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[aryaarathornson]

Harrison Wells (E2)x Y/N

My favorite time of the day

Author note. Hey everybody! I just want to say I never write a fic, and nevertheless publish it. Sorry if there’s any mistake. English is not my first language

Warning: A curse word...or two maybe?

I enter the Cortex soooo mad, one of your hand on fire.

-Woah, why are you so fierly angry today? say Cisco with a big smile on his face, while he give me a towel. I take it and compress the fire.

-Got it, fierly? Because you cont...

-Yes Cisco I control fire, but my brother is such...

-A pain in your ass, we know say Cisco and Barry on the same time.

-Don’t worry, Y/N, it’s gonna work out, like always, says Caitlin

-Just...How did you manage to not kill Oliver on the island? ask Barry

-I ask myself thet every day, and I cry of all the misses opportunity… you know, an arrow in his back, or maybe one in each eyes…

-I know how you feel, say Cisco

We high five each other. What will we do with our brother?

-Sooo,where’s Harry?

-In his workshop duh. He’s been there all night

-Yeah I know

Harry and I have a complicated, but also so simple relationship. I don’t know half of what team Flash say on science, I have no degree on any science stuff, but Harry teaches me some base to at least follow what’s happening. We spend so much time together, but speak little. I often read besides him while he do his scientific stuff. Oh, and Jesse and him may be sleeping in my guest room. And he cooks so wonderfully. To say I didn’t develop feelings to the blue eyes scientist would be a big lie. He has, under all this grumpy attitude, a kind heart and loyalty. I see the inside before the outside. Something that I learn to do on Lian Yu. But, I have to say that the blue eyes, and the arm have a big, strong, beautiful impact on me…

I quit the cortex under the hidden smile and exchange glances of team Flash. I knock on the open door. Harry look at me and nod, a pencil in his mouth, a tool in his hand to work on my fire compressor. That thingy will be on my chest, and will regulate my body with my inner fire. I can’t do anything, in a way. It always end in something on fire. Happy, angry, even sweaty makes something on fire. So that object will allow me to do what I want, like go out for coffee, and not just to my home...our home… much better if I don’t go that way.

 -Do you want any help? He grunts and shake his head to tell me to go closer. 

He put his tool down and take the pencil away

-Could you light this up? Just to remodel the structure

.He shows the place on the fire compressor. I light my pinky finger. The beautiful blue flame emerge from it. Blue is my favorite color, and I just can’t put away the picture of two blue orb, that watch me, and take so different nuances dependant HIS mood. And when his hand takes mine to guide me, I nearly lost it.

The feelings I’ve got for him...they scared me a bit. I never had a crush, and even less had love feelings for a special someone. Before Lian Yu, I was… a bitch, but after the Island, I became suspicious of everyone. I never trust anyone, and Harry, when he arrives, we understand each other. We have done bad things that we will regrets for the rest of our life, and even worst, we have done horrible things that we don’t regrets, because we have to protect the people we care about.

Harry’s strong hand guide me and enlighten the zone he wants. His touch was a bit cooler than mine, but it's because I’ve got a higher temperature than him. But it makes me feel good nevertheless. He let go of my hand and drop a brief thanks. He stand up and I straighten up. He took his cup of coffee

-So, I’ll put this on your chest, and the quicker way to see if it works is you to do exercise, says Harry before taking a sip

-I could do the Salmon ladder

He choke on his drink. He cough a bit. I massage his back with one hand

-Are you okay

-Yeah, wrong hole, he says while a bit coughing. But yeah, it’s a good idea

-I will go change while you find something else to do. I know you love work on scientific things.

-I prefer watch you. Not you but, you know, the exercise to see if the fire compressor works

.-Yeah, okay

I leave to go in my drawer of my desk in the cortex. I was blushing hard. So hard, damn get yourself girl. I take my black sport bra and my black jogging and go change in the med bay after I pull the curtain, and I do a bit of stretching before I went back to Harry. I went outside the med bay. I see Harry’s waiting for me with the device in his hands. The fire compressor is physically the same as the tachyon device of Barry, but a bit smaller.

-Can I? ask Harry with the prototype in hands.

-Yeah, I trust you

Why on hell did I say that. Keep a straight face Y/N, keep a straight face. 

Harry pose the engine on me and his movement where cautious and methodic. I was grateful to him for that. He keeps his eyes on the device and not on my body nor on my scars. He’s gentle and sweet.

 -So, give it a try

We quit the Cortex and go to the Crimson Room. My hero name is the Crimson Queen, but Cisco says he named it after the blood spilled. I must say I laugh hard after he says that. In the Crimson Room, there’s a Salmon ladder, and a few training dummy. Harry go sit on the bench while a took the metal bar. I work for a while. I was hot, but it didn’t matter. After a couple of minutes, I went back to the ground. I see Harry’s watching me, the expression blank, except for his mouth a bit open. I couldn’t help the smile on my face

-Impressed?

-Always, was his quick answer

He scrapes his throat.

 -So, it works?

-It’s you that have make it, Harry. Of course it works

This time he smile. He is cute. He should smile more often.

His expression change. His smile became smuggy.

-Is that so?

Shit. Oh hell no. I really said it out lout? It never happened to me before! Please, can I die now?

-Uhhh

He took one step closer, and both of his hands frames my face and he put me on one hell of a kiss. This kiss was exactly like him. Sweet, careful, but so hot. One of my hand went to his neck, and the other to his side. I respond fully to the kiss. We move in sync. When we broke apart, his eyes were still close, and I was smiling

.-I can understand now why you wanted to watch me

.-What can say. You doing exercise is my favorite time of the day.

