Oh..my flipping dip shiz. I'm sorry but I watched the new episode and was mind blown. The hell...now what...I'm just...here...mind blown...while reading this.

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Barry woke up, dressed up for last night. He was in his home, too. He yawns, saying he would think about it later. He looks at the clock. It read; 6:01am. He shrugs. He slowly walks towards his door.

I still have time, he thought and opened the door. He looks back again at the clock. He added, 59 minutes.

He turns away and yawns again. He rubs his eyes, his body didn't hurt like last night. He walks downstairs, yawning and rubbing his eyes again. As he descended the stairs, he automatically saw Joe eating breakfast. Joe continued to eat, not noticing Barry down the stairs.

Barry grins and ran in flash behind Joe, without making such noise. He spoke, "Goodmorning, Joe," Joe choked on his food and turned around quickly, eyes wide as he flinched back. Barry nervously laughs and pats his back. "Sorry, sorry," Joe gulped all his water and put the now empty glass back on the table.

"Don't ever do that again."

Joe warned, looking menacingly at Barry before they laughed it off. Barry continued laughing, opening the refrigerator. He saw the milk and drank it all. He sighs after he did. Joe looked at him, eyebrow raised and his face saying, 'What the hell?' But for Barry, it looked like a 'Wtf' look. Barry shrugged.

"Hey, who brought me home?"

Joe looked at him again, with the same face. Barry frowned.

"You don't remember? You went out all night with him, I guess." Then, Joe muttered something, which Barry didn't catch at all.

Him? Barry thought and the memories flashed back. He was with Caitlin, in a bar and then there was this Linda. And...

Oliver.

Barry blushed and saw Joe with the same 'eyebrow raised' face. He blushed more but looked away. He looks back and managed a straight face, saying, "Not all night." Joe chuckled and waved him off, going back to eating, he blushed again. What was that?

He sighs and went upstairs, running quickly. He swiftly went to the bathroom. After a few minutes, he came out, all dressed. "Hey, I'll be going out for a while," Joe nodded and threw him a sandwich in plastic. Barry caught it and quickly ate it. "I'm gonna call when something happens," Joe said and Barry smiled and gulped it all.

"I know."

With that, he left their house, speeding off to somewhere. He stopped at the bar yesterday night. But didn't went inside. He stayed next to the door, thinking deeply.

Oliver had brought him home.

Then what did Joe say after he thought I went all night with him?

Then, he thought for a minute, trying to calculate it with all the muttering sounds. He stood up straight, he got it.

"He even carried you bridal-like." Joe's voice echoed.

Barry flushed strawberry red. Barry paced back and forth, still red faced. He groans softly and sat down the wall. He sighs and took out his phone in his pocket. He looks through his contacts and saw 'Linda'.

Maybe that'll take his mind off.

He texted and hesitated on sending it. But, alas, he did. He stood up and sped off to the precinct.

'Hey Linda, wanna have a lunch date?' Sent at 6:15

'Sure!' Sent at 6:30

He grinned.

Better need to look good...

Or not.

He didn't know why, but he dressed as usual. He went in and looked around for the girl he will have lunch with. Then, someone familiar went to him and smiled.

"Oh, are you checking up on me? That's sweet but I think everything will be alright," Iris said, smiling brightly.

"Oh...that's..good! Buuuut, actually, I am not here for you." Barry said truthfully, smiling nervously.

Iris' eyebrow raised while smiling curiously. "Not for me?" She asks, but Barry didn't have any time to answer as someone tapped his shoulder, shouting,

"Ready!"

He looked back and smiled, clasping his hands together. "Linda," he tried and it rolled off smoothly.

Not smoother like Oliver's.

He restrained a blush from coming to his cheeks, he coughed and moved his eyes to Iris. Linda got the message and extended her hand as Iris took it, trying to smile as she did. "Oh, you're our new stringer, I'm Linda Sports." Linda introduced and Iris shook hands with her, forcing ith a smile, "Iris West."

She stops and looks at them both. "So, how did you two meet?" Barry looked at Linda, which she exchanged glances too. They laugh a little, saying, "It's complicated." Or something like that but Iris wasn't listening. Barry then said, "We'll be going, bye, Iris!" Linda waved and Iris waved, her smile dropping.

Oliver woke up, stretching and yawning. He rubs his eyes and looks around, his vision clearing. He sighs and gets up. He then proceeded to the bathroom, his mind starting to work. He looks at the mirror and looks at his sleepy face. He opened the faucet and splashed water on his face. He shook his head.

He looks back at the mirror, wide awake. He remembered everything from last night. He grinned. It had been his best night yet ever. He walks to the shower.

I'll think about that later.

After the shower, he walked out, dressed formally. He grabbed his coat and his keys. He went down by the use of the elevator. It stopped and he quickly walks out, but still calm and collected. He opened his car and climb in the driver's seat. He tuck in the keys in the keyhole and turned it. The engine brought to life.

He turned the steering wheel and drove out his company and house. He's finally done with all the paper works and Starling seemed fine and since it is the Arrow's day off, he could spend the day with his fellow hero friend.

And...Felicity's hasn't been in the...Arrow-he bit his lip-Cave. She's been busy with her boyfriend and that's perfectly fine with him.

~A TimeSkip To A Random Time~

Barry sighs. Although, ((maybe)) he had a good time, he was not fully satisfied. He ran towards the S.T.A.R. Labs and ran inside, and stopped, he was on the room already. Caitlin looked back and smiled awkwardly while Cisco gave him a high-five with a grin.

