It had taken many days after the 'incident' for you to finally set back into a regular schedule - a regular life again. Harry hadn't so much as brought up the wedding you both were horribly robbed of amongst this whole mess. He wanted you to be ready for something that significant in your own time.
You wander into your grand walk-in closet, finding your wedding dress in its clear protective bag at the far end of the space. Unzipping and removing the case, you flounce out the dress and glide your fingers down the soft white fabric where it hangs. You should have been married by now, to the man who loves you with every part of himself. Not that you would ever have regretted trading places with Jesse, but you do wish that things hadn't gone quite so awry with the timing of it all.
You sigh to yourself and cross your arms, a sombre look on your face.
"Hey," a voice startles you from behind. Your hand falls away from the dress upon seeing Harry.
"Hey..." you reply.
"You okay?" Harry inches closer to you.
"Yeah. I was just, I don't know... thinking I should be your wife right now, but I'm not-" You're about to ramble, but Harry breaks your string of thoughts by hugging you close. You relax in his arms. You'd missed his touch more than you could ever say while stuck in Darhk's clutches and now you savoured every hug, every bit of contact.
"I know, Flower," he murmurs into your hair, "and I'm sorry that the wedding didn't happen."
"It's not your fault," you tell him, "I ran off to make a deal with Darhk. I'm the one who messed things up."
"Yes, to save my daughter." Harry pulls away from you to hold your cheeks tenderly. "You saved Jesse. Someone who was scared of the future and, because of that, treated you so terribly. But you saw past all that. Gradually getting to know her, and in the end, you were willing to sacrifice yourself for her to come back to me safe and sound. That is an amazing thing you did."
You look up at him and see the pure adoration in his eyes.
"And I don't think I can ever thank you enough for that, Flower." You step up onto your toes and kiss him.
"Marrying me will be enough. That's all I want in this world right now."
Harry squints as if in thought. You tilt your head as you watch him, silently asking him to tell you what's running through that brilliant mind of his.
"If we can get enough help to set something up and get invitations out again... maybe we would be able to rearrange it quickly?"
"How quickly?" You know you're beginning to sound impatient, but you truly want to marry him more than anything.
"A week or two, maybe sooner? We do happen to know two Speedsters."
An ecstatic grin breaks out on your face.
"A-are you sure, Harry? Is this what you want?" you inquire. Yes, you really want to marry him, but you want to make these decisions together. You didn't want to be the one to push the marriage if he didn't want it to happen right away. But then again, he wouldn't be in deep thought about it if he didn't.
"Of course, I do, baby. What I want is to make you the happiest woman because you deserve the best and most precious things in life. And if I can do something to fulfill that, then I will."
"Okay." You bite your lip, then go to peck his own a couple times, "I love you so much."
"And I love you."
You snuggle into his chest and drape an arm around him. "You are my happiness, Harry," you murmur.
You feel him smile as he holds you tightly, placing a kiss on the top of your head. There are a few seconds of silence before he speaks again.
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Primrose Path (A Harry Wells x Reader Insert)
FanfictionWhen you, a lovely florist, move to Central City to open your flower shop, you had no idea you'd fall for such a complicated and dangerous man who deals in a less-than-legal business. Harrison Wells - a major player and powerhouse within the undergr...