@countlesswells @bitchybouquetcheesecakesthings @katarina-newgate @agmae-fullbuster @sammygirl1 @webreathesongs @letyourimaginationrun

[jchan4213]

Harrison Wells (E-2) x Reader

Hello friends of tumblr I am a novice writer that does X Readers in my free time. The storyline of this piece was actually inspired by a dream I had a couple of nights ago. You went to CCU with Harrison wells and you Majored in Literature and Performing arts, the two of you were better known as a Campus Couple as the two of you were always studying and seen together, after graduation and before he became the renowned scientist that he is, he had a part time job as a Emergency first responder and you went on to become a stage manager at the local arts club and under a tough circumstance you to meet again not long after graduation. 

Warnings: Angst, injury, breakups, mental illness.

   Y/N and Harrison. Harrison and Y/N. There were no way to talk about one and not bring up the other, the two of them were always together like two peas in a pod, strange though since the two major in opposite faculties, they would bus to school together, have lunch together, study together, one time Y/N was having a bad day so Harrison didn’t go to his lecture, but instead comforted Y/N for the entire day in the library. Time do catch up with you, and the harsh reality was, they just weren’t meant to be, after graduation Y/N moved to Starling City and landed a job as a Stage Manager for the city’s grand production, and Harrison with his Bachelors in Health Sciences, now works as a paramedic and the two just drifted apart, every now and then Y/N would write Harrison a letter and he would write one back, after a year it was like they have forgotten about each other, until today. 

“Y/N, did you pack the energy drinks?” questioned Andy, Andy was the Production assistant at the Theatre Y/N works at, the two of them are basically like siblings. 

“Yeah, you won’t even need it it’s only a 2 hour drive” 

“Better safe then sorry Y/N. I ponder, do you think you’ll bump into the guy you used to see at CCU?

“Who? Harrison? I’m sure he’s busy with his life, plus we’re only there for 2 days, there’s no need to bother him.” 

“Hey, who knows maybe the 2 of you can respark that relationship?”

“Who cares Andy? I’m sure he’s happy with Tess right now, get in the car”

The two of them are on their way to a festival that is showcasing the latest and greatest live productions in the tri cities this year, it was around 6 in the evening, the rain started to pour, the entire evening just had a bad aura to it.

Y/N and Andy are about 15 minutes away from city centre, when from a far they heard what sounded like a honk from a trunk, some tire screeches, and a sudden flash of bright light. A drunk man decided it was a great idea to drive his industrial truck back while heavily intoxicated, resulting in a 3 way car accident, hitting Y/N and Andy first. 

Andy wakes up from his momentarily lost of consciousness covered in glass, but luckily it’s seems that other then some scratches and bruises, he is mostly fine. 

“Y/N are you okay, hey! Hey!”

No response. He inches closer towards her and finds that her head was bleeding and her arm was stuck out the window with a shard of glass right through it. 

“Help! Someone please help! Call an ambulance! Someone is hurt! Help!”

A uniformed police officer runs up to their car, “Sir please remain calm an ambulance is on the way, at this time please step away from the vehicle and take a seat to the side” Andy took a deep breath in and he got a large whiff of gasoline. 

“Y/N! Hey! Wake up! Come on!”

“Stop yelling, fuck. My head.”

“Y/N come on this officer and I are gonna pull you out, the car is leaking Gasoline, we have to get out now.”

Once they got Y/N out of the car they could hear from a distance the ambulance siren, and the team leader of the Paramedics? Harrison Wells. 

“Over here” called over the officer 

“Harrison? I- I don’t feel too great Harry, I think- I think something bad happened. 

“Ma’am? Y/N look at me, don’t close your eyes. Hey I need a gurney over here! Sweetie I believe you have a concussion, I am now going to control the bleeding on your arm, this will hurt for a second” Said Harrison, and in a second he took out the shard of glass from her arm and pressed gauze on it to subside the bleeding. Y/N tried to stand up only to nearly fall and having Harrison catch here and put her onto the gurney, “Bring the two to CC General, give her 1/1000 mL of adrenaline, don’t let her lose concussioness I believe she has a grade 3 concussion” 

After arriving at the hospital and undergoing 8 hours of surgery, Y/N finally regains consciousness, Andy sitting beside you reading a magazine with a bandage cross his forehead, “About time you woke up, you slept for an entire day, guess we won’t be able to catch those plays afterall. How are you feeling?”

“Like a down 2 bottles of tequila and jumped off my balcony landing on my head.”

“Wow, Sounds fun”

The doctor comes into the room doing his rounds, “ah Y/N we finally got you back with us! You were in a traffic accident resulting in a grade 3 concussion with minor brain bruising and fractured collarbone, the stab wound through your arm did not cause any nerve or tendon damage, but you will have to stay at the hospital for another couple of days to be kept under surveillance. On your way to the hospital we lost you for a second, but the paramedics used an AED to dave your life.”

All that came out of her mouth for a response was “Ah, I see”

“I will let you rest, I will be back in the morning to give you a check up”

and when the doctor left the room another uniformed gentle let himself in,

“I don’t see you in 2 years and when I do you’re covered in blood? I don’t see you in 2 years and I had to use an AED on you? Y/N L/N what the hell have you gotten yourself into? Complained Harrison

“It’s not like she wanted to get into a 3 way accident, that man was drunk driving and we just so happened to be there in the right time” Defended Andy

“Thanks Harry” Y/N whispered

He walked up to her bed and stroked Y/N hair, 

“Kiddo, I’m just glad that you’re okay”

Y/N sees the engagement ring on his hand.

