My, My, My! (Caitlin Snow Imagine)
****************************************************************************************************Request: Hey there, I have just discovered that there is practically zero Reader/Caitlin Snow fic ou there. So I was wondering if you could do something where Reader realizes she is gay when she falls in love with Caitlin? Or maybe had just recently realized it? You have artistic license with the rest but angst with a happy ending is always a fave!! Thanks for having a blog for such a specific but needed niche. Keep up the good work. Ps. Do you have a master list? Thanks!
A/N: Apparently I only post once every month, I’ll work on that I promise. There’s a lot that I want to write and I feel excited to do so. I promise I will try to be better at posting I just don’t use this blog as my main one AND my imagines aren’t my main writing project so I tend to not prioritize this. However, I will try to update more often and I’ll try to finally finish the requests I’ve had in my inbox since like literally a year ago. I love Caitlin Snow and I will defend her until my dying breath. (Don’t ask me why I went with that title I couldn’t decide what to name this and that song came up on shuffle so...)
************************************************************************************************** You walk into Jitters, you eyes glued to your phone. It’s not that you were obsessed with your phone, you were not, but when Caitlin Snow was texting you there was no way you couldn’t reply. You chuckle quietly to yourself before typing back a response. She immediately responds and you feel someone grab your shoulders.
“Boo,” the person whispers in your ear.
You scream and smack the hand on your shoulder. “Calm down it’s just me.” You recognize the voice as Caitlin’s and you take a deep breath. You hear her laugh as she moves to stand next to you. You smack her arm before saying,”That was not funny.”
“It was a little funny,” Caitlin says. “Just a little but I am sorry for scaring you that bad.”
“It’s totally fine, it’s not like I thought you were going to rob me and I was going to die,” you reply sarcastically.
“Let me buy you a coffee to make it up to you.”
“Now you’re talking Dr. Snow.”
You sit on one of the chairs as Caitlin walks to the counter. She had your order memorized so you knew there was no point in going with her. You look over at Caitlin and admire her smile. That smile that could light up your entire day without even trying. That smile you would do anything to see. That smile that you were totally not in love with. There was no way you were in love with Caitlin.
She turns and meets your eyes, giving you that smile she reserved just for you. She turns back to the cashier and you sigh. You totally were not in love with Caitlin Snow at all. She walks back over to you, two coffee cups in her hands. She places them down in front of you before sitting down in front of you.
“So,” Caitlin begins. “The cashier asked me out and I told him you were my girlfriend so he’d back off.”
You stare, speechless for a few moments before regaining your composure. “Did you really do that?”
She nods. “I told him no twice but he really was not getting the point so I had to take extreme measures. I don’t really think he bought it though.” You notice her hand on top of the table and you place yours on top of hers. “Well let’s make sure he gets the point, girlfriend.”
“I like the way you think,” she says. “Girlfriend.”
You ignore the way your chest feels when she calls you her girlfriend, trying to focus on your friendship with her. That’s all it was, a friendship. No matter how much it ate you up inside every time she talked about a cute guy and no matter how hard it was to lie to her and pretend you were straight. She was just your friend. Your friend you were totally in love with and couldn’t do anything about.
“(Y/N)?” Caitlin asks. “You okay?”
You snap yourself out of your thoughts, and nod. “Yeah, everything’s fine.”
She raises her eyebrow at you and you try your best to not focus on how attractive she looks when she does that. “I know you, something’s bothering you. What’s wrong?”
You look away and occupy yourself by looking at all the people walking outside the coffee shop. You look back at her and you curse in your head. If you didn’t at least tell her you were gay, it would eat you up until you did.
“I have something I need to tell you,” you say. You take a deep breath before continuing. “I’m gay.”
Caitlin gives you a soft smile before squeezing your hand reassuringly. “Me too,” she replies.
You stare at her, your mouth slightly agape. She giggles and you can’t stop the grin that crosses your face. “Is that all you wanted to tell me?” Caitlin asks, her eyebrow still raised.
You’re about to nod when you notice her lean in slightly. It’s barely noticeable but you notice it and once you notice it you decide to tell her what you had been holding in since the first week you met her.
“I like you,” you blurt out. “A lot. In the gay way. You were the reason I realized it in the first place or I guess you were the reason I admitted it to myself. I know you probably don’t feel the same way but if there’s even a small chance you could I, I had to get it out there.”
Caitlin smiles at you before pulling your hand, making you lean in towards her. “Well (Y/N), you really are lucky because I like you too.”
You close the gap between the two of you and capture her lips in a soft kiss. She tastes like vanilla and you decide that vanilla is your new favorite flavor. You pull away and smile at her. “I bet that cashier believes you now,” you joke.
Caitlin laughs and you finally give yourself permission to admire her. To really appreciate her beauty. You finally didn’t have to hide your feelings for the brown eyed doctor. She presses another kiss to your lips before getting up. “Come on,” she says.
“Where are we going?” you ask while you get up from your seat.
“We are going on a real date or we can order takeout and go to my apartment,” Caitlin replies.
“The second option sounds a lot better,” you say.
“I wonder why,” she teases. She takes your hand in hers and you let her lead the way to her apartment. You could get used to this. She places a kiss to your hand and your smile grows. You could definitely get used to this.
