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It has become normal for Caitlin to go to Barry's apartment at least once a week these past couple of months. She enjoyed his cozy home, the comfortable couch and the stock of food Barry kept in his adjoined kitchen. However, what she liked the most was how they could talk for hours about anything, or just watch a movie while eating pizza. Pizzas, for Barry.

This December was outstandingly cold, but there she was, freezing outside of his building waiting for him to grant her passage. Caitlin had taken the bus and had already walked two small blocks in the middle of a snowstorm. She was almost sure her hands had frozen and that she was about to die of hypothermia right there, still, she wouldn't miss movie night for anything.

After what felt like an eternity, she heard the buzz of the door indicating that it was unlocked, but before she could even raise her arm to open it, she felt that familiar gust of wind and suddenly she was standing inside Barry's apartment with a blanket around her shoulders and enveloped in a hug. Barry moved his hands up and down her back, in an attempt to warm Caitlin's freezing body.

"I didn't think you would come today. It's freezing and you could catch a cold or a pneumonia or a flu!" He babbled while releasing her slightly to look her in the eye.

Caitlin's lips turned a bit upwards while hearing him chastise her. "Barry, don't worry, really. I'm fine, I don't have a cold-" "Yet" He interrupted.

"Anyways, you totally sounded like me." She said while backing away and crossing her arms in front of her chest while giving him a knowing look.

"No I didn't." He said defensively. "Okay, maybe a little, but you know I'm right. You could've called and you would be here in a second." He reasoned while bringing her back into his arms. He loved having her there, safe from everything and everyone and just for him. Barry wondered about their relationship as friends, but how it always felt like much more. Resting his chin on top of her head and truly taking notice of her body pressed against his, he felt her still shivering. "C'mon, let's get you dried." He told her while leading her to his bedroom. "I'll let you take my favorite hoodie." He knew for sure now that Caitlin was pleased and smiling because she just couldn't help but love that special piece of clothing.

While she dried herself in his bedroom, Barry went to the kitchen to get snacks and candies. Caitlin loved how Barry let her go through his stuff, so she went to his closet and searched for her beloved hoodie. Once done, she was a bit surprised to see him turning his bedroom TV on and arranging the food at the end of the bed. They always used the living room for their movie nights.

"Is it okay if we watch the movie here today?" He said a bit nervous while fidgeting with the hem of his white long sleeve. "I mean, it's fine if you want to watch it there, but I just thought that here you would feel warmer-" He suddenly paused, then continued "Not because of me, of course not, but because of all the covers and the heater. But I could move-" Before he could finish babbling, Caitlin shook her head trying to suppress her laugh and put her hands on his shoulders.

"Barry, it's fine. Really. And I certainly wouldn't mind your warmth." She said with rosy cheeks and looked up at Barry who was equally flustered.

She was the first to move, removing her hands from his shoulders and moving towards the bed. She adjusted the covers so they could get in, while he picked the snacks up to put in their laps. He got inside the covers beside Caitlin and put his left arm around her, which was pretty normal for them. In return, she leaned onto his chest, listening to his heartbeats and silently praying for more nights like this one.

Halfway through the movie, Barry wondered why they hadn't made all of the movie nights in the bedroom, because he felt utterly content at that moment. They moved around a bit until they found the most comfortable position. They weren't seated against the headboard anymore, but found themselves lying with pillows under his head so he could still see the TV and Caitlin hugging him sideways, seeking warmth and her head still on his chest.

Now, the line between friendship and something more seemed more blurred now than ever and they both felt like there was just one more step to take until this line was completely gone. They both wanted it gone. So at the same time Caitlin raised her head to look at him, Barry looked down at her. He slowly guided his left arm that wasn't under her neck towards her cheeks. She smiled softly at him, that sweet smile Caitlin gave just when near him, and it was all it took for Barry to lean more and bring her lips to his. They closed their eyes and relished the feeling of love and happiness through every contact their bodies were making. The kiss lasted for just a few seconds but it was enough to make Barry give his most radiant smile and pull her in again for another short kiss.

Barry felt like that wasn't enough, but for the first time in a while, he wanted to take his time. He wanted to appreciate every second with her and not rush into things like he is used to do everyday.

Caitlin was equally happy and moved so she could go back to their original position, laying her head on his chest but also putting her hand beside her head, caressing where she could feel his fast heart that was now beating just for her. They stayed like this until both fell asleep.

When morning came, Barry woke up from one the best hours of sleep. Feeling a weight on him, he looked down to see a peaceful sleeping Caitlin with her hair all over his chest. Wanting for her to rest a bit longer, he stayed silent and just moved his left hand to caress her hair and savor every second of that morning and imagine more of them in a very pleasant future.

This is my first fanfiction ever, so please let me know what you think. Also, I'm not a native English speaker, so I apologize for any mistakes.

If anyone wants to give me suggestions of plots I would love to hear, so please feel free to send me a PM.

Thank you!