Dr. Harrison Wells (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
harrisonwells) wrote2016-03-01 01:24 pm
harrisonwells) wrote2016-03-01 01:24 pm
EUDIO: IC INBOX
"This is Dr. Harrison Wells. Leave a message. A relevant message."
text | voice | video | network un: starlabs
"This is Dr. Harrison Wells. Leave a message. A relevant message."
text | voice | video | network un: starlabs
Multiversal physics. Mmm, fine. [It's only a small concession, given how comfortable he is, and he hasn't got the equipment at home to look at it in-depth anyway. He'd need to be at the lab for that.]
Really. Barry and Cisco? [He sounds sleepily interested. He can feel the difference, the way she just melts as she repeats their names. That's interesting. He'd assumed she knew Cisco, since she'd been at his birthday party—the memory of which is still very fresh in his mind, he's glad for more than one reason that he'd been persuaded to stop by—but he hadn't realized she knew Barry. At least well enough that she'd miss him once they all went home.]
I didn't know you knew Barry and Cisco so well. [Does he almost sound asleep? He doesn't feel almost asleep, but this isn't a tense subject. There's no reason she shouldn't know Barry and Cisco. Smart, techy, science guys.
...They're my favorites. I love 'em....
...wait.]
Really. Barry and Cisco? [He sounds sleepily interested. He can feel the difference, the way she just melts as she repeats their names. That's interesting. He'd assumed she knew Cisco, since she'd been at his birthday party—the memory of which is still very fresh in his mind, he's glad for more than one reason that he'd been persuaded to stop by—but he hadn't realized she knew Barry. At least well enough that she'd miss him once they all went home.]
I didn't know you knew Barry and Cisco so well. [Does he almost sound asleep? He doesn't feel almost asleep, but this isn't a tense subject. There's no reason she shouldn't know Barry and Cisco. Smart, techy, science guys.
...They're my favorites. I love 'em....
...wait.]
Worse at home. Our light is different. I can actually see a few stars from STAR Labs on your Earth.
[And then, almost as an afterthought, tentatively coming a few seconds later:]
Is it a problem in the future?
[And then, almost as an afterthought, tentatively coming a few seconds later:]
Is it a problem in the future?
Edited (What even is HTML) 2016-04-24 05:55 (UTC)
It was, for a time. Pitch black and worse at night.
But human ingenuity prevailed over itself eventually. City ordinances and construction codes. Innovations in street light technology. All for a glimpse of something that had never gone anywhere.
But human ingenuity prevailed over itself eventually. City ordinances and construction codes. Innovations in street light technology. All for a glimpse of something that had never gone anywhere.
We like to enjoy our conveniences as we see a sky full of stars and imagine this must have been what it was like for our ancestors.
[Another long pause.]
I have so many questions.
[Another long pause.]
I have so many questions.
Better times to ask them than four in the morning. Don’t you think.
Oh I'm sorry, which of us started this at three in the morning? Remind me.
( he smiles a little bit at that, small and sad, stroking a thumb over his cheek idly. a little in awe, at harrison -- how much he cares about him, how much it meant to hear harrison cares about for him in return. a fatherly way, maybe, which almost hurts if he thinks about it longer than he needs to. is it wrong of him to want more? )
I like it more on you.
( which definitely goes without saying, but you know. he still needs the words out loud, the you're the only one i need and i do need you, regardless of universes or how they were never meant to have met up. it means something regardless, it means everything, and much like cisco's party although without the alcohol definer, barry leans in and presses his mouth to him, a little desperate. finding the good still left in this city and searching for it in harrison. )
I like it more on you.
( which definitely goes without saying, but you know. he still needs the words out loud, the you're the only one i need and i do need you, regardless of universes or how they were never meant to have met up. it means something regardless, it means everything, and much like cisco's party although without the alcohol definer, barry leans in and presses his mouth to him, a little desperate. finding the good still left in this city and searching for it in harrison. )
[ somewhere, on a beach with a total station set up nearby, eobard thawne sits back on one hand, lets his head loll back up skyward in thought. ]
Touché.
