The Flash Fic: A Dead Giveaway

[kitmerlot_1213]

A 495 word The Flash drabble for the Weekend Challenge at 1_million_words    Enjoy!  This drabble folows the same timeline as  The Word on the Street.


Caitlin was not an overly emotional person, but it seems that ever since she’d started to acknowledge her Killer Frost half, she seemed to be overreacting to situations.

First, it was realizing that she was secretly crushing on Harrison Wells and that Frost expected her to tell him which caused her a mini freak out because there was no way in hell she was ever going to admit her feelings, and the second?  Well today was Feb. 13^th and Caitlin loved Feb. 13^th more than actual Valentine’s Day itself.

It was on the 13^th that her dad would take her ice skating, and they’d get a hot chocolate and talk, just the two of them, before meeting her mom for a family dinner and it was also on Feb. 13^th—“Friday the 13^th to be exact,” Ronnie had always been quick to add—that she’d gotten engaged, and that pretty much cemented her love for the pre-holiday.

Caitlin hadn’t even registered that Valentine’s Day was coming up, but once she saw S.T.A.R labs covered in red and purple hearts, she surprised herself by bursting into tears. 

Her friends nodded compassionately when she explained how personal the 13^th was for her.  Iris, the romantic soul she was, even had tears in her eyes but it was Harry’s thoughtful demeanor that threw her into an emotional tailspin, as if all of the answers to life’s biggest mysteries had just been handed to him.

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Caitlin rested her hand on the doorframe outside of Harry’s workshop, unsure if she should knock or just walk in.  He saved her the trouble by opening his door while she was in mid-contemplation, grimly placing his glasses back on the bridge of his nose.

She opened her mouth to apologize but his gruffly impatient voice overrode hers. “Snow, they were just flowers, not the key to your heart.”

She smiled slightly at his response but her face quickly sobered.  “Harry, I appreciate your giving me flowers and while the gesture was very sweet, I don’t need anyone’s pity.  I know I’ve had a pretty crappy romantic life and I’m working on improving it, so…”

He stepped quickly into the hallway and grasped Caitlin by the shoulders, startling her into silence.  Harry gazed at her intently before speaking in the gravest tone she’d ever heard him use.  “You need to understand that you have your whole life ahead of you and there are people around you who want to be a part of it.”

His voice softened as he took in her stunned speechlessness.  “I mean, do you even know the meaning of the flowers I picked out?  Lily of the Valley means ‘return to happiness’ and primrose means ‘I can’t live without you.’”

And with those words, Harry moved back towards his workshop, stoutly refusing to look in her direction, but right before he closed his door, he turned to hesitantly meet Caitlin’s still shocked expression.  “Balls in your court now, Snow.”

Comments

[katleept.livejournal.com]

This is great, and I like the thought of those two together better than I thought I would! :)

What would you like for your reward?

[kitmerlot1213.livejournal.com]

Snowells are my new favorite ship--thanks for reading :)

You can just add to your WIP if you want :):)

[katleept.livejournal.com]

I did the second draft of my soon-to-be-released third and last big bang in your honor and also picked up an old AU world with another drabble . Thanks again for playing/writing! (https://katleept.livejournal.com/871075.html)