AN: Hi everyone! This is my first fic on the Flash! I hope you like it, do let me know what you thought of this fic. It's going to be a two parter. I conjured up right before work so pardon the errors.
Disclaimer: I definitely do not own the Flash or this ship would have sailed a long time ago.
Caitlin rushed towards the door as she hopped on her right foot, struggling to adjust her left shoe.Cursing under her breath she held onto the door handle of the building as she gasped ; taking in deep breaths to steady her rapidly pacing heart.After a few minutes, she straightened her posture and smoothened her navy blue pencil skirt with her palms and headed into the cobblestone shop.
Calm, cool and collected, Caitlin Snow was the epitome of effortless elegance.To the outside world, she was an extremely put together medical resident, prim, proper and always carried herself with utmost professionalism.Her hair was always in place, her clothes never creased and she radiated confidence.However, underneath all that grace, she was actually just a fumbling, mumbling 28 year old with just as many insecurities about life as her counterparts.It was almost as she had a switch that enabled her to switch personalities with a click.She often joked with her close friend's that she had dual personalities: one as an icy snow queen and one the real her.
Her heels clanked on the marble stone floor as she headed into the shop.She searched the room from left to right looking for her best friend.She gravitated towards the far corner of the room where she saw familiar faces chatting merrily.It was special occasions like this that she got the chance to hang out with her friends once more.She really missed all the adventures they would get into all over Central City. Nowadays she barely had time even for herself opting to microwave Pizza Pockets as a replacement for dinner most days.
After catching up with the wedding party, she continued to explore the wedding boutique.The girls had already been ushered into another room by the seamstress to alter their bridesmaids dresses but Caitlin wanted to run by some ideas she had about her dress with her best friend beforehand.
She wandered into a dressing hall, with a full length mirror in the middle.Next to it, was a manequin doning a white wedding dress with a sweetheart neckline.The bodice was made from lace and the material flowed out from the hip downwards.She stepped into the platform and ran her fingers over the material of the dress.She used to have a dress just like this once, she thought.
"Hey!" a deep voiced boomed across the empty dressing hall, catching her off guard. She tumbled backwards as her heels caught onto the ridges of the platform. She let out a mousy shriek as she braced herself for the anticipated fall; alas to her surprise a pair of hands gripped onto her shoulders steadying her.
She remained in the embrace of the stranger as she struggled to regain her composure.She felt the stranger's strong grip on her shoulders, firm and warm.After what seem to be minutes, the stranger cleared his throat; awakening Caitlin from her stupor.Suddenly becoming aware of her proximity to this unknown man, she wiggled out of his embrace and turned around quickly.
Her face had turned deep red, beginning to spread to her ears and neck. She mentally chastised herself to maintain her usual facade as she looked up to meet the stranger's eyes.
His ocean blue orbs glintered at her the moment she gazed upon them.It was like a magnetic force that wouldn't let her pry away. He was slightly older than she was, his wrinkles on his forehead were evident.His lopsided smirk however, gave him this boyish charm.The stranger coarsed his slender fingers through his hair, tousling the untamed mane further.Caitlin involuntarily twirled her auburn hair, lost in her thoughts.
"Get it together Cait," she shook her head as she took a step back away from his personal space."You barely know the man".
"Thank you for ... thank you." she said as she hugged her body closer to herself.She offered the older man a genuine smile: something she only saved for her friends and family.
The man's eyes grew darker for a minute.Caitlin caught his eyes raking over her; sending shivers down her spine.Suddenly, moments later he let out a painful expression.
Creasing his forehead he finally spoke "This is why girl's shouldn't wear those monstrosity they call high heels for the sake of gaining attention.You could seriously hurt yourself..or someone else!" he said, his voice booming through the hall.He massaged his temple and gave her a condescending gaze.
Caitlin was caught off guard again by this stranger.It took her a while to realise what the man had said...what he had implied.
She fisted her hands together, as she stared him down.She was fuming, disgusted by the audacity of this man.Good looking or not, that was never the way to speak to anyone.
