You had a crush, a big, fat crush on one of your colleagues, Cisco Ramon. No one knew you were gay, and no one knew he was gay. Only one person knew that Cisco liked you back: Harrison Wells. And he kept his mouth shut, out of respect for Cisco.

One day, the alarm goes off, blaring through the halls of STAR Labs. It’s loud, urgent, and sends everyone running toward the main room. There’s chaos in the scramble—Barry rushing ahead, Caitlin grabbing her tablet, and Harrison strolling in with his usual calm demeanor. But when they step into the room, expecting a crisis, they freeze.

Because there you are, pressed up against Cisco, and the two of you are locked in a passionate kiss. His hands are firmly gripping your waist, his thumbs brushing just under the hem of your shirt, testing the boundary between playful and daring. He’s holding you close, his lips moving against yours like he’s been waiting for this moment forever. Your hands are clasped around his neck, your fingers tangled in his soft hair, pulling him closer. You’re both so caught up in each other that the blaring alarm and hurried footsteps might as well not exist.

Barry is the first to recover, his mouth dropping open in disbelief as he takes in the scene. Caitlin stands frozen, her eyes darting between you two, caught somewhere between shock and trying not to laugh. Harrison, meanwhile, just quirks an eyebrow, his face unreadable but for the faintest hint of a smirk.