Go on. One question. I don’t intend to be transactional; you must know, instinctively and intellectually, that time isn’t to be trifled with. Can’t have you running home with some theory of quantum gravity you didn’t rightfully earn.
Touché.
Go on. One question. I don’t intend to be transactional; you must know, instinctively and intellectually, that time isn’t to be trifled with. Can’t have you running home with some theory of quantum gravity you didn’t rightfully earn.
[It hadn't been a challenge to predict that this might be coming, and Harrison's fingers rub lightly over the nape of Barry's neck, slow and even, keeping him here.
The last thing he wants is to do something that will end up hurting Barry even more deeply.
But that doesn't mean he won't lean into the kiss, light and careful, the hand around Barry's waist tucking him in closer. Here, at least for a little while, there isn't anything Barry needs to save, nothing to sacrifice for, it's just them. He can just be Barry Allen.]
The last thing he wants is to do something that will end up hurting Barry even more deeply.
But that doesn't mean he won't lean into the kiss, light and careful, the hand around Barry's waist tucking him in closer. Here, at least for a little while, there isn't anything Barry needs to save, nothing to sacrifice for, it's just them. He can just be Barry Allen.]
My Earth stabilized CFL quark matter years ago. My Earth is doing fine, I'm sure we'll stumble into all your advancements eventually.
[In his rented house, still pitch black except for the light from his phone for the last hour, Harrison taps his glasses against his lips and slips them back on.]
Who are you going back to when you leave?
[In his rented house, still pitch black except for the light from his phone for the last hour, Harrison taps his glasses against his lips and slips them back on.]
Who are you going back to when you leave?
[ long, long pause. ]
Good night, Harrison.
[ impossible to tell in text whether the words are touched with anger, or acidity. they might even be gentle. in real time eobard stands up, flips the phone onto mute and pockets it, picks up his black duffel. the sun will be rising soon. he’d like to be home before then. ]
Good night, Harrison.
[ impossible to tell in text whether the words are touched with anger, or acidity. they might even be gentle. in real time eobard stands up, flips the phone onto mute and pockets it, picks up his black duffel. the sun will be rising soon. he’d like to be home before then. ]
Mhm, mhm.
[ ohgreat, and now she's going to ramble even more because it's hard not to. well, scratch that. he wants to always, basically, right? but it's hard trying to figure out how to talk about them in a way that wouldn't lead to more explanations than she's willing to give. it's tricky! but.. also really quite simple, apparently, right now. her free hand starts to gesture a little bit, going into full explanation mode ]
I met Cisco pretty much back on day one. He signed up to take drum lessons with me - I teach drum lessons - and so we hung out all the time and we have a lot in common, so that's how he became my best friend. He left one time and came back and his memories were kind of foggy, but I think some part of him remembered me. He picked up drum basics way faster the second time. And then I asked him out on a date finally, um, a few weeks ago, which isn't usually- I don't date, going out on dates is so weird, but I don't know. Cisco's different. And [ big breath! ] Barry I also met on day one, but then he left, and then he came back and he didn't remember me or anything else about this whole place, but obviously I remembered him, and he started coming by the music shop more and more, and then we started hanging out outside of that [ hooking up, she means hooking up ] and I ended up having a lot in common with Barry too, but different things, somehow, so it was cool. Sometimes I think about asking him out on a date too, officially, but I keep chickening out for some reason. Ugh. Dating is so dumb.
[ is she done? she seems done. BUT NO. ]
The three of us are in a band together, too. The Quickies. We're pretty great.
