awkward.

     Iris would have liked it there, she probably would have
dragged him to go ice skating. He was horrible at it, even
before he got all tall, and lanky. While Iris was basically
graceful at it. But he did enjoy snowball fights, making snow
angels, and snowmen. So while he did complain a little about
the cold weather, in the end he does enjoy it. There’s someone
he’d like to share that with, but Barry knows that chance was
never going to happen. 

     It’s probably why he both enjoys the winter, and dislikes
it. As he played with his phone, glancing over a text from an
unknown number. Although even without knowing the number,
Barry knew who it was from. Wrinkling his nose, he was contemplating
about responding or not. Barry knows the right answer would
be to ignore it, considering the fact the he was an assistant CSI,
and the other was– completely on the other side of the law. There
are so many reasons why it would be a bad idea, yet as he pursed
his lips the text was still on the screen. He was about to text back–
when a hand covered his phone. 

       “What–” Barry was surprised turned into shock when a pair
of soft lips touched his own. It was a guy, shorter than him, someone
he’s never seen before. Cute too. Like really cute. And for his first
kiss from a guy too, not exactly how he pictured it or who he pictured
it with. 

        It had been short, and sweet– not the worst case of mistaken
identity, right? “Um-!  That’s sweet and all but,” he laughed nervously,
rubbing the back of his neck a little. “I think you got the wrong guy–”

     Both hands reached to clasp Barry’s shoulders and paused just
short of landing shifting mid-swing to cup either side of the taller
man’s jawline. Gently curling his fingers in a feathery caress, Blaine’s
mouth twisted into a playful grin as hazel eyes shot him a
squinty-eyed glare.  “Sure.  The wrong Sebastian. I mean, of course I
did.  Picked the mirror image of the most gorgeous guy on the planet.
I think the world wouldn’t be able to handle two of you existing in it.
I know my heart couldn’t.”

“You’re cute though.  Real cute.  I might even let you stick around for
lunch.”  The bags hanging from the crook of Blaine’s arm bounced off
his hip reminding him that inside of them were several gifts he picked
up for Sebastian as an after Christmas surprise.  One that wasn’t really
a surprise seeing as how he mentioned he was going shopping.  Then
acted far too sweet aka guilty as he snuck out the door refusing to let
his boyfriend join him.  Still?  Curious or not?  What Sebastian was doing
right now was not playing fair.  Those tricks might work other days
depending on the circumstance?  Today, he was going to be called out.

“But after that?  You’re going home and leaving me to finish in peace.
Or I technically do have the receipts,” his nose scrunched in a mock
snottily chiding expression, “and could take all this back if you don’t
behave.”

Dropping the scrunchy face, Blaine shot Barry a beaming smile not
pausing to even let the bewildered looking guy talk until he was done
and carding his fingers through Barry’s trying to give him a forward tug in
time with a backwards step.  “What’s with the look, Seb?  Did you expect
me to go along with this or…?”  Why so confused?  Was he expecting to
be let off the hook?  Nope.  Not today.