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Distraction {Cisco Ramon}

*The Flash*

The tears ran down your face as your stomach cramped and laughter escaped your mouth.

You and Cisco were all alone in the lab so you two got to talking.

"Don't laugh. That was a very traumatic experience for me," Cisco said, trying to hold back his laughter.

When you didn't stop, Cisco decided to join with you. You calmed down after a little while and wiped the tears away from your face.

"I haven't laughed that hard in a while," you told him. "Thank you for that."

Cisco smiled warmly at you.

"No problem. Glad I could be of service."

You placed your hand on his and moved your chair closer to him.

"I mean it. You're a really great guy, Cisco. I haven't met a lot of those in my life," you said quietly.

"Yeah, like I said, it's no problem," he responded.

You leaned in closer to him so that your lips were barely touching. Just as they were about to make contact, you heard someone clear their throat.

You and Cisco turned to see who it was and when you saw 'Harrison Wells' there, you both quickly pulled away.

"Dr Wells!" you exclaimed. "We didn't see you there."

"Clearly," he simply stated. "Isn't it a little late for you both to be here?"

Cisco stood up first.

"Um, you're right. We were just leaving," he lied. "You need a ride, Y/N?"

You were about to answer but got stopped by Harrison.

"No, she'll be fine. I need her assistance with something anyway," he said.

Cisco looked at you with a raised eyebrow as if he were asking, 'you gonna be okay?'. You nodded and he walked off sceptically.

As soon as he was sure he left, Harrison stood up from his wheelchair and walked to you intimidatingly. He hovered above your chair and placed his hands on the arms. He stared you deep in your eyes and you just stared back blankly.

"Y/N. Y/N. Y/N," he tutted while shaking his head in disappointment. "Fraternising with the help, are we?"

You pushed him away and stood up so that your chest was against his.

"Never call him that again," you told him.

"Ooh, did I struck a nerve?" he asked tauntingly.

"Don't talk about things you know nothing about, Eobard," you warned him.

"Or else what?" he asked you. "Hm? Will you go to the movies with him? Have a coffee date? Kiss him?"

You backed away from him and avoiding his eye contact.

"Oh, I forgot. You already did that haven't you? What's next? Moving in together? Marriage?"

"Shut up. Just shut up!" you told him. "What happens between me and Cisco is none of your concern."

"How? How is it none of my concern, when you're my wife?!" he yelled which made you jump a little but you regained your composure.

"Am I? I must've forgotten, since I've spent so much time being Harrison Wells' assistant!"

"You know why I'm doing this," he defended. "You know why!"

"That doesn't mean I'm okay with it," you responded.

"Since when? Because at the beginning, you were all for it but now you aren't because...." he stopped with a look of realization on his face. "You're in love with him."

"What?" you breathed out. "Don't be ridiculous. I'm only pretending to like him so that he doesn't get suspicious of our plan."

"No, you're lying," he said. "I can tell because the way you look at him is the exact same way I look at you and the way you used to look at me."

Acting in fear, you began kissing Eobard passionately.

"I don't love him. I only love you and I'll prove it tonight," you said in between the kisses.

While all this was happening though, Eobard thought to himself,

'Ramon has become to much of a distraction. I'll need to deal him, personally.'