11:45

Never would Caitlin ever imagine that she would even think about going over to someone's house for dinner at such a late time. But here she was, standing in front of Barry's closed door with her same pale blue collared sweater and black pants she wore to work that day.

She hit Barry's door with a firm knock, and jumped back when the door had slowly opened before she could even pull back from knocking on it.

"Its unlocked!" she heard Barry say, and she smirked. She walked in and was greeted with a strong scent of lasagna that washed over her face."Well I kind of already figured that out when I knocked," she replied, walking through Barry's living room and into his kitchen where she found him tossing salad in a large bowl.

He looked up to Caitlin and gave her a wide grin. "I'm not ready yet, so you can go take a shower," he beamed as he stared into her warm eyes, only breaking eye contact when a leaf of lettuce flew out of the bowl onto the floor.

Caitlin chuckled at his clumsiness before she easily navigated her way through Barry's bedroom and into his (suprisingly pretty tidy) bathroom.

She always thought how funny it was that ever since she came to Barry's place for the first time 3 years ago, it always remained the same. There was several photos of his parents and her and Team Flash in frames around the apartment, with the furniture and decor mainly a deep crimson color. It always smelt of a combination of mint and aftershave, or to Caitlin, "The Barry Scent",which even then with the strong smell of lasagna coursing through the apartment, you could easily identify that Barry lived there.

She softly closed and locked the door, slipped out of her clothing, and stepped in the shower.

Thank god for Barry, she thought, scrubbing herself while mindlessly singing along to her own tune.

12:11 am

"Who knew," Caitlin chuckled to Barry who was sitting on the couch with her, a grin evident on his face, "that the Flash can cook good lasanga."

Barry scrunched up his nose in a playfull manner. "Good," he said, dramitcally placing a hand on his chest as if he where seriously offended, "By the way you where eating it I would've thought that you never had lasagna in your life!"

Caitlin rolled her eyes playfully and snorted. Barry yawned loudly and streched out his limbs tiredly giving Caitlin a clear view of his huge muscles. He just keeps getting hotter and hotter, she thought, and looked at Barry's face to see that he was giving her an amused expression.

"Who keeps getting hotter and hotter?" he asked, raising a brow in curiousity.

Caitlin grinned as she looked around the living room, mindlessly answering with a little bit of a too much of an honest answer.

"You do," she replied calmly, her cinnamon eyes scanning over his face and strong arms.

Wait

Hold up

Oh... shes screwed.

How could she say that? She was thinking it, and hell- it is true, but she definately did not want Barry to know her feelings for him and especially not like this.

She cringed. Damn it Caitlin, she told herself, why couldn't you just shut your mouth and stop rabbling about how hot he is!

"I mean..." she stammered but she had nothing to say. She sighed and closed her eyes. Please let this just be a dream.

Why would you say that? she thought to herself. Now you and Barry's friendship is ruined, and now its going to be super akward between you two.

She opened her eyes and looked at Barry who was staring lovingly at her, with a huge grin plastered on his face.

Barry chuckled at Caitlin. She felt a warm hand on her knee. "Relax Cait," he soothed, "it's fine," he said, before givng her a peck on the lips that shocked them both from head to toe. " I like you too. "

Caitlin grinned. "I guess I need to break my shower more often."

Just a little story I thought I would share. Hope y'all liked it!