Note: This is a continuation of the first chapter

Caitlin woke up as the sun's light streamed directly into their bedroom. Blinking awake, she turned to look at their alarm clock to read that it was almost 9am. Mentally, she knew she should get up – it was Christmas and they had things to do today. However, it was so warm and cozy under the covers; it was one of the many perks that came with sharing a bed with a speedster.

Thinking of him, the doctor looked over at the lump next to her, still sleeping soundly. He looked tired, but that was expected when she knew he essentially worked two full-time jobs to keep this city safe.

She reached out, running her hand delicately through his hair. He moved briefly, leaning into her and letting out a sigh of contentment, but didn't wake. Her heart squeezed at the action, manifesting into the adoring smile plastered on her face as she watched him.

Retracting her hand, she carefully got up from the bed. She walked over to their bedroom door, grabbing her robe from the hook and tying the garment securely on. Mendel, who had been sleeping at their feet all night, perked his head up.

"Come on, Mend," she quietly called, motioning to the dog to follow her out of the bedroom. She didn't want Mendel to wake up Barry if he had to go out. The dog jumped off the bed and happily trailed after her into the kitchen.

"You think Barry would like French toast for breakfast?" Caitlin asked the dog, who only looked at up at her curiously. "I think so," she answered herself, already walking around the kitchen to get everything she needed.

It was Christmas, so she turned on a radio station that was playing holiday music, letting it play quietly as she warmed up the griddle and created the egg mixture to dip the bread in. Meanwhile, she threw some bacon on a side pan and started brewing the coffee.

It wasn't until she took the bacon off the pan and was halfway done the French toast when she heard their bedroom door opening. Mendel heard too as he finally left her side to go greet his other master good morning.

"Hey, buddy," she heard Barry greet the dog groggily, making her smile to herself as she flipped another row of their breakfast.

"Mmm, smells good," Barry told her as he entered the kitchen. He came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist as he laid his head on her shoulder to watch her cook. "Merry Christmas," he murmured into the side of her neck before placing a delicate kiss there.

Warmth spread throughout her. "Merry Christmas," she dotingly replied back, craning her neck to give her boyfriend a small peck.

"Did you take Mendel out yet?" he questioned when she turned back to the task at hand.

She shook her head as she checked the brownness of the bread. "Not yet."

"I'll take him out then," Barry said, dropping a kiss to her cheek before slowly separating himself from her. "Come on, boy," he lightly hollered, clapping his hands to gain the dog's attention.

The pitter-patter of the dog's paws against the kitchen's tiles were heard scurrying to Barry's direction. Caitlin looked over just in time to see her two boys leave the apartment, bundled up and ready to weather the cold.

She flipped the last of the French toast on a separate plate and one by one took everything they needed for breakfast out on the table. Only after preparing her and Barry's coffees did she hear the front door open, signally their return.

She walked over to the table, setting their hot beverages down. "Cold?" she asked with a chuckle, seeing the speedster flushed pink from the frigid weather outside.

"Oh yeah," he expressed, shivering as he hung up his coat and then made his way over to the table, sitting down next to her.

"You can vibrate, you know?" she told him, watching as she stacked his plate high with the food and doused them all heavily in syrup – he was lucky he had such a fast metabolism. "It'll warm you up."

"But that's what you're for," he joked around a forkful of food, winking at her.

She laughed, shaking her head amusingly, blushing only minimally. "So, do you want to exchange our presents after breakfast, or wait until Joe's tonight?"

His face broke into a big grin. "Do you think I can honestly wait until tonight to give you my present?"

"No…you don't have the best track record," she admitted with another giggle, vividly remembering their last Christmas when he gifted her Mendel.

"In fact," he started, getting up from the table, "why wait until after breakfast?"

Before she could say a word, Barry jogged to their bedroom. She could faintly hear draws shutting and closing and the rustling of bags. A moment later, he called for the dog, which confused Caitlin even further.

"Cait?" Barry called out to her a few minutes later. "Come here!"