"Excuse me? What did you just say? I hope I didn't mishear you but firstly did you just call me a girl? Do I look like a little girl to you? ", she stared at the man who looked as though he was a deer caught in headlights.She didn't give him an opportunity to reply as she continued her rant.
"Secondly, no one has the rights ever to tell a woman what to wear.She doesn't dress to impress anyone but herself. I can't belive you waltz in here playing handsome hero and end up patronising me" she let out a deep breath, disappointed that he was another one of those guys.She turned on her heels and was about to walk away when he caught her arm.Caitlin swiftly turned around giving her famous icy stare.
The man quickly let her arm go, as though it burned him.He put his arms in front of his chest, signalling defeat.
"Hold on Miss I'm so sorry.I didn't mean to come off as jerk.I have a daughter similar in age to you and I cant help myself sometimes, this Dad mode turns on automatically." he apologized to her, his eyes drooping.His gaze met the floor and occasionally his blue eyes snuck glances at her.
Caitlin's demeanor softened at the apology. "Maybe I misjudged him hastily" she thought to herself as she bit her lower lip.
"I may have slightly overreacted as well. I apologize. I'm Caitlin Snow" she extended her hand towards him.
"Wells..Dr Harrison Wells" he spoke as he hastily engulfed her hand.His dimples became more prominent as his smile grew wider.
"I was passing by, Ms Snow and thought that you may have lost your way to the bridesmaids fitting" placing his left hand over their hands.
"I may have seen you talking to the wedding party earlier and assumed you were a friend of the bride?Well I shall let you to it then, don't want you to be late for your fitting"his glaze wandering towards her long legs for a second.His lingering stare wasn't gone unnoticed by Cailtin.
She was fighting an internal battle with herself.In any other situation, Cailtin would have brushed off the older man's comments lightly, but today with him, she just felt riled up.She never was this emotional really around anyone.
If she was a cartoon, Caitlin would have swore fumes coming out of her ears.Sighing, she explained spoke in a matter of fact tone. "Yes, I'm in the wedding party, yes I'm a friend of the bride, but NO I'm not a bridesmaid.You really shouldn't make assumptions about people you barely know".
His eyes widened and his face which was soft moments ago turned into stone." I merely made a deduction based on evidence present.Why else will a girl.. sorry woman, similar age with the bride be doing at a wedding party dress fitting? Simple clues that led to a simple deduction. I doubt you'd understand".
Caitlin took a step closer, her 5 inch heels enabling her to look him in the eyes effortlessly. Placing her hands on her hips, she was about to unleash terror when she was interrupted.
"There you are Cait! I've been looking everywhere for you! Which one should I wear?" Barry Allen walked in with a skip in his step. He held out two bowties to her: red and black and looked at her expectedly.
Caitlin's mood significantly changed the moment Barry Allen entered the room. She completed forgot about the other man and smiled generously at Barry.
"Definitely the red one, it brings out the green in your eyes. And I missed you by the way!" she squished him in a hug. She squealed childishly when he lifted her of the ground and twirled her around.
They could not stop laughing and it took several minutes for Caitlin to recover.She hadn't laughed that much since the last time they met.Suddenly, she felt a burn at the back of her neck.Feeling self conscious, she realised that the older man was still present on the room. Straightening herself she looked at him.He met her stare with an equally menacing glance.
Barry who finally realised they had company, saw the tension between them.He rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke " Harry! Sorry I didn't see you there... I guess you've met Cait? "
Harry only nodded in agreement, his eyes transfixed on the brunette.
"Cait, Harry here will be officiating the wedding!"Barry smiled as he placed his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Harry, meet my best friend Caitlin. She's going to be my bestWo-man" Barry chuckled at his own joke.
Caitlin gulped when she realised the man that she was having a heated argument with, was someone she would be working closely with throught her best friend's wedding.
"Great.Just Great.This is going to be a long weekend, " she thought to herself.