“Congrats! Tess is one lucky girl” Y/N says

“I’m the lucky one, wedding is in February I sent out an invitation to your old studio, but I don’t think you ever received it.

“No, no I didn’t” 

“I was hoping you would be my Grooms-Women, none of my guys are as close as you and I, we can talk about it when you don’t have a concussion and under Morphine.”

“Sure thing Harry” Y/N smiled.

“I have another 3 hours before my shift ends I will talk to you later, and nice meeting you Andy” 

Y/N smiles.

Harrisons phone rings and replies “Hey sweetie, Yeah I have 3 more hours and then I will come and finish the laundry, how about we go out for dinner tonight? I love you honey!” and he leaves the room.

[amarabliss]

The Sound of Your Voice (Harry Wells/reader)

“Harry!”

He felt a tickling sensation on the back of his neck as you yelled for him. No matter the tone you used it ruffled him to varying degrees.

Right now you were rushing to be someplace. Someplace with him. You were rushing him…The slight nag at the beginning of his name made him crack a smile as you walked toward him, “Yes my love?”

“You’re ready?” You seemed doubtful.

“More than ready.” He pulled out a flower from behind his back making you gasp.

“Oh Harry!” Ah yes that was the one he loved. The one that made his heart soar.

He loved the sound of your voice.

[jchan4213]

Latte Love Story-Harrison(Harry)Wells x Reader

Authors Notes) Hello there! This is indeed a reader insert that involves Harry from THE FLASH(TV) I don’t usually write, but I got this idea stuck in my head and I gotta get it unstuck some how. Warnings: Mention of blood, weapons and Depression. I can’t guarantee you a happy ending. Enjoy!

It rained this morning, it’s still raining, but half as bad. You and Harrison admire each other like a phenomenal piece of art, but the two of you were too afraid to engage into anything, so here you are two awkward emotionally stupid physicists and so the rain continues. 

Nothing much happened today, Barry and the other 2 are out camping to get some fresh air even in this shit weather they decided to camp out. That leaves You, Jesse, and Harrison in the lab. No scratch that, Jesse went clubbing with Wally, so just you and Harrison. Oh boy. Harry walked into the cortex where you were on the computer near the med bay doing some minor research for the university. “Oh, I didn’t know you were coming in today, don’t like camping?” He rambled, “Camping out in the rain? No thank-you, And I just into a new apartment and all my stuff are in boxes, Barry and Cisco promised to help me unpack once they come back, so I’ve got nothing to do on a Friday in Central city and it’s pouring rain, coming to the lab seemed like the best idea, I didn’t think you’d stop by too” you acknowledge. Harry smirked and dropped his bag onto a chair and plopped down in front of the main computer which gives him the perfect view of your back. He looks at you with such kind eyes and yet you don’t even turn around to acknowledge that he’s staring, you finally turned around and that sudden movement made Harry quickly look at his computer screen. “I’m gonna go down to the pipeline to deliver Brunch to our guests, so just in case you were wondering where I were, I’d be there” you mumbled. He didn’t say anything, he just smiled and nodded. You had ordered delivery waffles and coffees for the guests in the prison, they are bad people, but the least they can get is decent meals, it’s not their fault that they got these powers, but it is their fault that they chose to do harm with it. You opened the entrance to the pipeline, “Good morning guys, today we’ve got Waffles-” then you were suddenly cut off “Shut up, just drop off the food and leave, why do you talk so much” came one of the prisoners “You shut up, she’s the only one here taking care of us, without her we’d probably he dead”, fought another “Dead is better then being stuck here!” 

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but I’m gonna drop these off and I’ll go” and so you did just that. On your way back from the pipeline the lights in the hall flickered for a second, and shortly after you could hear Harry running down the hall, he ran into you. “Y/N, did you see that? The lights! I heard on the radio on the way here that the rain storm might cause a power outage, Star Labs has a backup generator right?” 

“Actually our backup generator is a bit wonky ever since the explosion, it goes on and off at will.”

“I’ll go see what I can do about it, and you can go to make sure everyone in the pipeline is locked up” 

You went down to the pipeline to fine one of the prisoners with a tool attempting to breakout of the cell.

“No, Anthony that won’t work stop tampering with the cell”

“No, you see sweetie, once the power goes out, there’s 3.6 seconds before the back up generator comes on and I’m gonna use that 3.6 seconds to get the fuck outta here”

“N-” The lights flickered, then it flickered again. 

“Y/N, I don’t think I can fix it please come back up here” you heard Harry announce, then the lights flickered and went out 

and Anthony added “Nows my time” and in a blink of an eye he stepped out of the cell and blades emerged from his fists (Similar to Wolverine) “Thanks for the waffles lovely, but I hate waffles” and like that he stabbed you in the abdomen and ran off 

“Harr-” you inhaled “Harry-” you dragged yourself to the cortex, unintentionally smearing blood on the wall you could see the cortex from here. 

“Y/N, I was thinking I can make a call over to Mercury labs and ask Tina for some compartments to the the generator” he whipped his head back “I can-” and he saw you half covered in blood, leaning against the wall, with the area your hand was covering dripping with fresh blood, “H- Harry we uh- we have a problem” you whispered shortly after you slid off the wall. 

