"E-everything?"
Fred questions, still staring into Barney's dark brown eyes
"Yes, Fred."
He replies and goes in for another kiss. They make out slowly, skipping the simple stuff and going straight for the sloppy, love-filled kisses.
Barney shimmies on Fred's lap, causing him to yelp- on accident.
"I- I- uh..."
"...careful, Barney!"
Fred cries out, from both excitement and from surprise
"Hehehehe... why?" Barney jokes while continuing to grip his shoulders
"You'll get me too wound up-" Fred is quick to answer
...
"Don't worry 'bout it, Fred-"
"I'm already there- he-he-he."
...
"I'm that good?" Fred chuckles, surprised that he barely had to do a thing to excite Barney.
"Hmmmm..."
"I'd say so... yeppers-"
Barney says, giving a sassy flare
"You really can find humor in every situation, can't ya?"
Fred's amused
He nods
"It helps, it really does."
"Y'know it's my love language."
Fred grins happily
"Yeah, mine too.' He pulls Barney against him and squeezes-
They stay there, cuddling for a long time. Barney rests his chin on Fred's left shoulder, realizing how he feels so safe when he's with him. Fred gently rubs his back while in their embrace- Barney rewards him with a slow lick below his ear
"Aiieee- hey Barney that tickles!" He laughs, causing Barney to laugh as well
"Sorry, Fred!"
He apologizes, but being a sly devil, he bites at that same spot to get another reaction
"YOUCH!"
"You troublemaker! Now I'll get you!" Fred grabs him under the arms, hurries and gets out of the car before roughly, yet gently enough not to hurt him, throwing Barney down across the front seat.
He doesn't know what to expect as he's never seen Fred do that before.
Then he's caught off-guard as Fred starts tickling him, more viciously than before.
Barney, being very ticklish, bursts out laughing... and kicking, which Fred puts an end to- as he lays on top of him to hold him down. Getting tickled on his neck and armpits, Barney continually cackles until Fred stops and gives him a breather.
"You're funny, ya little booger-"
He jokes, knowing how he enjoys seeing Barney smile and laugh. Judging by the look on his face, he also didn't have any idea what to expect from him- which made it better.
"Hehehehe- ya got me good, Fred."
...
"Say, that's somethin' else you're good at- makin' me happy." Barney pats Fred on the back and gives a sincere expression on his face.
"How 'bout some snacks?" Fred asks, changing the subject away from being sappy. Besides, he wouldn't want to wear it out so early into the relationship.
...
"Okay, Fred- As long as you didn't pack anymore cheese and milkshakes... hehehe. I've already filled up on those-"
...
Fred reaches behind the seat and pulls out the lunchbox he prepared this morning
He gets two cold-style sandwiches with gourmet deli meats, then he reaches back in to grab two bottles of beer- the last of his six-pack from the icebox.
Passing one of each to Barney- followed by him sitting the other of the two for himself on the dashboard.
After putting the box back into the hiding place, he digs into his sandwich.
"Hey... uhhh... Fred?"
Barney taps on his shoulder
"Can you do that thing again?" He asks
Fred thinks for a second
"What thi-" He cuts himself off as he sees Barney handing over his beer
"Ohhh- of course, Barn."
He wipes his dominant hand on his tunic and grasps the bottle with the other. Seeming almost effortless, he pops off the cap with his bare hands.
"That never gets old!" Barney cheers before grabbing his beer and taking a swig
"Heh-heh" Fred chuckles, blushing and feeling a rewarding feeling. Amazed by how happy it made his friend.
"He likes that." He thinks to himself
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They gobble up their sandwiches before getting ready to head home to their wives.
"I had fun, Fred. Thank you for today."
Barney admits, grateful for Fred's affection and generosity.
"You're very welcome, Barney boy."
Fred replies as he looks at the road, then taking his eyes away for a second to look at Barney.
...
...
...
The ride is silent as they cruise down the highway, bellies full of good food, and their hearts- full of good love.
They quickly stop back at the carnival, show the photos to Kev and get his number.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now, back in the car:
Only when he gathers the courage to break the silence, Barney speaks
"So... you uhh... remember when we both said we were all wound up?" He asks
"Y-yeah..?" Fred recalls
"Well... I... um... still am." Barney confesses.
"Is that so?"
"Hmmm..."
"How 'bout this:"
"What, Fred? Tell me."
"I'm gettin' there, Barney- relax... I wouldn't leave you unsatisfied! If I'm not Fred Flin-"
"Hehehehehe- yeah, yeah Fred. Now tell me." Barney entices him to skip the heroic speech.
Fred, the dramatic jokester gets shut down mid-speech! (oooooh, ahhhh)
"Alright."
"So-"
"When you're sure Betty's asleep, meet me in my garage. I'll come out when Wilma's sleepin' "
Fred says with a smirk
"-and what are we gonna do in your garage?" Barney questions, making sure that he and Fred are on the same page.
Fred facepalms, being silly
"Oh boy-"
"Whatever you want, Barney."
He assures in a faux, snarl-like impression
...
"O-kay."
...
He stops the car in the Rubbles' driveway.
As nobody is outside, the guys feel it's safe to share one more quick hug, followed by a peck on the lips.
"See-ya later, Fred!"
Barney waves, walking towards the front door of his house.
"Bye, pal."
He backs out of the driveway before proceeding into his own.
Then, he parks the car in his garage. Finally, after closing the garage door. Fred enters into their house
"Wilmaaaaa, I'm home! " He yells for her, something she's loved to hear since they first moved in together. Now, the routine is carried on, out of the pure love they have for each other.
From the living room, Wilma comes to greet him
"Hey honey... I'm sorry- I had to work an extended shift tonight." He frowns
Wilma steps closer and hugs him tightly
"Oh, Fred. It's alright."
"I ought to have a word with that Mr. Slate..."
...
"No, no- don't worry about me-"
Fred tries to brush off her concerns
"Y'know that thing he does- balancing our schedules so he doesn't have to pay us any overtime... meaning sometime in the next two weeks I'll probably get to come home early."
He wraps his arms around Wilma's waist and kisses her on the forehead. Her arms are snugly around his back, warming him with her love.
"How's my Pebbly-Poo?"
Wilma looks up at his face
"I just put her to bed... about 20 minutes ago."
"She's probably fast asleep by now."
Fred smiles
"You didn't forget to give her an extra goodnight kiss for daddy, did you?"
"You know I'd never forget." She says, kindly.
"Mmmhmm.. yeah, you wouldn't forget." Herealizes, then buries his face in her wonderful red hair
His tunic smells of tar and smoke, residual from all the job sites it's seen in its day.
"Your muscles feel tense, why don't you sit down?" She suggests
"Heh-heh. You always take care of me, Wilma."
"Mmwahh!" He plants a quick and playful smooch on her shiny red lips- then proceeds to sit down in his favorite chair.