Future Lies // Harrison Wells (Eobard)

17. but I don't agree with it

The way home was dead silent. We aren't angry with the other, that's the worst part. When we arrived home, he went straight to the kitchen, and I went to turn on the tv, after that, Harrison asked me to take a few things from the fridge.

- Rhia - I heard the sound of the knife hitting the plate, and my muscles contracted - Let's talk - I turned to look at him and saw him walking to the couch, he stood there, probably waiting for me to go.

- About what? - that question was dumb, I know about what, but I don't want to talk about it yet, I sat on the couch, and then he sat down too, leaving what I thought it was a big gap between us.

- About what happened today - he answered me, despite the tone I used to question him, in his usual calm tone - You haven't said a word about it - I starred at the crystal table.

- I know - I took a deep breath - It's just that, is. I understand why you did it, but - I sighed, gripping a small part of the couch with my hands. - I don't agree with it, it was - I noticed that not just my voice was shaking, but my whole body - it was too much - I mumbled looking at his shoes, trying to gain some courage to look into his eyes again - Don't you think that? - he stayed in silence for a moment.

- Now that I think about it. Yes, I think it was - I heard him sighing - but, I also think that it was for the best -

I finally looked at his face, he seemed conflicted - Can we just forget about it - I stood up - Is stupid - I mumbled, biting my lip - nothing happened anyway, right? - he nodded, pressing his lips - we're fine, right? -

- We are - he answered in a low tone, standing up in front of me. - I'm sorry - he whispered, and my eyes wandered around his fingers, his hand came closer to my face and touched my cheek, I gazed up and look into those icy eyes - And, are we okay? -

- We are - I whispered, giving him a half smile. He kissed my forehead and went to the kitchen, and when I saw him in front of the table, I ran to him and kissed him on the cheek. He reclined his elbows on the table, with now our faces at the same height I got closer to him slowly, I saw his lips parting, and I giggled.

- What are you up to? - He whispered, I straightened myself and ran away from the kitchen.

One mistake won't make me change my feelings for him.

I think I heard his voice coming from the kitchen, but my thoughts were keeping me still in my place, only seeing the abstract images of the screen. I felt a hand petting my hair - baby, dinner's ready -

I sat properly on the couch, and turn to look at him, that was looking at me with a slight smile, I stood up, and he moved his legs in an attempt to go back to the kitchen, but I rapidly held him, he placed his arms around my shoulders, and kissed the top of my head.

- let's eat now - I said removing from the hug and passing my hand through his arm until it found his warm hand and held it softly.

He was as soft and charismatic as always. He also told me a funny story of a woman that had trouble with his dress and a grating - I was trying to help, but she kept shouting, everyone wants to see my goodies, get out creep - I laughed so hard at his imitation of the woman's voice.

We shared more funny memories, and when we finished eating he started washing the dishes, I turn on the speakers and play some of my favorite songs, and started singing and acting up, he looked at me and chuckled - I don't understand why you like that song - he said drying his hands on a towel, and I rolled my eyes, smiling at him.

- Because someone wrote this song for someone else, and they are letting us know about a part of their story, they're sharing their feelings. How many people do that these days? - he laughed again - What? -

- Nothing, nothing - he moved his body to face me.

- You're laughing at me -

- No, I'm not. You're just so sweet - He said in a more serious tone - I'm sure you'll change a lot of things with your words - he traced my hair and moved closer to me, and I stood there smiling, looking at his face like it is the only thing that I know and care.

- I don't wanna change anything - I whispered, placing my hand around his neck.

He smiled - But there are a lot of things that need to change, and I know you'll be the one - I laughed - And now you're the one laughing at me -

- That's because you talk of me like I were some extraordinary person -

- That's because you are - he placed his hands on my waist.

- How can you be so sure of that? - I said looking apart from him.

- Because I've known you for years, I know how much potential you have -

We looked at each other for a long time, feeling the soft touch of the other, I caressed his hair, and he placed a hand on the back of my neck. I closed my eyes and enjoyed this moment with him, feeling his hand moving to my cheek, then his fingers brushing my lips. I opened my eyes and gazed at his lips, we both smiled and moved closer.