[ ohgreat, and now she's going to ramble even more because it's hard not to. well, scratch that. he wants to always, basically, right? but it's hard trying to figure out how to talk about them in a way that wouldn't lead to more explanations than she's willing to give. it's tricky! but.. also really quite simple, apparently, right now. her free hand starts to gesture a little bit, going into full explanation mode ]
I met Cisco pretty much back on day one. He signed up to take drum lessons with me - I teach drum lessons - and so we hung out all the time and we have a lot in common, so that's how he became my best friend. He left one time and came back and his memories were kind of foggy, but I think some part of him remembered me. He picked up drum basics way faster the second time. And then I asked him out on a date finally, um, a few weeks ago, which isn't usually- I don't date, going out on dates is so weird, but I don't know. Cisco's different. And [ big breath! ] Barry I also met on day one, but then he left, and then he came back and he didn't remember me or anything else about this whole place, but obviously I remembered him, and he started coming by the music shop more and more, and then we started hanging out outside of that [ hooking up, she means hooking up ] and I ended up having a lot in common with Barry too, but different things, somehow, so it was cool. Sometimes I think about asking him out on a date too, officially, but I keep chickening out for some reason. Ugh. Dating is so dumb.
[ is she done? she seems done. BUT NO. ]
The three of us are in a band together, too. The Quickies. We're pretty great.
( what a pleasure it is, sometimes, to be just barry allen. he wouldn't trade up the flash life for anything, he thinks, from living a boring and frankly meaningless life before -- now he's someone, something greater. but being barry allen, just a boy kissing another boy, that's a quiet moment of serenity he won't pass up on, gentle fingers at harrison's chin keeping him tilted just right, so barry can kiss and kiss and kiss, and have his fill of kisses, off the man that in another life would've been his mentor.
he doesn't think about eobard -- he tries not to think about eobard, at least. he shuts his eyes and takes vision away in light of feeling him, harrison, just slightly shorter but there enough that barry can make a gentle effort into pining him against the wall behind him, a solid chest knocking him back. the motion could be suggestive, or it could be desperate -- eager or wanton or sad or lonely, endlessly and impossibly filled with emotion that exudes itself in tucking harrison against the wall, slotting between his legs while barry kisses, and kisses and kisses. )
he doesn't think about eobard -- he tries not to think about eobard, at least. he shuts his eyes and takes vision away in light of feeling him, harrison, just slightly shorter but there enough that barry can make a gentle effort into pining him against the wall behind him, a solid chest knocking him back. the motion could be suggestive, or it could be desperate -- eager or wanton or sad or lonely, endlessly and impossibly filled with emotion that exudes itself in tucking harrison against the wall, slotting between his legs while barry kisses, and kisses and kisses. )
[It's relaxing in a way, listening to Gwen talk, but he doesn't quite drift off, he's listening. He's curious. And he's forming a picture of Barry and Cisco each finding their way to Gwen, and then both of them finding their way back after returning—the memory of this place is something he wonders about sometimes, how much will he take with him when he returns to his world? not something to focus on now.
As she mentions the band, he smiles, absently pressing a kiss to her collar bone.]
Really. Barry and Cisco are in a band? I might need to see that. Nice name, where did that come from?
[Pause. Go over the last few sentences.]
'Officially'?
As she mentions the band, he smiles, absently pressing a kiss to her collar bone.]
Really. Barry and Cisco are in a band? I might need to see that. Nice name, where did that come from?
[Pause. Go over the last few sentences.]
'Officially'?
[Harrison hits the wall a little harder than expected, knocking just that much more breath out of him as Barry almost drinks him in. It's more than he expects, an escalation from their brief connection at Cisco's party, this is different, he can almost taste how much Barry needs something from him.
So he relaxes against the body crowded so close to him, one arm still tight around Barry's waist, the fingers at the back of his neck sliding forward to cup along his jaw, a thumb tracing the line of his cheek. There's no room for him to whisper, not yet, but there's nothing to say, not when everything is pouring out so clearly in this. There's nothing more for Harrison to do, yet, than let Barry have this.]
