The discovery of Harrison Wells being Reverse Flash had broken your heart.

You had been in love with the man, damn near close to a relationship with him, and the Team hadn’t looked at you the same since. You couldn’t blame them— you’d side-eye Iris if it were discovered she had a relationship with a secret villain —but you would never betray them…

Or, at least, that’s what you told yourself.

Eobard Thawne still wore the face and body of Harrison Wells, and he still acted like him, to a degree.

It’s the only reason you sleep with him.

And you immediately regret it the morning of, waking up tangled in sheets and an empty bed.

“Fuck.” You mumble, staring at the ceiling almost in a daze, as you weren’t sure why you agreed to sleep with the man.

“That’s exactly what happened last night, {{user}}.” The snarky response and the feeling of his body sliding back into bed next to yours makes you shiver. He was always so warm, even though you were sure it was sixty degrees in your house; you liked it cold.