“Oh my god, Y/N, wh-, what? No, no, no” he cried as he applied pressure to your wound that won’t stop 

“I hate hospitals, pl- please don’t-, just call Julian” you manage to say before you knocked out

The next thing you knew Julian was here hooking you up to Saline and Blood, you looked down and saw Harrys hand pressing down on your abdomen

“We have to control the bleeding fast, at this rate she’s gonna bleed out on us” you heard a english voice utter before you saw and heard nothing.

TBC

[amarabliss]

Distraction Redux (Harrison Wells/Reader)

Imagine Dr. Harrison Wells strolling in on you drunk and laying on his desk half naked...oh the things that can happen...

**This is a revival/new content/new look version of this series. I want to do it justice and feel like the first part went well. Stay tuned!**

NOTE: The reader for this was an engineering assistant to Ronnie, which is why they stuck around after the accident. They know about Barry and I’m sure have helped out with many of the gizmos they build. 

 Dr. Harrison Wells stared at the article heading unchanged. Waving a hand over the console he glanced over the minor articles. He didn’t know why he did this to himself…it just made him more homesick. Sighing he turned wiping a hand over his face his eyes landing  on his chair.

He stared at it with contempt as his hands rested on his hips. He hated this thing with a passion that did not encompass words from this known world. The only thing he hated more was Flash.

He took a seat powering it up quickly and maneuvered it out into the hall the time vault closing behind him. He didn’t have time to be homesick and worrying about chairs. He needed to figure out a way to get Barry faster and it was turning out to be much more difficult then he anticipated.

Turning into the cortex he breathed a sigh of relief seeing it was empty. He’d risk standing but with all the excitement going on lately somehow he’d knew it come to bite him in the ass.

Rolling over to a computer he tapped the keyboard sparking life into his eyes flicking over the room. He had to do a double take over to his office his heart skipping a beat seeing a pair of legs hanging off his desk.

His heart thumped loudly in his ears as he rolled over. Despite having the ability to zoom across distances he took the slow agonizing path, letting all the worst scenarios pas through his mind.

He rolled into the office stopping the chair at the end of the desk tilting his head, “Y/N?”

“Hm?” You smiled lifting your head toward him, “Ah…There you are…”

He stared at your form laying on his desk topless. He was trying to remain focused on your face, but was finding it exceeding hard. His eyes kept flicking down to your stomach leading up to the delicate lingerie that pushed up your delicate breast in the most…alluring way. There was no doubt that he’d found you beautiful fully dressed…now…you had ascended to the state of a goddess.

You sat up looking at him with rosey red cheeks a smirk playing across your lips, “You…you  are…exactly what I need right now.”

“I walk into work this morning and find you shirtless on my desk…” He stayed where he was watching you slowly begin to shift your weight to your feet, “Exactly how much have you had to drink tonight?”

“Meh…” You waved the question off almost toppling over catching yourself on his desk knocking papers around. You were cute trying to play it off like you meant to do everything. He’d never seen you like this ever, “I was helping Barry…Barry n…n…”

“Caitlin?”

“Caitlin!” You pointed at him, “Yes…she was there too…we uh…tried a new Caitlin brew.”

Wells sighed and half smiled amused by conversation, “So you just had a sip…”

“I had a sip…” You admitted taking him by surprise as you sat down straddling him in his chair, “But…but that doesn’t even matter…”

“Uh…” He swallowed trying to wet his suddenly dry throat as he gripped the chairs arms tightly as you continued.

“I see…the way you look at me…” You smiled your eyes narrowing on him as you began to speak with your hands. Eventually landing on his tense flanges gripping the chair’s arm, “I’m not always consumed with my work, like you think I am.”

“Y/N…” He flipped his hands grabbing the backs of your arms before your roaming hands could proceed further than his shoulders, “You’re drunk…”

“That’s okay…it’s okay…I just…I came to see you.” Your small frame escaped his grasp allowing your hands to move to his neck, your thumbs caressing his just behind his jaw sending shivers down his spine, “I had to say that I have always liked you…even when you yelled at me that one time for proceeding without Ronnie present…it was so hot…”

 “Y/N…” He began to protest again, but was cut off as you leaned into him your lips planted themselves against his. Nothing could have prepared him for that, or the feeling of pure elation erupting in his chest. He moved his hands slowly to your bare back memorizing the sensations he felt as he went along the way. He’d forgotten what this felt like and was startled at how much he craved it.

He pulled away quickly remembering that he needed to play the better man. Harrison Wells was a man still grieving, and your boss, “Y/N…I…”

He stopped as you stared him beginning to pale, “I think I’m gonna be sick…”

His eyes widened as he simply reacted when your hand went to your mouth. He sped you to the nearest bathroom in the facility. He sighed holding your hair back as ‘Caitlin’s Brew’ had it’s vengeance upon you.

When you were finished you laid your face on the toilet seat closing your eyes tightly making a soft moaning noise. He let out a long sigh as he looked at you before reaching over brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

He never thought anyone would like him in that way again. He thought he’d lost the opportunity of companionship years before his descended into the past. However, here you were, drunkenly confessing your feelings to him. It was probably as close as he would ever get again.

He cleaned you up before carefully carrying you back to his office laying down on his small couch. You sighed, he wasn’t sure if it was from content or pain at this point, as he laid a lab blanket over you before taking a seat in his damnable chair where he stole glances at you the rest of the night as he continued his work.

