[Should it be happening? Maybe, maybe not, but now that it's started, now that Caitlin's fingers are running over him, bringing him closer, Barry is only thinking about her. He turns, leaning against the computer work station behind him and pulling her flush.
Someone else might walk in, or walk back in, or the metahuman alarm might go off and he'll need to be somewhere else, but there will always be a something-else that will come up. He doesn't want to wait around for a perfect moment anymore, he wants to make one.]
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Someone else might walk in, or walk back in, or the metahuman alarm might go off and he'll need to be somewhere else, but there will always be a something-else that will come up. He doesn't want to wait around for a perfect moment anymore, he wants to make one.]