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Barry was no longer alone, he was never alone again.
Wherever he went, Hal always gave him a smile, a look, and sometimes a greeting.
There were no flowers anymore, which still made the Omega feel quite sad even though he would never openly admit it, but now on his day off, Hal found a way to drag him with him to a new restaurant that neither of them knew about.
Some restaurants had been incredibly good and some terribly bad, but Barry enjoyed every outing because he always ended up laughing and learning something new from Captain Jordan.
They had become good friends, maybe even best friends. (Hal always said that Barry was his favorite person in the whole world and had given up many outings with beautiful omegas just to spend an afternoon chatting with Barry about the new laws that were passed or sharing information about the missions that were in progress.)
But today, Barry had to give up his weekly outing.
He had to stay longer to review and reclassify some files, since it seemed that there was a transfer of files with the new cadets who arrived.
So with an embarrassed smile, Barry dismissed Hal and declared that maybe he could see him in the morning for breakfast or something.
Hal, although disappointed, agreed to leave, promising that they would see each other sooner than Barry thought.
Barry never thought it would be so soon.
He had barely arrived at his apartment.It was almost midnight when they had just emerged from their bathroom, their damp hair still dripping and staining their pajamas.
He was just about to sleep when someone knocked on the door, it wasn't just once, it was twice and then four and then more times than Barry could count.
Frustrated and tired, Barry walked over to the door, briefly opened the door, and glanced sideways at a Hal staggering in front of his door with a slightly withered bouquet of flowers.
"Barry!" Hal greeted as the Omega opened the door for him.
Barry didn't even get a chance to answer when Hal practically lunged at him to move him off the ground by a few inches and drop him with a giggle.
"I bought some flowers for the most beautiful Omega in the whole city, but I was afraid you were already asleep.”
"Are you drunk?" he asked, accepting the flowers and ignoring the words of the alpha who used to joke a lot with affectionate nicknames and "flirts".
"I'm happy," he corrected with a smile as he entered the apartment. “Too happy, but I needed something to be happier... You, Barry.”
Barry raises his eyebrows and shakes his head, not even being able to close the door when Hal turns to him and takes his hand.
The blond opens his mouth to question him, but Hal begins to move their arms in a clumsy and silly way that Barry realizes that he is trying to dance with him.
He stretches it before throwing it back into his chest and trying to spin Barry, but causing them both to fall to the ground.
Barry sighs painfully as Hal laughs breathlessly.
"You're too drunk, Hal," he announces disapprovingly.
But the alpha snorts and looks at him, his eyes shining sweetly as he reaches out his hand and strokes Barry's soft cheek.
"And you're too beautiful, even when you're upset with me.”
Barry grumbles blushing and stands up, turns around, and quickly closes the door to avoid another inconvenience.
"I can't believe your ex left you, if I had an Omega like you… He would already have ten children.”
"If I had an alpha like you, I would have moved continents," he replies without missing a beat as he tries to lift Hal up by himself.
Hal grumbles in amusement.
"You hurt my kind feelings, Bar," he murmurs, slurring his words before smiling. “But I forgive you, you're so fantastic that I can forgive you anything, Bar.”
Barry snorts and denies.
"Let's go to sleep, it's late.”
"That's so daring," he murmurs as he lets himself be lifted up like Barry pulling him to his shoulder and hip. “You're so daring, but I accept... I admit that from the first time I saw you I was dying to kiss you, touch you and…”
"You're drunk, Hal," Barry replies uncomfortably, trying to ignore the erratic throbbing of his chest and how his own mind wanders to fabricated images, where Hal's lips were on the Omega's neck kissing him, marking him. “You have to sleep.”
Hal smiles before Barry pushes him onto the bed and opens his big eyes and smiles, widened and unashamed.
"Is it going to be rude, Bar?" he asks, still watching Barry walk around the room looking for sheets for Hal. “I thought you'd be more vanilla, but not in complaint.”
"You're behaving very inappropriately," Barry recites, holding the blankets before dropping them on Hal who complains. “Tomorrow you're going to be so embarrassed and I'm going to laugh about this, because I deserve it after dealing with you drunk.”
Hal laughs shamelessly and denies.
He takes Hal's hand and brings it to his lips, kissing it so slowly and cheekily.
Barry's cheeks light up from the gesture, it serves everything when Hal pulls on his wrist gently and makes their lips almost collide.
"You look beautiful when you're blushing," he murmurs. “But you'd look more precious underneath me.”
Barry is shocked and lets go of Hal with a squeal as he reprimands him for his impulsive behavior.
Before leaving the room, turning off the light and closing the door behind him.
When Barry advances until he reaches the couch he falls apart as soon as he touches it. He sighs agitated and fearful.
He didn't want to fall in love again.
He had promised himself to focus on his career, do a good job and nothing else.
Barry had already given up on his dreams of having a family and a husband.
It wasn't fair to Barry to have to revive that hope just because a stupid, stubborn, drunk Alpha flirted with him so blatantly that his inner Omega rejoiced.
Barry couldn't, shouldn't fall in love with Hal, and yet he thought he was already doing it. Barry was already falling in love with Hal.
Barry had to stop before, against his better judgment, he surrendered to Hal's lips.