That you morning you woke up groaning and feeling as if battery acid had been poured down your throat. You sat up looking at the blanket wrapped around as you heard laughter, “I see you didn’t make it home last night.”

You glared at Barry standing in the doorway as you whispered, “Where am I?”

“Dr. Wells’ office.” He walked over with a cup of coffee holding it out to you, “I don’t know what it is about the girls in this lab but you do not do alcohol very well…”

You reached for the cup as the blanket slipped a little you recoiled holding the blanket around yourself “Where is my shirt? Why am I missing clothing? I don’t remember what happened last night…why am talking so loud?”

Barry had to stop himself from laughing as groaned, “I…don’t know…Dr. Wells said he found your crashed in his office when he came in this morning. He couldn’t wake you up, so he covered you up. Just…drink the coffee, I’ll get you a lab shirt.”

“Thanks, Barry…” You swung your feet off the couch taking the coffee from him holding it to your face as he left.

“I see you’ve awakened.” Looking up you saw Wells rolling over to you. He didn’t seem mad…but you knew him to keep his composure quite well.

“I am so sorry, Dr. Wells.” He watched you get flustered.

He raised his hands silencing you giving you a small handsome smile, “It’s okay, we’re all entitled to a mishap occasionally.”

You put your fingers on the bridge of your nose trying not to cry from embarrassment, “All the same…it will not happen again.” 

“Headache?” You nodded sniffing away the tears as he held out his hand to you, “Which brings me to why I’m here.”

He dropped a few aspirin into your hand and you gave a sigh of relief before looking into his eyes, “My knight in shining armor.”

He watched you throw you head back wincing a little as you took the pills. He mulled over a moment how to move on when finally he just spoke what was on his mind, “When you’re feeling better, I’d like your thoughts on something I’m working on in the bunker. As we’re encountering more metahumans, I feel we need a better containment system. I have a few ideas, I’d like you to use your hands to make them a reality.”

“Of course, Dr. Wells.” You nodded slowly as you stood up seeing Barry heading back over, “I’ll get right on it.”

“How many times must I ask you to call me Harrison?” His eyes narrowed on you making you stop briefly.

You smirked walking past him tilting your head a little, “Just once more.”

He smiled turning the chair watching you head for the door, “Y/N…”

You stopped and looked at him. He smiled at you to your great surprise it looked inviting from his usual one, “Call me Harrison.”

You flushed a little and looked down to your feet, “Uh…Of course, Dr. Wells.”

You turned from him walking over to Barry taking a sweatshirt he’d found for you. Wells didn’t take his eyes off of you feeling disheartened. He didn’t know what he expected, perhaps it was for the best. He needed to stay focused on Barry, and you would only serve as a distraction. 

Still…a distraction might be nice here and there…

[amarabliss]

Distraction/Assurance (Harrison “Harry” Wells/Reader)

Based off of my stories Distraction and Assurance, for recent events in the show. Slight spoilers! 

Imagine coming home after Harry’s disappearance and finally meeting HR...

You smiled a little watching Harry sleep. He’d been through so much this last month and too far from home. You kissed his hand before holding it to your face.

You smiled when Jesse came back, “You look happy.”

She smiled more, “I am...I’ve come to a decision.”

“Ah...earth 1 or earth 2...” You sighed looking at Harry, “You know I will back your decision...but try to understand too.”

“I will. I promise.” She walked over to you giving you a big hug, “Thank you, mom.”

You flushed hugging her back. You weren’t used of her calling you mom yet. You smiled when she parted from you feeling yourself tear up a little, “Will you stay with him, you know how he’ll be if he wakes up alone.”

“Yeah, of course.” She smiled taking a seat as you walked out.

You walked out through the halls checking things out. There had been some improvements from the last time that you’d been here. Some good...some not so good...

Turned a corner and stopped seeing the man twirling a drumstick in the air. You crossed your arms observing him. Harry had told you about him when he came home the last time. 

He turned talking into a pen of some type trailing off, “and-hellooo.”

“Hello.” You couldn’t but help but smile at him.

“And you...must be...” He trailed more.

“Y/N Wells.” You said slowly.

“Ah! Jesse’s sister, of course.” He exclaimed holding out his hand to you.

You took it looking him in the eyes seeing the difference immediately, “Actually, Mrs. Wells, and you must be H.R.”

“Oh...” H.R. took his hand back, “You’re just so young.”

“It’s a long story.” You smiled at him looking over at Caitlyn pushing the stroller over with, “Back so soon?”

“I am exhuasted, I will be happy to baby sit more tomorrow.” She stopped in front of you leaning down, “Good bye, Ronnie. See you later, Liam.”

You gave her a hug  before taking the stroller in you hands looking at H.R. with his mouth hanging open, “What?”

“Are...these...no...” He shook his head.

“Yup, it’s a very very long story.” You smiled at him, “Both belong to Harrison Wells...just not the same one.”

“Wha...no! You have got to divulge this story to me.” You laughed at his boisterous manners.

“Well, I’m sure Harry’s going to be napping for a while, feel like a walk?” You smiled at him.

“Yes, with a beautiful young lady and gorgeous children.” He nodded throwing his arm out  for you to go first.

Ah, yes...Harry was going to love that you told his doppelganger everything. You could use some entertainment, and you would simply justify it for everything he was about to do to Wally.

