The One with The Not So Unlucky Day


With 365 days in a year, Caitlin hardly believes in having that one lucky day as most people assume they have encountered once or twice in their lives. She's a scientist and having to rely solely on luck isn't one of the things she'd be comfortable in doing. She's just too logical for that. So when that one fateful day came, when the universe seemed to connive to make her think otherwise, she came too close (way too close even for her liking) to believing. If not for the fact the it all happened in the most opposite of ways. Because today, even if she wouldn't admit it to herself, is her unlucky day.

She woke up with her head pounding unmercifully she felt like it's gonna explode. She glanced at the alarm clock beside her bedside table only to come face to face with a note that says:

Drink lots of water. It's gonna help with the hangover. Breakfast is waiting in the kitchen.

See you later at S.T.A.R. Labs. Love you.

-B

Reading the note almost made her hopeful that this day isn't going to be as bad as she thought it would. So with a mental note to never play drinking games with Barry again, she headed to the bathroom to take a long hot shower. She has already accepted the fact that she'll come in late today but damn she was never late. Thirty minutes later, she's in her usual blouse and pencil skirt together with a pair of heels to complete the outfit. She went to the kitchen to check what he had made her today only to be disappointed to see her coffeemaker broken with a single sorry note taped on the pot. By that time, she didn't know what to feel for Barry anymore. She wants to both hug and strangle him at the same time.

She headed to Jitters instead as if to break the curse of her unlucky day from continuing. But boy was she wrong. Because by the time she stepped inside, the line was ridiculously long it almost rivaled that of a blockbuster movie ticket line. Deciding that this day couldn't be any worse, she fall in line and waited patiently for her turn only for the crew to mistake her order.

She's already on her way to S.T.A.R. Labs when the rain started to pour really hard. She almost laughed to herself because she knew she didn't bring her umbrella with her. As soon as she parked her car, she made a run to the nearest entrance hoping to not get herself soaking wet but to no avail. By the time the elevator reached the cortex, she's been leaving a string of curses on her wake along with water puddles.

"Stupid hangover giving this stupid headache. Stupid crew for stupidly mistaking my order. Stupid rain-"

She was rendered speechless when her eyes fell upon him. Hit with the realization that all the misfortune that has happened to her is caused by him, she started to lash out every frustration she's been bottling up ever since this morning at him.

"You!" She said, pointing a finger at him who was as clueless as ever. Good thing Cisco wasn't here to see the ridiculous facial expression he has.

"If it wasn't for your continuous begging to make me play drinking games with you last night, none of these would've happened! I had a peaceful night planned yesterday for us to just watch movies and cuddle but you had to ruin that with your-"

The way he's been hungrily looking at her made her conscious of herself. With just a glance down at her wet blouse, she knew she's been giving him a peek he most definitely not deserve to have right now.

"I can't believe this." She said while shaking her head disappointedly. "This is me having the most unlucky day of my life which until now I've been debating with myself whether such series of ridiculously unfortunate events could really happen all at the same day is a possibility while you're standing there with the stupid look on your face and I just-ugh! I don't care if you're my boyfriend Barry but if you don't remove that expression on your face this instant I'll make sure you'll regret it." She said as she started to walk away.

In a flash, she was trapped between him and her worktable, his hands on each side of her body.

"What look, Cait?" He asked innocently as he leaned his face closer to hers.

"You know what I'm talking about."

"You really can't blame me if you're getting sexier when your angry. Plus this look you've got going on is really turning me on-"

She silenced him with a smack on the shoulder.

"I could've done more than that if I wasn't freezing to death here."

"You're freezing? Why didn't you just say so? Come here, I'll heat you up." He said as he started to slowly unbutton the top his shirt. A playful smirk dancing across his face.

"Barry Allen. Don't. You. Dare." She's glaring at him now but he just continued on what he's doing, all the while looking into her eyes. He inched closer and closer to her and all she could do is shut her eyes, waiting for his next move.

Her eyes snapped open when she felt his button down shirt being draped over her shoulders. He took both of her hands in each of his, taking his time to kiss her ice-cold fingertips. That action alone is enough to send heat all throughout her body.

"Warm enough, Cait?" She just nodded, still awestruck by what he had just done. He embraced her tightly after, placing her head on his bare chest.

"You do know that we have a ton of towels back in the stockroom, right?" She whispered against his neck.

"Shh. Just let me be cool for once, Cait. Plus I know you like it better this way." She just kissed his neck as a sign of approval.

This wasn't an unlucky day after all, was it? Good thing she didn't quite believe in one anyway.


AN: This is a series of unrelated one shots. Suggestions are welcome!