So he relaxes against the body crowded so close to him, one arm still tight around Barry's waist, the fingers at the back of his neck sliding forward to cup along his jaw, a thumb tracing the line of his cheek. There's no room for him to whisper, not yet, but there's nothing to say, not when everything is pouring out so clearly in this. There's nothing more for Harrison to do, yet, than let Barry have this.]
( it is different -- he isn't drunk this time, mainly, he's in charge of what he's doing. he knows what he's taking from harrison, pining him back and sucking on his lips, the familiar odd vibration of pent up emotion pressed in against him, more than a little wanton in this particular circumstance. teeth find harrison's flesh lower lip and bite him softly, eagerly, demanding something that he can't name, that he doesn't let them put words to yet. he just does, feeling it out, laying palms flat on the points of harrison's slender hips, and pushing his shirt just fractions of an inch higher, making his intent clear. )
[That vibration is familiar and it pulls a gasp from him, briefly wide-eyed as memories rise entirely unbidden, someone else melting into him like this, eager and wanting, the need coming through his skin with every touch. It's enough to have his hips shifting into Barry's hands with a low sound that could be a groan or a growl, or the barely-there whisper of a name, too muffled in the kiss to know.
There had been a fraction of this before, the realization that this was possible, but it's here now and Harrison hadn't realized how impatiently he'd been waiting for it. The roll of his hips and slide of his teeth against Barry's lip, those are enough to say yes without cluttering the room with words neither of them want to reach for.]
There had been a fraction of this before, the realization that this was possible, but it's here now and Harrison hadn't realized how impatiently he'd been waiting for it. The roll of his hips and slide of his teeth against Barry's lip, those are enough to say yes without cluttering the room with words neither of them want to reach for.]
The network voted on it. I wanted us to be called the Hot Nerds, but the public spoke, and they spoke- Quickies. And you should come see us, our first gig is going to be awesome, I promise. No idea when and where it's gonna be yet, but once we book something, you gotta go.
[ she tips her head a bit like she's trying to look at him, really emphasize how much he has to come see them, but then her eyes glance off to the side, cheeks pink ]
Yeah, officially. I want to ask him out. Not just friends hanging out and then hooking up that night. A date. [ she shifts around a little bit, like she wants to curl up on her side maybe, face him a little better, but she can't remember how to move to make that happen. her legs tangle up with his a little more, but that's it. ah. she'll figure it out later. ] I know he'll say yes, but that's what makes it intimidating.
[ she tips her head a bit like she's trying to look at him, really emphasize how much he has to come see them, but then her eyes glance off to the side, cheeks pink ]
Yeah, officially. I want to ask him out. Not just friends hanging out and then hooking up that night. A date. [ she shifts around a little bit, like she wants to curl up on her side maybe, face him a little better, but she can't remember how to move to make that happen. her legs tangle up with his a little more, but that's it. ah. she'll figure it out later. ] I know he'll say yes, but that's what makes it intimidating.
I'll see what I can do. [Not that it would be a particular hardship to stop by and see that band, with those members. He'll need to see it to believe it, he knows Cisco comes from a musical family from a few absent mentions of his brother's piano ability, but does Barry Allen even have musical talent? He must, but what kind? Yes, Harrison will find the time to stop by.
The rest of it keeps him silent for perhaps a little too long, as he flattens his palm against her ribs and runs it lightly back and forth, slow and smooth. He's thinking. He's thinking about Cisco being different to someone who doesn't date, and wanting to ask Barry out officially instead of just hooking up.
This may have gotten complicated. He tries for a casual tone, it comes out closer to neutral.] You know them much better than I realized.
The rest of it keeps him silent for perhaps a little too long, as he flattens his palm against her ribs and runs it lightly back and forth, slow and smooth. He's thinking. He's thinking about Cisco being different to someone who doesn't date, and wanting to ask Barry out officially instead of just hooking up.
This may have gotten complicated. He tries for a casual tone, it comes out closer to neutral.] You know them much better than I realized.