[amarabliss]

Distraction Redux - 2 (Harrison Wells/Reader)

Part One

Imagine Dr. Harrison Wells strolling in on you drunk and laying on his desk half naked…oh the things that can happen…

**This is a revival/new content/new look version of this series. I want to do it justice and feel like the first part went well. Stay tuned!**

You bit down on the wire crimps in your mouth as you reached into the panel for a wire in the back. You’d been working on this new containment system since this morning stopping only briefly to grab some lunch. You’d felt so embarrassed and throwing yourself into work was the only thing that was keeping your from turning into a big bright red tomato.

 Despite keeping busy you couldn’t shake this feeling that something happened last night. Something between you and Dr. Wells. You stomach churned at the thought of what it could be.

“Ow, shit!’ Your hand recoiled out quickly.

“I told you to take the power supply off.” Cisco practically sang as he worked on the conductors to the new prison idea. He had complained at first that Dr. Wells was being paranoid and that the particle accelerator was prison enough. Then you planted the idea of some big scary green metahuman with rage issues and he became eager to work on it, even started having fun.

“Hush you.” You scowled at him shaking your hand as it tingled, “I didn’t want to take the time undoing all of the power couplings…you know how long it takes.”

“Uh huh and now you went and…got hurt…Y/N, that looks bad.” He put down his tablet walking over to you.

“I’ve had worse.” You told him as he looked at your hand, “I’ll be alright.”

“Y/N, your thumb has a black mark and your fingers are starting to blister!” He looked to your face wide eyed with concern, “Go, and no you don’t have a choice. I’ll finish up.”

He pushed you out of the way and toward the door as you rolled your eyes. You knew he wasn’t wrong, but still had to give him a hard time, “Fine, just make sure you unplug everything.”

“Ha ha…very funny.” He smirked at you as started out, “Say hi to Caitlin for me.”

You smiled a little walking down the hall. You would never admit it to Cisco, but your hand really hurt. It only began to hurt more as you stepped off the elevator heading for the Cortex.

“Caitlin!” You said cheerily as you rounded the corner into the Cortex, “I might have tried to become the Flash today…don’t be…mad?”

You looked around the room seeing no one. Then you heard the mechanical sound of his chair, “I sent Dr. Snow home for the night. She looked tired, did you say something about the Flash?”

You turned seeing Dr. Wells rolling out from him office as you held your arm like an injured bird. You felt your ears get warm at the sight of him, “Oh…it was a joke. You know how Caitlin likes her lectures. I was just trying to be funny.”

“Funny about…what?” His eyes trailed from your face to your hand concern immediately falling over his features, “Your hand…”

“It’s not…”

“Let me take a look at it.” He interrupted you rolling toward the med bay.

Your mouth opened slightly but you only ended up nodding as you followed him. He asked you to sit down on the bed as he began opening drawers. You watched him sighing as he opened another drawer moving things around “Uh…Dr. Wells, is everything okay?”

“Obviously not, you’ve experienced an electric shock and have minor burns on your hand.” He spouted off quickly.

“I meant, with you…” He stopped and looked at you taking off his glasses as you sighed looking down at your hand, “Something happened this morning, didn’t it?”

“What makes you say that?” He put his glasses back on bringing over burn gel and bandages.

“…you’ve become much colder…” You spoke quietly as he took your hand in his “You ordered me to work on your force field. You didn’t ask me, you ordered…and if I hadn’t embarrassed myself so greatly this morning I might’ve fought back a little. It’s either something happened, or you’re really pissed off that I don’t call you by your first name.”

“Why don’t you call me by my first name?” He paused looking to your face still holding your hand. When you didn’t answer right away, “I will tell you what happened if you answer that question first.”

He watched your face turn pink as he started to apply the gel, “I…choose to not call you by your first name in order to keep a barrier between us. It’s not appropriate for me to act on the feelings I have because you’re my boss and I regard you with the greatest esteem.”

“You…have feelings?” His eyebrows shot up as you nodded slowly, “Oh…”

As he sighed you cringed as the gel began to sting stung before feeling some relief, “Alright, I explained…so spill. What unspeakable thing did I do this morning that put you off?”

His eyes flicked to you as he thought about what to say. In this moment he had two options, to lie or tell you the truth. Lying to you would be easy. He could just say nothing happened, smile and shrug it off. Saying you were passed out and exposed, and that he simply was a gentleman who covered you up. That his attitude for the day had been because he was worried about Barry.

“This morning…” He began.

Or…he could tell you the truth. That you were drunk and came on to him. That you kissed him and wanted nothing more than to feel your lips on his again. To feel that connection that he’d didn’t know he needed until that moment. 

“Yes?” You stared at him as he wrapped your hand with bandages, “This morning…?”

“You were drunk.” He tied of the bandage off clearing his throat, “And you…were on my desk…when I found you, you were topless wearing only what you woke up in.”

The flush in your cheeks intensified to a point he couldn’t stand it. You were beautiful to him and he didn’t want to embarrass you. He looked into your eyes seeing your eyes brim with tears, “And you kissed me.”

“What?” You stood up feeling the tears fall. You took your hand from him standing up, “Dr. Wells…I am so sorry…that was inappropriate. I will…I will grab my things and give my notes to Cisco.”

“Y/N, I’m not asking you to leave.” He took your good hand stopping you from leaving the room, “It’s not like I haven’t thought about us being in a position like that.”

“You…what?” You looked down at him as he put your hand between both of his.

