Future Lies // Harrison Wells (Eobard)

14. It must be so

Cisco, Harrison and I were going down to the accelerator ring. Not the most joyful trip but after Joe came and gave us notice of what we're doing, we, in a certain way had been lucky that the metahumans we have encountered had died, but that doesn't mean that all of them are going to be death.

- We have to decouple the injection system on the gantry level. I'll be right back - Harrison said reversing his wheelchair.

- Why don't I do that? - Cisco said, probably he didn't want to be here, but who does.

- I need the exercise - he blinked - Miss Rosehell, please follow me - He said, my lips parted and formed a smile.

When we came back, Cisco seemed affected for the brief time spent there alone, Dr. Wells seemed to notice it too.

- It must be hard coming back down here, a lot happened that night. If you feel the need to talk - Harrison was saying, but Cisco interrupted him with the silly excuse about the voltage calculations and left the place as fast as he finished talking.

I stroked his shoulder while looking at the inside of the accelerator, this must be difficult for him too.

- What about you, are you okay - I gave him a half smile and nodded, he took my hand and guided me to sit on his lap.

- I. Its - I looked at him and gasped - I don't - I bit my bottom lip - I don't wanna talk about it - I muttered.

- Alright - he rubbed my hand with his thumb and I leaned on him, I gave him a kiss on the cheek - I'm sorry - he whispered closing his eyes, and I straightened myself.

I caressed his cheek - It wasn't anybody's fault -I said in a soft tone, and he opened his eyes, I smiled at him - Or in the worst case - I lowed my hand to his neck - It's everybody's fault - he gave me what I think it meant to be a smile, my fingers touching his face, I bent, and our lips brushed, I giggled and looked at him, with his eyes closed he pulled my face closer to him, so our lips met again. - Now let's get out of here - I stood up from his lap, and we made our way out of this place.

After Barry brought us a sample of the metahuman's DNA, We've been analyzing it. Harrison and I made a 3D molecular model of the gas. After that, the rest of the team came, and we were able to learn more from the man we were encountering.

Finally, this man was on a cell, and we all can go home, well not everyone because I lost my charger, and I was searching for it everywhere.

When I entered the cortex, he was staring at Barry's suit - Found it - I said shaking the charger, and he gazed up at me.

- Let's go, baby - He smiled, and we left the building.

- Why don't you drive this time? - He said giving me the key of the car.

- Uh. Are you sure about that? - I said in between teeth, and he chuckled.

- It's a calm night. - He stood up from the wheelchair and left it on the backseats - You can do it - he kissed my head and rounded the car.

- You're a good driver, but you need to relax - He said turning on the music and went directly to the kitchen.

He made most of the cooking, as usual, we had a pleasant conversation, and when we finish eating and cleaning up the dishes, we went to our room.

I took out my notebook and started writing and doodling. Soon after, Harrison came out of the bathroom, he was wearing those pants he uses to sleep, passed a towel through his damp hair and I stared at him, that hair, that face, and those arms, my eyes wandered over his body, and as a reflex, I bit my lip. How can he be the smartest man on earth, and also the most attractive?

He seemed to notice it because I heard him chuckle, I turn back my gaze to the notebook gasping.

- What are you doing? - He threw the towel away and walked towards the bed.

- Nothing - I said closing the notebook and he chuckled again.

- Is that a diary? - he asked pointing at the notebook I was holding and sat by my side.

- No, It's not -

- That's cute - I blushed - Can I read it? -

- What? No! - I said pressing the notebook against my chest.

- Why not? -

- Well, It's, personal - I answered looking at the lamp on the nightstand.

- Personal - He whispered coming closer to me. - Do you write about me in your diary? - he said and I gulped, I could feel my face going completely red, he kept getting closer, I closed my eyes, feeling his breath against my face. - Do you - he caressed my hair and kissed my neck - write about me - he said kissing the other side of my neck, and I let go of a sigh.

- I - His hands went to my waist while he kept kissing my neck, my hands touched his hair, it still damp, that's the only thing I thought, that, and Harrison.