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—subtle. "You and I will never be a great love story. And that's okay! Let's see what kind of story we'll be." A meme for the small, subtle attractions, pull between persons, enjoying each other's company, long looks across crowded rooms, "what ifs," subdued acknowledgements, and never-becoming-what-could-be-s. Or perhaps, more tragically, never-realizing-what's-there-s. After all, not every love story is a romance. — character name, info, prefs, etc. — reply to others. — play.

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[gottagoflashfast]

( This was good. They were talking and getting to know more about eachother. Fiddling with his kit because Barry wasn't really the type to be extremely tidy when in a rush, no pun intended, he starts to wipe stuff down because his fingerprint powder had toppled over and made a mess of everything. Brows furrowing from frustration, he momentarily divided his attention from Wells to the mess that he's cleaning now. Momentarily looking back to his friend then down at his kit. Dabbing dabbing dabbing until the mess was somewhat gone. However, Barry didn't know he had a daughter. Not that he was interested! It's mostly just his fan boy shining through, now. Because he loves to hear new things he didn't know of the older man before. )

I didn't know you had a daughter.

( But let's be honest here. Wells was sugarcoating things. They both knew he didn't want to be here. Barry knew it, knew that this wasn't his earth's wells because Eobard killed him the poor dude didn't even have a chance. But just because he hears the truth doesn't necessarily mean it doesn't hurt. Pausing mid-cleaning, Barry continued to stare at his kit because he knew that if he turned to look at the other .. He'd see right through him. His voice subtly faltering as he commented- )

But that's not entirely true, is it? You don't even want to be here. I understand that you don't belong here but I feel like you're just biding your time.

[binarythinking]

She's about your age and she is.. lost. Somewhere on this Earth. [And Harry will move heaven and however many Earths it takes to find Jesse and bring her home safely. After that? Well. That remains to be seen and his brow lifts at the accusation in his voice.]

I came here to get her back Barry. If I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't be.

Why does it matter to you? To Ramon? How can you even look at me and see anyone but Thawne and his crimes?

[gottagoflashfast]

( This creates a flash of emotions to erupt from the surface. Was Harrison's plan not to ever tell him about this? Did he really not trust them at all? After all they've been through? Barry looks at the other, obviously hurt and taken aback as he leans back defeated into his seat. Crossing his arms, Barry allen stutters on his first words because he's still trying to wrap his mind around all of this. )

Wh- ..When were you going to tell us about this?

( Bar knew that if they wanted to continue working with one another, they needed some form of trust. Even if the man shares the same face as his mother's killer, he was doing his best to look beyond that to an extent. The bewildered glances he sometimes gives the other when he thinks he's not looking ... Well, nobody really has a right to blame him. So regardless of the casual glances and unspoken fears Barry has, that had never stopped him from trusting Harrison wells was a good man. And not Eobard Thawne. )

So what, nothing we do here matters to you? Is that what you're saying?

( Barry moves to shut his case and clean his hands with a moist towelette. )

Because I'm adult enough to look beyond all that. True, he might have worn your face but it's like you said. You're Harrison Wells. He never was. You can't even imagine the pain he's put me through, you can't admonish me for that. I may physically heal fast because of my powers but psychologically .. It's going to take time and if you're expecting quick results ... It's just not going to happen. So if you can't accept that ..

( Burdened, Barry shakes his head in disappointment. Looking away. )