He smirked a little circling the bottom of your wrist with his thumb, “When you find someone attractive, daydreaming is sure to follow.”

 “I…I am…not exactly sure what to say now…which is strange cause I’m a babbler as you know.” You told him standing still soaking in the look he was giving you. For once you felt like he was truly focused on you and it made you feel incredible.

“You don’t have to say anything…” He tugged you down into his lap forcefully. It startled you how strong he was. He put a hand on the nape of your neck and slowly drew you into a kiss. 

Your lips were like fire against his. A heat that he desperately need to feel the cold solitude of the last fourteen years. He pulled away looking into your eyes when he finally needed a breath. The hazy look in your eyes pleased him.

“How…could I forget that?” You bandaged hand reached up to his cheek.

“In your defense…Caitlin, makes a really strong cocktail.” He smiled when he got a laugh out of you, “Have dinner with me.”

Your laugh died down and you looked at him, “…Dr…Harrison…”

His heart fluttered when you said his name, but the sad longing look in your eyes answered him, “You can’t…”

“I want to…I really want to…” You told him and started to get up putting a hand on your stomach. You paused looking into his blue eyes staring into yours. You took a deep breath your heart pounding in your ears, “You know what…no…fuck it.” 

He looked up at you surprised at your language, “Is…that a yes?”

“Yes…hell yes. We’re doing this.” You told him smiling brightly as your hand fell to your side as you relaxed a little.

“Great…I will…text you details.” His twinkled at you as he put his hands in his lap, “But I have to finish some work tonight um…I’ll check your hand in the morning and we’ll have dinner tomorrow night.”

“It’s a date.” You smiled leaning down giving him a peck on the cheek, “I should check on Cisco anyways, knowing him he’d be here all night rewiring my work.”

He let out a small chuckle as he watched you walk out of the Cortex glancing back at him. He sighed heavily taking off his glasses and wiping a hand over his face. What had he just done? He reacted poorly and with emotion instead of logic.

He pushed the wheelchair forward heading for the time vault. Once securely inside he stood up dropping the glasses into the chair, “Gideon…”

“Good evening Dr. Wells.” The interface popped up in its usual manner.

He rubbed his hands together as he walked toward the interface, “Bring up any records of Y/N L/N starting from now…”

“Of course…calculating…three records found.”

“Open them.” He stood in front of the screen as the files opened up. The first document read…

“Cause of death was impact from the fall…”

An autopsy report, an obituary, and death certificate. His heart sank as he stared at the screen. 

You were going to die…

[amarabliss]

Crumble For Me - 2 (Harrison Wells/Reader AU)

Part One

Imagine this…An AU where STAR Labs is actually STAR Lounge, A Gentleman’s Club. Owner Harrison Wells is elusive and dashing all in one, until a new dancer, down on her luck, shows up looking for a job…

**NOTE: Little slow, but I promise...we’ll get there, to the good stuff...

Two weeks…

You let out a heavy sigh as you waited for drinks to be made. This was not at all what you anticipated. This place was clean and mostly respectable. Not to mention everyone who worked here was clean and respectable as well. It was not…a strip joint…

“You’re still here?” You jumped a little turning to see the man of the hour.

“Mr. Wells…Just picking up a shift. Layla’s daughter was sick from school and she couldn’t find a babysitter.” You told him as he stood there hands in his pockets sizing you up.

“That’s the third time this week.” He had a small smile playing across his face.

“Just trying to be helpful.” You told him as the bartender put the drinks on the tray, “Excuse me.”

He watched you walk away toward a table. You were preforming well…in all sense of the word. You took the stage confidently and had drawn in a crowd. Definitely good for business, but you were also good at everything else it seemed.

It made him suspicious all the more. No one was this nice…this good…not unless they were hiding something.

“Boss.” He looked over at the bartender holding out a glass to him full on that delicious brown liquid he enjoyed so much.

“You know me so well…” Harry took it nodding to him.

“Not as well as your friend at the end of the bar.” They nodded away from him. His eyes moved down the line to the one and only, Iris West. She smirked and waved at him as she jumped off the stool.

“Coming back to work?” He asked as she approached him.

“Maybe once I get bored of this news gig.” She smiled giving him a hug, “How are you?”

“I’m doing.” He told her with a shrug, “I presume you’re here…”

“Yes…can we go upstairs?” She followed him as he nodded heading back to the stairs. She walked over to the couch in his office throwing her bag down before stepping over to the window, “Still the best view in the house.”

“That’s how I built it.” He stepped over to her after shutting the door, “So?”

Iris looked at him before she sighed, “You’re girl is clean.”

“…how?” He looked at her as she shrugged, “You mean to tell me that you got absolutely nothing.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t get anything.” Her eyes narrowed on him, “That’s insulting, Harry, really…”

“I asked you…”

“Shush.” She interrupted him walking over to her bag pulling out a file, “She arrived in Central City two and a half weeks ago. Before that she was in Coast City for what seems like a month and before that…Starling City.”

“Doing what?” He took the file from her and began flipping through it.

“Odd jobs really…Waitressing, strip joint, car wash…” She rattled off quickly.

“You found her in the three cities…” He looked at here, “Where’s the rest?”

“That’s all there is.” Iris told him.

“It can’t be…” He closed the folder, “Iris, she didn’t just appear in Starling City…where is she from? Why is she here?”

“I don’t have those answers.” Iris told him with a huff, “Here’s a novel idea…why don’t you ask her?”

“Because people lie.” He rolled his eyes bringing his drink up to his mouth.

