Request for @i-dont-care-lol: Can you make a fic in which both of them are stargazing and bantering (ofc it's a wells so yeah) and then just comes to the topic of "hey ever had a crush on anyone" and Nash is like" no I don't do crushes" and the reader just doubts him too much when he tries to ignore that feeling (oops forgot to mention that reader is an empath) so and then he is all like "ok you wanna know then " and then kiss her, and just kind of relieved that her one sided crush isn't a one sided one?
A/N: I'm a terrible person. I got this request a while ago and I meant to write it as soon as I got it but *life* and *school* and *mental health* didn't let me. I'm super sorry. On another note I have never written reader being an empath so apologies in advance for my poor attempt on it. :)
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"Woooo hoooooo! I win!"
"What no! You cheated!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
You rolled your eyes. You and Nash had borrowed Cisco's switch to play a good ole game of Mario Karts.
Or so you thought. Nash had taken a shortcut in the last race, taking first place from you.
"Shortcuts are not cheats they're just advantage points if you know how to use them," Nash said with a grin on his face.
"Cheater," you pouted with your arms crossed.
He chuckled as he leaned in, "You're just mad you lost."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Okay kids! Uncle Cisco here wants his game back," came an amused voice from behind you.
You rolled you eyes and huffed in annoyance as you went to leave.
"Where are you going?" Nash called called out to you as he handed Cisco the game.
"Out," came your short reply.
Nash sighed as he ran after you.
"Are you upset just because of that?"
"I'm not upset," you answered is a frustrated tone.
Nash had caught up to you.
"Well it sure seems like it."
You let out a frustrated huff as you kept walking.
The truth was you didn't know why you felt upset. The entire day you had felt frustrated. You couldn't understand why if you had spent the entire day with the man who made your heart flutter.
"Where are we even going?" Nash asked as you started up the stairs of STAR Labs.
"To the roof."
"Why?" Came Nash's confused voice as you continued going up the long staircase, "And why couldn't we just have used the elevator?"
You gave a light giggle. "You'll see."
Nash couldn't help by smile at hearing you giggle. He had offered to have you tag along with him today because you were bored of being stuck in the lab all the time and not because he may or may not enjoy being around you. He glanced up at you as you reached the top of stairs, waiting for him. He smiled softly as he shook his head and followed behind you.
As you stepped out onto the roof, you looked up at the sky. The stars were out and shining bright. You let out a content sigh as you walked towards the edge of the roof, sitting down with your legs dangling over the edge. Nash sat down next to you, taking in the sparking Central City.
"This is nice," he commented as he looked up at the sky.
"Yeah, it is," you agreed with a smile.
There was a comfortable silence between you two for a few minutes as you both enjoyed the peacefulness of the night sky.
As Nash sat there beside you, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. Being with you always had a way of calming him down and making him feel at ease, even when he was feeling nervous or uncertain. He glanced over at you, taking in the way your face was illuminated by the starlight, and couldn't help but feel a twinge of something he couldn't quite put his finger on.
You were watching the many bright stars along the sky, lost in thought. A sense of peace and calm washed over you.You felt safe, content, at ease.
You also felt...
Loved?
Your eyes widen in surprise. It couldn't be...
Could it?
No.
It must be your feelings that you're sensing. It couldn't possibly be his.
But yet-
"Hey, (Y/N)," Nash suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence.
"Yeah?" you turned to look at him, trying to hide the nervousness you felt.
"Have you ever had a crush on anyone?" he asked, his voice casual, as if asking what you had had for lunch.
You were completely taken back by his question.
"That definitely not random," you say trying to alleviate the sudden lump that had formed in your throat. Was it getting hotter?
Nash noticed the way your face had paled slightly and the way you nervously shifted on the spot. He realized his question may have come across as too forward and he mentally cursed himself for not being more subtle.
He tried to backtrack, "I mean, it's okay if you don't want to answer. I was just curious."
You let out a small sigh of relief and gave him a small smile, "No, it's okay. It's just that your question caught me off guard. And to answer your question, yes, I have had a crush on someone before. Why do you ask?" As soon as you said that you felt something bothering you, a prickling emotion that made you frown. Jealously.
