Dec. 8th, 2018 07:15 am
Fic: Don't Make Me Wait
ciscoscaitlin asks: I just reread your proposal fic and now I desperately need a fluff piece of my babies planning their wedding please 😩? I’ll love u forever.
You sent this to me so long ago and it’s been on my mind, but I wasn’t exactly sure how to do it … until now! It’s mostly fluff. Like. 98.2% fluff.
Don’t Make Me Wait
Cisco ducked into the med lab, snuck up behind Caitlin, and slid his hands over her eyes. “Guess who,” he crooned in her ear.
She reached up and pulled his hands away without looking around. “Hi, sweetie.”
“Wow,” he said, hooking a chair with his foot and plopping into it. “Engaged a whole week and I’m already getting the absent ‘hi sweetie.’ Romance really does die when you get married.”
She looked up. “I’m sorry. Hi.” She leaned over to kiss him.
He kissed her back. “What’s up? You looked like you were trying to figure out the cure for cancer there. Oh, hey, are you? Can I help?”
“No,” she said. “I mean, no to the cure for cancer.” She pushed a pad of graph paper over to him. “You can help me with this.”
He took it and saw that it was divided into several boxes, each one labeled with the name of a local business that did weddings. A few numbers and dates were jotted under each name. “Venues?”
She nodded. “Since you mentioned a couple of places while we were talking about it last night, I decided to research. Make a few calls. Just get an idea of how much they charge and how many people they can fit, you know.”
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crossposted from Tumblr
You sent this to me so long ago and it’s been on my mind, but I wasn’t exactly sure how to do it … until now! It’s mostly fluff. Like. 98.2% fluff.
Don’t Make Me Wait
Cisco ducked into the med lab, snuck up behind Caitlin, and slid his hands over her eyes. “Guess who,” he crooned in her ear.
She reached up and pulled his hands away without looking around. “Hi, sweetie.”
“Wow,” he said, hooking a chair with his foot and plopping into it. “Engaged a whole week and I’m already getting the absent ‘hi sweetie.’ Romance really does die when you get married.”
She looked up. “I’m sorry. Hi.” She leaned over to kiss him.
He kissed her back. “What’s up? You looked like you were trying to figure out the cure for cancer there. Oh, hey, are you? Can I help?”
“No,” she said. “I mean, no to the cure for cancer.” She pushed a pad of graph paper over to him. “You can help me with this.”
He took it and saw that it was divided into several boxes, each one labeled with the name of a local business that did weddings. A few numbers and dates were jotted under each name. “Venues?”
She nodded. “Since you mentioned a couple of places while we were talking about it last night, I decided to research. Make a few calls. Just get an idea of how much they charge and how many people they can fit, you know.”
( Read more... )
crossposted from Tumblr
