Well, currently, I feel like a piece of crap. My stomach is killing me.

But I don't wanna break my streak just yet - so I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I haven't said this yet, but I'll say it now - all the support I've been getting... it just means the world to me. I love all you guys. Thank you so much. :)

Now, onto the chapter! :)

Frost was currently taking a nap on one of the gurneys in the med-lab, sound asleep.

The poor thing had been very busy that day, and had kicked the butts of three of the strongest metas they had come across, only needing Barry and Nora to help her out with one.

So, in short, this little nap was well deserved.

And also, Barry sat close by as Frost snored. He couldn't help but take in how amazing she looked when she was asleep... and he wasn't lying when he said she was really pretty a few days ago; he meant it. She was. And as was Caitlin - he thought Caitlin was probably the prettiest woman he had ever met.

And another thing he had noticed...

Sometimes, when Frost was sleeping, her hair would revert from white back to brown, and back again.

Could that mean it differed depending on who was dreaming?

He didn't really feel it was his place to ask.

And he felt as if he really shouldn't be here right now...

But something told him to stay. As if Frost would need him there when she woke up.

Suddenly, she began to stir a bit in her sleep - her hair was currently white, which, in his estimate, meant that Frost was the one dreaming.

She then whispered something softly.

He knew he'd probably regret this, but he tip-toed a little bit closer so he could make out what she was saying.

"H-Hi... B-Barrrrryyyy..."

Her words were incredibly slurred, so she was probably speaking normally in her dream - Barry couldn't help but feel honored. Frost dreamed of him...

That could mean several things in and of itself.

However, she had been asleep for about three hours - knowing Frost, she'd probably want to get up soon.

"I'm never gonna forgive myself for this," he whispered to himself.

Then, he made his way over to Frost's bedside, and lightly rubbed her back.

"Frosty? You wanna get up?" he asked softly.

"Go 'wayyy..." she said slowly. "Try'na sleeps here..."

"You've been asleep for nearly three hours," Barry sighed, rubbing her back. "And you specifically requested I wake you up after three hours."

"Well why'd ya listen?" Frost asked softly, slowly stirring.

"Because... I can't exactly disobey a face as pretty as that," he chuckled.

This caused Frost to peep an eye out, and smile a small bit - she was still a bit drowsy, but she had some of her re-collection back.

"You... think I'm pretty?" she asked, smiling.

"Of course," Barry smiled, rubbing her hand softly. "I think you're very pretty."

"Do you think Caitlin's pretty too?" she then asked.

"Well, it wouldn't be fair to Cait if I said no," Barry laughed. "You know... we've been over this before."

"I know," Frost giggled. "Its just... well, I like going over it again. Because it makes me... happy."

Barry laughed lightly, unable to wipe the huge smile off of his face. "Well, if it makes you happy, it makes me happy too."

"Good," Frost smiled. "You deserve to be happy, Barry... you and Cisco and them..."

"Why, thank you, miss Frost," smiled Barry.

Frost sent him a cute smile, showing him that she really appreciated what he had said.

About five minutes later, she had fully woken up. She was fully aware of her senses and surroundings, and had regained her eagerness to get back into the field.

"Frost, I'm sorry... but I think there's not gonna be any more meta attacks," Barry said. "Sorry."

"Bummer, and I was just getting started," she muttered. "Oh well... have a good night, Barry."

"You too, Frosty," smiled Barry. Then, he tapped her forehead. "You too, Cait. Have a good night."

"Thanks, Barry!" Caitlin yawned from inside her head, also just now waking up from a long nap.

As Frost walked out of the building, she couldn't stop from smiling widely. "What's got you in such a good mood there, sis?" asked Caitlin, who Frost could tell was smirking.

"I just had a fluffy conversation with my bestie Barry," she smiled. "And he means it - he really does think you're pretty."

"I-oh! Uh-uhm, we-well then..." Caitlin stuttered. "That's uh... that's nice. Nice of him."

"Uh huh," smirked Frost, "and get this - he held my hand. Which means, also, you've held hands with Barry."

Caitlin couldn't believe it... Frost was so easily toying with her!

Oh, two could play at that game...

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Sorry that it was a bit shorter - but I wanted to be able to have something fluffy for y'all for tomorrow. :) Hopefully I'll feel better soon lol.

See ya guys next chapter! :D