You sat at the bar alone. Another shit day to go with your crap life. It seemed like everything had been falling apart recently. The only thing that you looked forward to was seeing your boss, Harrison Wells, at S.T.A.R. Labs. Even then, your crush on him was completely one sided. He probably didn’t even know your name. Nobody their did. Why would they even bother? It wasn’t like you were important.
You ordered your favourite drink and stayed alone. Why were you even here? You laid your forehead on the bar. The cool wood did nothing to ease your thoughts. How many nights did you sit like this at home, waiting for someone to understand what it was like? You didn’t have that many friends. You didn’t necessarily prefer being alone, but you also didn’t try very hard to talk to anyone. You were always afraid that they would reject you. Everyone else did.
You knew you were expendable. Especially at work. You were a bioengineer and you used to think you were pretty good until Harrison hired Caitlin Snow. She was so much better than you. The rest of S.T.A.R. Labs seemed to think so. They always, always, went to her when they needed something done. You were always just sat in the corner playing with one of your projects. You sipped your drink. You didn’t expect to be hit on. No one ever hit on you in bars, not that you’d know what to say if they did.
You sat in that bar for 3 hours, drowning your sorrows. When you were done, you paid your tab and stumbled outside. You bumped into someone. You muttered an apology and pulled out your phone to call a taxi.
“(Y/N)?” You head Harrison say.
You turned around and saw he was the man you had run into.
“Oh! Dr. Wells, I, well, I wasn’t expecting to see you here.” You stammered, suddenly feeling very sober.
“Nor I you. What are you doing here?”
“Oh, you know, just, um, drinking. It hasn’t been a great day.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s nothing. Nothing you’d care about, anyway.”
“Try me.” He said, holding out his hand to you.
You took it and followed him back into the bar. He ordered you a water as you told him everything. All of your insecurities, the alcohol from before helping you lay out the story entirely. Much to your surprise, he held on to every word. Harrison was listening intently. You were shocked. No one had ever really sat and let you talk with them for so long. When you got to the end, he took your hand.
“(Y/N), you are beautiful, amazing, and more important than you could ever know. Don’t you dare ever think that I- erm, we, don’t care about you again. Okay?”
You nodded. Harrsion leaned forward and after hesitating for a moment, he kissed you cheek. He offered to drive you home. You hadn’t even noticed that he hadn’t touched his drink at all, giving you his full attention. He took you to your door and stood there silently as you went in. You leaned on the door and bit your lip. You could still feel Harrison’s lips on your cheek. Smiling, you went to bed.