[ she'd be squirming a bit if she had the energy for it, but his hand moving over her ribs just feels nice now, instead of ticklish. meanwhile, she's still just playing with his hair, her fingertips sometimes brushing along the shell of his ear, but she's having fun with his hair, okay.
and what he says doesn't sink in, not at first. it's not weird that he didn't know about her other friendships or whatever, even with people from his world. it's not like she keeps a LiveJournal in this place, lets the world know every time she grabs coffee with a buddy. but slowly the full meaning behind it sinks in, and- ]
Oh. Oh no, hey, this isn't- [ she's embarrassed enough that she sort of wakes up a little bit, half way, out of her lazy buzz. ] - the three of us, uh, we all see other people. This isn't me going behind their back right now or anything, and you're not- This is fine. [ a beeeat, and she pulls in a big slow breath, like maybe she's about to yawn, but no, she's just- ] Right? This is still fine? Oh my god, why did I even tell you all of that? I probably sound like such a shitty person right now. [ just gonna cover her eyes with her free hand, like that's as good as hiding ]
and what he says doesn't sink in, not at first. it's not weird that he didn't know about her other friendships or whatever, even with people from his world. it's not like she keeps a LiveJournal in this place, lets the world know every time she grabs coffee with a buddy. but slowly the full meaning behind it sinks in, and- ]
Oh. Oh no, hey, this isn't- [ she's embarrassed enough that she sort of wakes up a little bit, half way, out of her lazy buzz. ] - the three of us, uh, we all see other people. This isn't me going behind their back right now or anything, and you're not- This is fine. [ a beeeat, and she pulls in a big slow breath, like maybe she's about to yawn, but no, she's just- ] Right? This is still fine? Oh my god, why did I even tell you all of that? I probably sound like such a shitty person right now. [ just gonna cover her eyes with her free hand, like that's as good as hiding ]
[He lets her talk, and doesn't stop the rubbing, but he's thinking hard while she's talking. Because while Barry and Cisco and Gwen might have some kind of hooking-up-based relationship and are all dancing around their feelings—from what he's seen, both Barry and Cisco are experts at doing that—he isn't sure if he would count as just someone Gwen casually sleeps with on a semi-regular basis.
Things are still fairly simple with him and Cisco, just occasional texts demanding a second opinion on a calculation or horrible puns and yelling, but Barry is a different story. He has no idea where he and Barry stand, on anything, not since Barry came straight to him after encountering Eobard Thawne face to face for the first time.
He's hidden his own feelings before, he knows why it happens and how much easier it is to avoid talking about them, but...] You don't. And I don't necessarily want to call an end to this. I think we both know that would be a challenge.
[Yes, there's a 'but' coming. He's just trying to find the way to phrase it.] ...but they know me and I know them, and I don't know if I fall under the umbrella of 'other people' the way someone else might. [Someone else who hasn't held Barry and talked him down and kissed him a lot against a wall in the process.]
Things are still fairly simple with him and Cisco, just occasional texts demanding a second opinion on a calculation or horrible puns and yelling, but Barry is a different story. He has no idea where he and Barry stand, on anything, not since Barry came straight to him after encountering Eobard Thawne face to face for the first time.
He's hidden his own feelings before, he knows why it happens and how much easier it is to avoid talking about them, but...] You don't. And I don't necessarily want to call an end to this. I think we both know that would be a challenge.
[Yes, there's a 'but' coming. He's just trying to find the way to phrase it.] ...but they know me and I know them, and I don't know if I fall under the umbrella of 'other people' the way someone else might. [Someone else who hasn't held Barry and talked him down and kissed him a lot against a wall in the process.]
Oh?
[ meanwhile, her brain is so thoroughly stuck in the gutter right now, that she immediately jumps to one assumption ]
Dr. Wells. [ she's trying hard to sound so scandalized, but her sleepy smile is back in her tone again ] Have you been kissing my boyfriends?
