Unhidden (Barry Allen Is Sebastian Smythe), The Sequel to Hidden Away Until Now

22| One Phone Call Can Change Everything

First published: august 26, 2021

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Morning shined on Barry Allen and Oliver Queen in their home. Barry stretched out as he awoke softly. He carefully moved his body so he wasn't tangled with Oliver before casually waking the archer up.

"Morning, Ollie," Barry grinned as he kissed the archer.

Oliver smiled at him as he kissed back passionately. They spent the next hour just together, trying to make up for the lost time.

An hour later, Barry got ready for work, while Oliver went to go get something for breakfast. He was just about to walk downstairs when his phone rang. Barry grabbed it from his pocket and saw Kurt's number.

Barry ran back into the room, accepting the call. Kurt's face appeared on the screen. "Barry!"

"Kurt!" Barry said. "What's up?"

Kurt smiled. "Blaine and I need to talk to you, can you drop by our place in New York after work? Also, I'm glad you and Oliver got back together. I know how much he loves you, and how much you love him. You two are perfect for each other."

Barry raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Okay... Anyway, sure, I can run over if I can get off earlier," he agreed.

"Great, cause this is going to be big!"

Barry nodded and talked to Kurt for a minute longer before saying goodbye. He walked down the stairs to the kitchen where Oliver was laying out two plates of pancakes.

Barry tilted his head. Oliver was cooking at the stove? "Is the Oliver Queen cooking?" He asked, taking a seat.

Oliver chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Yes, I do know how to cook, just not as well as you."

"Hey, that's what happens when you spend like five years in Europe, you learn how to cook really well," Barry chided, picking up his cutlery. He took a bite. "Not bad, Ollie."

Oliver shook his head, chuckling. He kissed Barry before sitting down.

"What's so funny?"

"Just that you don't like my cooking."

Barry almost choked. "I said it wasn't bad, Oliver. It's just not as good as mine."

Oliver grinned. "I know, it's just amazing how special you are. You're a speedster, you can cook, you have other personality, you can sing, you can dance, you were a model, and you're actually a billionaire."

Barry smiled at him. "That's me, but you're special, too, Ollie. Just in... other ways." He took his plate to the sink. "I could compile a list for you later if you'd like." He kissed Oliver on the cheek. "I'm going to be late tonight."

Oliver nodded, patting Barry on the shoulder. Barry stretched out his arms before taking off running.

Barry could see the familiar lights of his lab as walked into it. As he entered the lab, he could feel his throat loosen more as he walked to his desk, his hands feeling the wood as he sat down.

He grabbed a case and opened it, his mind turned to focus on the case, which meant shoving the thought of what Kurt and Blaine wanted to the back of his mind.

And by all means, he planned to get through this day.

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Barry cracked his knuckles as he walked out of the CCPD. He pulled on his jacket as he found an empty alleyway. He checked to see if anyone was passing by before he sped off onto the road.

About twenty minutes later, he stood outside of Kurt and Blaine's residence. He'd worked through the day, trying to ignore the nagging thought of wondering, but it kept pushing its way to the front of his mind. Even as Sebastian took care of an interrogation, it pushed to the front of his mind.