You shook you head lightly. What was happening?
"What about you? Have you ever had a crush on anyone?" You asked, with a hint of defensiveness trickling in your voice. You were startled by it, about to apologize when Nash turned to look at you. "No, I don't do crushes," he answered nonchalantly, but his eyes said something else as you felt a wave of bottled emotion wash over you.
You're lying.
"What?"
You realized you had said that out loud as you met Nash's bewildered eyes.
You should apologize. You should leave it be. But you were convinced that what you had been feeling wasn't just your feelings.
Screw it.
"You're lying," you repeated, more confidently this time. "I can sense it. There's something you're not saying" Nash's eyes widened in surprise, and he shifted uncomfortably beside you. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice slightly strained. "Yes, you do," you insisted, turning to face him fully. "I don't know why you're hiding it, but I can feel that there's something more there. I've been feeling it all night. There's something you're afraid to admit."
Nash's eyes widened in shock, his body language betraying him. You could tell he was caught off guard by your accusation, but you weren't going to let him off the hook that easily. You needed answers.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice slightly strained, his hands fidgeting nervously at his sides.
But you weren't buying it. You could feel it in your gut that there was more to this story than he was letting on. You took a step closer to him, your eyes locked onto his, and you spoke with unwavering conviction.
"Yes, you do," you insisted, your tone unwavering.
The atmosphere between you and Nash had changed. The easygoing vibe you both had been feeling was now replaced with something more tense and awkward. You looked at Nash, who was now avoiding your gaze. You let out a sigh, not knowing what to say. Maybe you had been wrong in confronting him like that. Maybe he really didn't have feelings for you, and you had just misinterpreted everything.
"I'm sorry," you said, breaking the silence. "I shouldn't have said that. It's not my place to push you to say anything you don't want to.
Another beat of silence.
You were overcome by a feeling of rejection and embarrassment.
"I'll go-"
"You're not wrong. There is something I'm hiding."
You continued to look at Nash, waiting for him to say something. Nash let out a sigh and turned to look at you.
"Okay, fine. You caught me," he said with a small smile, trying to ease the tension. "I have had a crush on someone before."
Your heart skipped a beat at his words. Was he talking about you? You tried to remain calm as you asked, "Who was it?"
Nash looked down at his hands and fidgeted with his fingers. "It doesn't matter now. It was a long time ago, and nothing ever came of it."
You felt a twinge of disappointment at his words, but you tried not to let it show. "Oh," you said, trying to keep your voice light.
Nash looked up at you, and you could see the hesitation in his eyes. "But, there is someone else I have feelings for," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. He couldn't possibly be talking about-
"It's you."
You looked at Nash, feeling a sense of happiness wash over you. "Nash, I..." you started, but he interrupted you.
"I know, I know," Nash said, looking down. "You don't feel the same way. I get it."
"Nash, that's not what I was going to say," you said, reaching out to touch his arm.
"It's okay-wait what?"
You smiled softly, scooting closer to him.
"I've had feelings for you for a long time now, but I didn't want to ruin our friendship by telling you. I always felt lots of different emotions and at first I thought I was going crazy but now I get why," you said shyly.
He looked at you, searching your eyes for anything that would betray your words, but all he found was warmth and adoration.
"I would very much like to kiss you." It was his turn to be shy.
You smiled as you inched closer to him. "Well by all means please do."
Without another word, he leaned in and pressed your lips against his. As you deepened the kiss, Nash's hands found their way to your face, pulling you closer to him. The kiss was soft and gentle at first, but it quickly grew more passionate, fueled by the unspoken emotions that had been building between you two for so long. As you finally pulled away, you rested your forehead against Nash's, both of you breathing heavily.
He grinned as he pressed another light kiss on your lips, contentment and love filling him, as he looked at you.
"Do you feel it too?"
You smiled and nodded.
"More than you know."
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Hellooooo I'm back from the dead haha. I wanted to just let you guys know that its just been really hard to find motivation to write for a while and I was pretty depressed but Im doing stuff for me and moving out and going to classes so I feel much better. Hoped you guys enjoyed and im so sorry for taking so long.