Furrowing her brow, Caitlin got up from the table and made her way to the bedroom. When she entered, she was greeted with Barry by their bed and Mendel sitting on top of it. She laughed once she saw Mendel, or rather what the dog was wearing. "Is Mendel wearing jeans?" she humorously asked.

She walked over to their husky, scratching him behind the ears. "Your daddy thinks he's funny, huh?" she baby-talked to the dog.

Barry snorted, standing next to her. "I thought it was quite ingenious, myself," he commented with a proud grin.

"It was, honey," she complied, smiling teasingly at him and affectionately rolling her eyes. She leaned up on her tippy toes to give him a gracious kiss. "Thank you."

"While I appreciate the kiss," he said as they separated, "that wasn't your gift." Caitlin looked up at him puzzlingly. "Check the pockets," he instructed, tilting his head towards where their jean-clad dog was still sitting.

Caitlin turned back to Mendel who was sitting obediently on their bed, mouth opened happily with his tongue hanging out. He licked the side of her face as she leaned down to pat the jeans, looking for the pockets. She giggled and gave the playful dog her own kiss. "Oh, here, I found it," she said, finding the pocket.

Inside she felt something made of glass. Confused even further, Caitlin fished out the mystery present and saw it to be a small test tube that was decorate with snowflakes and lightning bolts. She gasped however when she saw the pristine diamond ring suspended from the cork stopper at the top.

She turned to Barry, surprised and awed.

"Marry me?" he asked nervously as he got down on one knee, smiling unsurely.

Caitlin's eyes immediately watered, like the amass joy she was experiencing had to pour out of her because there was too much for her body to contain. "Yes," she answered waterily, nodding in case he couldn't understand her.

Barry's unsure smile immediately turned into a radiating grin as he got up from his knee and engulfed her into his arms. He happily peppered kisses all over her face before giving her a heart-soaring kiss on the lips that made her toes curl.

He broke away, but only to rid the ring from the test tube and place it on her finger. "You like it?"

Gazing at the ring, knowing what it meant and knowing what was now in store for her and Barry, Caitlin swore her heart grew due to the magnitude of its beat. She looked up at her fiancé, starry eyed. "I love it," she softly answered, cupping his face to peck him. "I love you," she spoke against his lips, before diving into another kiss.

The speedster smiled against her lips as they kissed, his arms wrapping around her waist to hoist her up on the bed. Stepping in-between her legs, he leaned over her, letting his lean frame press gently against her own. Her moan was muffled under his lips, but it had the desired effect.

He tugged at her robe string, freeing it after a few tries and opening it to reach a new expansion of her skin. Barry tore his mouth away from her lips to kiss and suckle down her throat and across her collar bone. As Barry started to descend his attention elsewhere, however, Caitlin noticed something in the corner of her eye.

"Barry," she let out breathily, her voice suffering from the effects his ministrations were causing within her.

"Mmm," he only murmured, his lips now at the edge of her cleavage while his one hand was starting to hike up her night blouse.

"No, no, Barry," she tried again, this time pushing against him.

He immediately stopped and looked down at her worriedly. "What? What's wrong?" he asked apprehensively, like he was afraid he had done something bad to her.

"Nothing," she quickly reassured him, then nodded her head in the direction next to her. "It's just that Mendel is still here and I'm not too keen on my dog witnessing where this is headed…"

"Oh," Barry let out, relieved. He then laughed, looking over at their dog just lying next to them a foot or so away, seemingly oblivious to what his owners were doing. "I'll get right on that," he said as he quickly got off the bed and went to their door. "Come on, boy," Barry called out.

The dog obeyed, jumping off the bed and following Barry.

"Mommy and Daddy just want a little alone time for right now," he told the dog as he ushered Mendel out. Caitlin giggled.

"Now, where were we?" Barry asked as he shut their bedroom door, making his way back to the bed where his beautiful fiancé was sprawled lusciously out for him.

Caitlin reached out to him, guiding him to his previous position. "I think you were about to show me why I'm marrying you," she said with a playful quirk.

And that he did.

A/N: Again, these two just living together and doing domestic things is such a weakness. Gahhh. Anyway, leave a review if you enjoyed it. I love hearing from you guys! :)

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