"So...where are we gonna practice?" Barry asked absent-mindedly and the two looked at each other, confused written on their faces as they looked back to Barry.

"Mr. Allen, we don't have any appointments to make such things as you say," Spoke Mr. Wells and Barry laughed nervously, scratching his head.

"O-Oh yeah.." He nodded and ran off the building, thinking where to go next. He decided to go to Iris's work, he sighs. He stopped infront of the door and looked around if someone even noticed he was there in a flash. As usual, no one did, they were all busy with their cellphones and comapanies. They were all oblivious.

He walked in and was greeted by Iris's smiling face. He forced out a smile.

"Barry! Welcome! Come, come!" She said and let him follow her to an empty table, his usual table was there, empty and isolated. He smiles at this and sat on the chair, he looked at Iris and Iris knew what was it.

"So, how was the 'date'?" She teases, feeling a little stab in her heart. Barry shrugs, smiling up to her. "Fun." She smiles and he nods. "That's good!" She had shouted before leaving him.

Then, suddenly, a mob of reporters crowded the entrance of the cafe and all of the customers looked at the entrance door, they all now crowded the door. Barry was really comfortable. So, he didn't stand up like all the customers did, even the workers. One of them was Iris, but he neither cared.

He sipped on his cup slowly and the door opened, the crowd was chopped in half. He closes his eyes and sighs as he leaned on his arm.

He hears all the muttering, whispering and the shouting of the reporters nearing him.

Oh boy.

Is it him?

Do they know he's the Flash?

His back head said, Don't assume they will.

And the noise just went back, getting nosier than ever until he felt everywhere near him hot. He opens his eyes and saw the grinning face of Oliver. He closes his eyes again and felt Oliver sit across him.

His eyes opened, wide as saucers as he stood up, his head bumping on the man's camera. He muttered a curse as he abruptly sat down. Oliver stood up and glares at everybody. He knew that's bad but Oliver knew the boy needs some space.

"Go away."

Everybody scattered and scrammed away.

The customers went back to their own business and the new media guys went out quickly. Oliver sighs and looks at Barry, who was still rubbing his head gently. He frowns and walks to him, he gently puts his hand on Barry's head and felt the bump. He sighs and continued touching it, which Barry reacted to blushing and muttering, 'Ouch's'. Oliver smiled ghostly and quickly went back to his seat.

Iris went up to them, smiling.

"What do you want to order?"

Oliver looked at her and looked at Barry, whose face was a bright shade of red. Barry muttered something which he couldn't get but Iris did. It was like it's his usual. Oliver smiled up to her. "Same as Barry's please." Iris nodded and turned around, frowning which caught Oliver's eyes. He shrugged it off.

Barry conjured up all his strength to mister his composure back again. He coughs and Oliver looks at him. Oliver's eyebrow rose.

"Yes?"

Barry but his lip but sigh. "Why are you here?"

Oliver shrugs, his tense and serious face coming back to him. Barry frowned at this. This man had always put up a mask, but he thought he had gone melted already when with Barry, which Barry rolled his eyes at. Barry's face softens.

Like I can do that. Felicity's the key on doing that.

And as if in cue, they heard a familiar voice that belonged to none other than, Felicity Smoak. They looked back.

"Well, well, well, I assumed that Oliver has been going here and I didn't think I would be right..."

She grins at Oliver, who glared at her in return, a frown on his lips. She continued to smile wide and continued her words, "But it's seems I am," Oliver rolls his blue eyes, which Barry seems to notice, made him handsome in a way. Barry groaned at the thought crossing his mind. Felicity looked at Barry, wiggling her eyebrows and grinning before Oliver can see.

Barry flushed, knowing that look.

Oliver's confused. When he looked at Barry, his face was red and when he looked at Felicity, she was smiling to the both of them. He sighs. Surely, Felicity did something.

"N-Nice seeing you, Felicity." Barry said and Felicity grins, nodding and hugging the sitting Barry in front of Oliver. Oliver glared at her and she rolls her eyes, scoffing. She sits beside him and whispered, only letting Oliver hear, "Don't be so protective, sheesh, I'm not gonna steal him away from you." Oliver's jaw tightens as he suppresses the warmth going on his face.

He grabs Barry's hand and pulled him up, walking fast to the entrance. Barry seem surprised. He looks back and waved to Felicity goodbye. Felicity nodded and mouthed to him,

"Go get him, Flash!"

He flushes bright red again and turned back to Oliver's back, regaining his composure as he matched the pace of Oliver. Oliver, in the corner of his eyes, looked back at the young boy. He's confused again. It seems Barry's embarrassed.

He rolls his eyes and averted his gaze to the front, thinking, Must be Felicity's doing again. He gripped tighter on Barry's hand, which, he thinks, Barry reacted by getting more red. He smiles.

Oliver opened his car and went in the driver's seat. Barry refused to seat on the front, so, he was on the back. He looked at the mirror and sighed, this is going to be a long day, he thinks which was almost the same to Barry's thoughts as he looked at the window.

Iris went back and saw Felicity. Iris' eyebrows furrowed as she sits across her. Felicity smiles towards her and grabs the cup from Iris' left hand, drinking it. Iris' is still confused. Felicity chuckled and put down the cup, saying,

"I chased them away."

Maybe, maybe I am. Barry's said in his mind, looking over at the floor of the Arrow Cave. He smiles.