Author's Note: Rated T just in case, enjoy!

"A handsome guy like you shouldn't be alone," a blonde woman simpered as she placed a suggestive hand on Arthur's arm.

"I'm waiting for someone," he stated as he shrugged off her hand.

"What does she have that I don't?" she demanded.

"He," he corrected, lips curving as the woman blinked. Barry stepped into the bar and Arthur held up a hand to the brunet. "Hey," he greeted as the Speedster joined him.

"Hi," he greeted warmly.

"Where's my hello kiss?" he demanded. Barry blinked, but wrapped his arms around the blonde's neck and leant close, pressing his lips against the demigod's. Arthur wrapped a hand around the back of his Speedster's neck, and deepened the kiss.

He pulled back, and Barry blinked. "We're in public," he reminded.

"Just making your claim clear," he rumbled.

Barry shivered, even as he became aware of the woman glaring at him beside them. "She can't have you," he declared fiercely, sliding a hand down to rest over the blonde's strong heartbeat, "you're mine." He kissed the demigod, a touch full of possession and heat the blonde eagerly returned.

"The barracuda is gone," the bartender retorted with amusement, and the couple parted. "Much more," he drawled with a smirk, "and you would have needed to get a room."

"Might need to anyway," Arthur retorted, even as Barry blushed.

"Adorable," he teased. "And I promise, it's rare anyone else makes a pass at Arthur."

"Really?" Barry asked, turning to the bartender curiously.

"Yup, most can read the 'back off' vibes clearly," he spoke with a grin. "What can I get you?"

"Something high on the sugar," he replied.

"Got just the thing."

"You okay Barry?" Arthur asked in an undertone.

"Just used up more energy than planned before I came to you," he replied in an undertone. "I'm okay," he reassured.

His companion hummed doubtfully as a cocktail was set down in front of them, heavy on the juice. Barry took a sip and let out a pleased hum. "Better?" Arthur asked, his concern clear. "He suffers from low blood-sugar," he informed their curious companion.

"Well, it's not the healthiest, but we've got food if you need it."

"Do you have chilli cheese fries?" he asked eagerly.

"We do," he replied with a smile. "Be right back," he stated before retreating back to the kitchen.

"What is it?" he asked, rubbing a hand up and down his Speedster's back.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"He wants to meet you," he stated.

"How can you be so sure?"

"He asked me when I was going to finally bring you for a visit."

"Yeah?" Barry asked with a warm smile.

"Yeah. He knew before I told him," he stated. The brunet's eyebrows rose. "It might have had something to do with how I talked about you," he spoke ruefully.

"You talked about me?"

He took a nonchalant swallow of his drink. "After I joined the team, I mentioned it to my Dad. Well, eventually. He'd always encouraged me to do this sort of thing, and I put it off telling him in case it didn't work out."

"He must be proud of you," Barry stated.

"He is," the blonde replied with a smile. "And once I told him about the team, he asked about what we got up to every time I went home. Honestly, with how much you came up in those conversations, I'm amazed he was able to wait for me to tell him about the two of us." His head tilted. "Have you told your Dad about us?" He nodded rapidly. "And?"

"Well, he seems okay with it," he replied slowly.

"Seems?" Arthur prompted.

"He didn't react negatively that I could see, and he said he was supportive. Think I might have surprised him," he spoke sheepishly.

"You told him before you came here, didn't you?" he asked with a smile.

"Yeah, didn't seem fair that he didn't know, when I was about to meet your Dad."

Arthur rubbed a hand up and down the brunet's back. "Your Dad loves you, and he'll be happy that you're happy," he stated. "And if he has concerns, I can always come with you to visit him."

"Really?"

"How is it any different from what we're about to do?" he asked pointedly.

Barry smiled brightly and wrapped his arms around Arthur's neck. "I'm so glad we got together," he stated as he leant up, offering his mouth to the blonde.

"So am I," he replied as he wrapped a possessive hand around the back of his Speedster's, then accepted the invitation with a claiming kiss.