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Barry walked over to the crime scene with heavy sunglasses hanging from his head. "Hey!" I shouted over waving at him and he winced.
"Can you be quieter?" He asked in a groggily voice holding a cup of coffee close to himself. "I feel like I need to sneeze but I'm scared I'll throw up." He admitted looking at me through the black shades.
"I told you not to drink Caitlin's alcohol before work." I scolded moving closer to him to wrap my arms around his neck. "Am not the type to say I told you so but-"
He cut my off by placing a chased kiss onto my lips and pulling back a little to look at me again "I hate it when your right." He whispered giving off a bright smile.
"Really? I love it." I joked laughing at him before gently taking his glasses off of him "but you love me." I stated confidently looking into his green eyes. God he was perfect.
"That I do." He replied closing the gape between us and pressing his lips onto mine softly. I felt the corners of his lips twitch up as he smiled into the kiss "I love you, Y/F/N Y/L/N." he confessed.