“Well then I got nothing for you.” She picked up here bag.

“Iris…” He looked at her as she headed for the door.

She slowed down turning back to him, “Harry…”

“You could…” He took a step toward her.

“No.” She shut her eyes shaking her head.

“He could help.” Harry looked down to her face.

“No. I said no, I meant it.” Iris glared at him.

“You’re boyfriend has access to the CCPD, your father probably has more…” He pointed out quickly.

“Why does this bother you so much?” She crossed her arms looking him up and down as he turned from her, “Harry…”

He sighed looking away, “Don’t.”

“Hey…you want me to push…” She moved in front of him poking him in the chest, “then I want to know why.”

Harry looked at her his mouth dropping open slightly before he spoke, “I…she …there was this…moment…”

Iris watched him struggle with the words but she knew where it was coming from, “I’ll do what I can…but it’s going to take some time. No pushing.”

“No pushing.” He repeated nodding slowly before taking in a deep breath, “Iris…thank you.”

She sighed, “After this…we are even…no in fact…you owe me one.” She told him punching him in the arm as she walked past him.

He chuckled a little letting her leave this time. After a moment he walked over to the window looking down at the people. He scanned the crowd until he saw you setting some drinks down for guests. You smiled at them flicking your hair away from your face as you moved to the next table picking up empty glasses. Every movement was fluid like a carefully crafted dance.

He shook his head when you disappeared from view. The last couple weeks had been…different. He’d been distracted…falling into the past.

He shut his eyes pushing up his glasses as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. He was getting a headache from all the scenarios rolling through his head. Luckily for him he had a couch.

Gulping down the rest of his drink he set the glass down before plopping down on the couch. He adjusted a few times before setting the back of his hand on his forehead.

A while later he stretched wiping a hand over his face. He could hear the closing music as he sat up. He hadn’t meant to sleep that long.

Grabbing the glass he walked out of his office and down the stairs. He paused seeing you at the bar wiping down the wet glasses.

Clearing his throat he walked over nodding to a couple patrons walking out, “You’re still here.”

You looked at him and smiled, “There’s…still work to be done.”

“You’ve been here since we opened.” He eyed you carefully as you set the glasses down behind the bar.

“Is…there an overtime issue? Cause you’re the first boss that I’ve seen who doesn’t want their workers always working.” You continued to smile as you worked.

“This isn’t an easy job…” He put the cup down in front of you and placed his palms on the counter, “Why are you here?”

You looked at him your eyes widening, “Why…exactly do you care? I’m just another one of your girls…”

“I don’t have girls…” He smirked a little, “And I’m not like most bosses. I actually do care.”

“I’m beginning to understand that.” Your eyes twinkled a little as you moved a stray hair back into place before you sighed, “I…haven’t been having any luck finding a place to stay. Things a bit more expensive than the last city I was in.”

“So instead, you’re working yourself to death?” He had to stop himself from laughing as your eyes snapped up to him.

“I have…napped in…the dressing rooms. So rest assured that I am not dying.” You informed him.

“Yet.” He tapped a finger against the bar for a minute, “Follow me.”

“Excuse me?” You tilted your head a little.

“I might have a solution for you.” He nodded for you to follow. He took a deep breath walking up the second flight of stairs behind his office. He paused at a door pulling out his keys.

You stood behind him as he opened the door, “Mr. Wells.”

“Everyone calls me Harry, you can too.” He looked back at you as he walked inside.

You stepped inside looking around a large loft. Your mouth dropped open, “I didn’t know there was a place up here.”

“Yeah…not many do…it’s also not finished.” He pointed to the kitchen area where tiles still laid around unattached to the floor and walls, “But…I’d be willing to rent it out…deduct it from your pay.”

“Mr…” You turned stopping, “Harry…I can’t…this too generous.”

“Then rent it until you find a place.” He stepped toward you looking into your eyes, “It’s important for a person to have a space…use this for yours. There’s some spare lounge couches in one of the bedrooms. We can make it into a bed until you get one.”

“…Thank you.” You smiled at him as he handed you the key.

“Obviously there might be some noise…Always keep it locked…” He rattled off holding the keys against your hand, “No…raiding the booze…”

You laughed a little, “Of course.”

He smiled a little at the sound of your laughter, “I’ll get someone in here to finish up the electrical, but there’s running water.”

“It is more than I had fifteen minutes ago. STAR Lounge has giving me so much in such a short time.” You looked around the loft beaming, “I will do everything I can to make sure you know how grateful I am.”

He felt a swelling in his chest, “I…just show up to work…you don’t have much of an excuse to not make any more.” More laughter, something he didn’t realized he missed, “You should grab your things…I’ll move those couches together.”

You nodded before reaching out touching his arm, “Thank you…”

He nodded watching you walk out before he put his hand where yours had touched him. Strange familiarity rushed through him as he moved to the bedroom. He hadn’t been up here in years.

It was supposed to be a home…instead events turned it into a storage.

He made quick work of the couches and stood up brushing the dust of his pants. He looked over at you standing in the doorway, “They really are comfier then they look.”

Your eyes lit up as they crinkled, “I’m sure they are.”

He stood there a moment longer, “Uh well…you…should settle in…I’ll uh just…go.”

“I will walk you out.” You walked with him to the door, “Thank you again…”

“It’s fine…” He nodded, “Good night, Y/N.”

His eyebrows went up as he watched your face flush, “Good night, Harry.”