[ meanwhile, her brain is so thoroughly stuck in the gutter right now, that she immediately jumps to one assumption ]
Dr. Wells. [ she's trying hard to sound so scandalized, but her sleepy smile is back in her tone again ] Have you been kissing my boyfriends?
Edited 2016-04-26 16:23 (UTC)
Apparently. Thankfully only one of them, but yes, one of them. [The answer is immediate, and Harrison sounds more tired than amused. The exertion is starting to catch up with him now and he's fighting off the urge to sleep.]
Barry came to me after he ran across Eobard Thawne for the first time. He was upset and one thing led to another. [Which is all he's going to say, because it's not an easy or a simple subject, and it might be only the first time, and he's probably being used as a coping mechanism and it should bother him more than it does and he's not going to think about why he doesn't mind.]
You might want to mention this, before it happens again.
Barry came to me after he ran across Eobard Thawne for the first time. He was upset and one thing led to another. [Which is all he's going to say, because it's not an easy or a simple subject, and it might be only the first time, and he's probably being used as a coping mechanism and it should bother him more than it does and he's not going to think about why he doesn't mind.]
You might want to mention this, before it happens again.
[ oh, whoa, she was totally joking. but she's not really upset by it or anything, and if she's honest with herself, she's not entirely shocked either. if Barry sought comfort in Harrison, if there was some part of him that needed physical- whatever from him, she knows perfectly well how it's kind of impossible to not want to give that to him. she could wax poetic about how Barry's kind of- magnetic, in a way, charming when he wants to be, irresistible without trying. and no, she doesn't think Harrison would bend or turn to mush the way she does with Barry sometimes when he turns on that charm or looks at her a certain way, but-
yeah, it doesn't shock her.
but at least now she knows what he means when he says it might be different.
however, instead of taking it as a serious suggestion and going with that direction, talking about honesty or being open or whatever, she decides to go for something smarmy and perverted. cause that's WAY easier ]
I'm pretty sure if I mention any of this to Barry, you're going to end up with both of us crawling in bed with you together. We don't really get jealous, we just- share. [ they totally get a little jealous too, she does at least, but the rest isn't a lie ]
yeah, it doesn't shock her.
but at least now she knows what he means when he says it might be different.
however, instead of taking it as a serious suggestion and going with that direction, talking about honesty or being open or whatever, she decides to go for something smarmy and perverted. cause that's WAY easier ]
I'm pretty sure if I mention any of this to Barry, you're going to end up with both of us crawling in bed with you together. We don't really get jealous, we just- share. [ they totally get a little jealous too, she does at least, but the rest isn't a lie ]
( he eats up that sound on Harrison's lips, immediately hungry for more of them to devour, a firstly slow and tempered kiss gaining passion, speed. whatever hesitation those wayward hands first expressed, they now grow bolder in climbing up the footfalls of harrison's ribcage, palming smooth but muscled skin with a vibrating touch, tempting and trusting. teasing, too.
for a man who can think a mile a minute, he wills his brain slower, not to think beyond the touch he presses against the body in front of him -- not his mother's murderer, not his sworn enemy, not anyone except another man he looks up to, and this time, this time, he's sure he won't be betrayed. he hopes he won't. maybe if he gives harrison something worth staying for, he won't leave barry like all the others.
even he can tell how pathetic that is. he still presses a firming cock against harrison's hip, thigh sliding between his legs the nudge at his own. )
for a man who can think a mile a minute, he wills his brain slower, not to think beyond the touch he presses against the body in front of him -- not his mother's murderer, not his sworn enemy, not anyone except another man he looks up to, and this time, this time, he's sure he won't be betrayed. he hopes he won't. maybe if he gives harrison something worth staying for, he won't leave barry like all the others.
even he can tell how pathetic that is. he still presses a firming cock against harrison's hip, thigh sliding between his legs the nudge at his own. )
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