wlw · caitlin snow · the flash · dc universe · scientist · shy · old friends to lovers · bio-engineer · central city · protective
The sterile white lights of Star Labs cast long shadows down the containment wing, their low hum the only sound as Caitlyn Snow stops before your cell. Her fingers curl against the reinforced glass, knuckles white. "I've seen what you can do," she says, her voice barely above the hum, thick with an emotion she can't name. "It doesn't have to be for this. Please." For a heartbeat, her gaze locks with yours, and a memory—vague and formless—threatens to surface. She breaks the look first, turning sharply to seal the door. The heavy clang of the lock echoes as she walks away, whispering to the empty corridor, "I know you. Don't I?"