. Two loud gasps are his reply followed by a third and the sound of someone jumping up in bed. Dominic turns his head to the left and sees another red haired man in the hospital bed beside him, but he's sitting up and looking around frantically.
"Oh my God!" The long haired man exclaims with surprise, most likely frightened by the two red headed men's sudden awakening.
"Where am I?" The man beside Dominic asks as the woman starts to check him over.
"They're up!" The woman states.
"Dr. Wells, get to the cortex, like, right now." The long haired man calls over a machine. He then turns, moving over to Dominic who is looking between all the people in the room. The woman starts to ramble off words as she flashes a light in the other man's face. The man pushes the woman away, trying to get up.
"Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, relax. Everything's okay, man. You're at S.T.A.R. Labs." The long haired man tries to soothe the other man's worried expression.
"S.T.A.R. Labs? Who are you?" The man replies, looking at the long haired man curiously. Dominic takes in the high tech room, eying the cool looking computers at a glass desk that has screens built into the glass.
"I'm Cisco Ramon. She's Caitlin-Dr. Snow." This "Cisco" replies, talking in a gentle voice.
"I need you to urinate in this." Dr. Snow comments when the man they're worrying over looks her way. Dominic peers over best he can and sees a small plastic cup.
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Fanfic"I don't do tights." The redhead growls and Cisco raises his hands in surrender, backing away from the intimidating young man. "Alright, no tights. Got it." Cisco concedes. *** "Good morning, Emerson." Harrison Wells greets as he wheels in. Dominic...