4 times barry asked julian for help and the one time he didn’t
Or, Barry has a stupid crush on Julian and doesn’t know how to say it.
i don’t even have an excuse for this
Barry Allen walks in the lab with a face Julian knows too well. His hands are on his head, his hair looks messy as if he touched it too many times and he sighs before closing the door behind him. He’s stressed.
“I need your help,” Barry starts.
He knew it. Julian doesn’t stop working, reading the files because unlike Barry he does his job at investigating what happens with the metahumans, but nods to let Barry know he’s paying attention. Barry sighs.
“Are you even listening to me?”
“I just nodded, Mr. Allen. Wasn’t that enough?”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever — listen, would you say a road trip is the best way to bond with family? Like… is it better to do that or go bowling?”
That makes Julian look up to Barry, who looks a hundred percent sincere. Julian’s eyebrows shoot up, and as he carefully closes his folder, he says, “Those are two very different options.”
“Yeah, well, I tried dinner and it didn’t really work out,” Barry says, and he looks very tired. Maybe this family business is tiring him out. Not that he cares.
“I don’t think bowling is a good idea. They could kill each other with the bowling ball.”
“Are you serious?” Barry asks with disbelief, but for a second, it looks like the idea hits him and he nods. “So, a road trip?”
“Depends on where you’re going.”
Barry groans. “But is it a good idea?”
“I don’t know, Allen — do you think this is a good idea?”
“Not sure. That’s why I’m asking you, but it seems that I shouldn’t have.”
“Just take them to a calm place so you can all chat. Make sure the road trip it’s not too long or it gets awkward.”
Barry’s smile lights up his entire face. He looks ready to shake his hand, but instead he rubs them together and giggles a bit. He’s a child. “Thank you!”
Julian shrugs, opening his folder again.
Barry is still standing there.
“What are you waiting for? Do you need anything else?” asks Julian, quirking his eyebrow.
“Uh, no, yeah — I’m going.”
He closes the door on his way out and Julian gets back to work. That was weird.
It’s not like he’s in a bad mood. He’s not. He’s just in a bad mood for Barry Allen. The sun is shining and it’s awfully hot, his clothes are not really for being outside—they’re always a bit too warm to wear outside. He had just wanted to come out, take his samples and go away back to the lab to resolve the case.
Of course, Barry Allen has to say something.
“What is it?” he asks. Barry frowns.
“Don’t need to act like that, Jesus.”
“Get to the point, Allen.”
“I was just wondering—”
Here we go again.
“—would you keep a secret from someone if it’s for their good?”
Okay, that was unexpected.
Julian turns around to look at Barry, frowning. Was he serious?
“Why are you questioning my morals?”
Barry shrugs, “It’s — it’s just a question, really. Nothing else.”
He’s up to do something, but the thing is, Julian can’t figure out if it’s good or bad. Bloody Barry Allen, so hard to read.
“If it’s to protect them, then yes, I would.” Julian stops for a second, eyeing Barry up and down. He seems uncomfortable.
“W-what are you looking at?”
“Just wondering why the sudden deep question. Didn’t think you had a deep side.”
“I hate you.”
“The feeling is mutual,” Julian is not looking at him anymore, but he can almost see Barry rolling his eyes. He’s so predictable, it’s funny.
A few seconds pass while Barry is quiet, observing the samples they got until he speaks up again. “I know this might sound weird…”
“What is it now, Allen?”
Now he sees Barry rolling his eyes.
“Just wanted to thank you for your help with the family thing the other day.”
“Oh.” Did Barry Allen just thank him? He pretends to not be shocked, but it’s weird to hear him say thank you with such a sincere tone. “You’re welcome.”
That got awkward too quick. Julian gathers his stuff and leaves, Barry following him behind.
“Spit it out,” Julian says the moment Barry walks in rubbing his hands together. He has a pattern so easy to follow, Julian knows he’s about to ask something.
Barry looks surprised, but quickly composes himself. “We were assigned for a case and we need to go to the museum. Undercover mission or something. We’re looking for metahuman activity there.”
Julian waits for the part where he asks something incredibly weird.
“Do you want to be my partner?” Barry asks. Julian doesn’t have a moment to react, because Barry follows it with, “I know that sounded weird but listen, it’ll be easier if we just go together and come back so we can study—or you can—study any sample if we get metahuman activity—”
“Are you done?”
“Let’s get going then.”
Detective West joins them, alongside Cisco and Caitlin. They’re all dispersed across the building; Julian is stuck with Barry while Joe is making small chat with a tour guide.
“So why the museum?”
“Metahumans are greedy,” Barry replies, “they’re always trying to steal something. Cisco and Caitlin said there might be something going on here so we’re on a watch for them.”
Julian is about to speak again, he’s about to ask if they know who they’re looking for when Barry suddenly lunges forward, grabs him by his arm and links it with his own.
A young woman passes in front of them with a smile. “Is there anything you’re interested in seeing?”
Just when Julian is about to force himself out of Barry’s grip, Barry tightens it, so Julian gives up trying to escape it. He sees as Barry puts up a big smile, so Julian puts up his best fake smile.
Barry is really warm.
“No, my boyfriend and I — we’re just browsing around. He’s from London and this is his first time visiting the museum so I’m showing him my favorite expositions.”
The woman nods. “Have a lovely night, then. Welcome to Central City, sir.”
“Thank you,” Julian says, a bit confused.
The moment she leaves, Barry turns around and says, “Don’t be mad. I promise I was about to ask you if you were willing to put up an act with me but I forgot.”
Julian sighs, too defeated to even fight. “Why the boyfriend act?”
“We can’t tell them we’re from the CCPD. It might cause us some trouble. Are you mad? Not that I care, but it’s easier to work with you when you’re not grumpy.”
“I’m not. Also, I’m from Epsom, not London.”
Barry finally releases the grip he has on his arm, and Julian wonders if he’s actually missing his warmth.
Barry looks like he wants to ask him something. Julian has been ready for whatever stupid question Barry has because apparently he asking Julian things has become a thing now, but at the last second he backs off.
He’s gathering his stuff at the lab when Barry comes in, even though he had left an hour ago. Julian doesn’t even have a chance to ask him what he’s doing there when Barry blurts out, “Do you want to get a coffee with me?”
“What?” Julian finally asks out loud, dumbfounded.
“Do you want to get a coffee with me? At Jitters? I pay,” Barry looks at him with a tentative smile, which is new, because they don’t smile at each other too often.
“…Are you serious?”
“I am. You can say no—”
“Why not?” Julian shrugs, “You’re paying. I don’t have much to lose.”
The way Barry lights up is, dare he say it, cute. “That’s — that’s great! Uh, we’re going now?”
“Are you actually serious about this?”
“I am, Barry.”
Barry looks shocked that he actually called him by his name and not his last name.
“Okay, okay, cool — let’s get going then.”
There’s still a lot that Julian doesn’t know about Barry. There are still things he doesn’t trust about him.
But coffee with a cute guy didn’t sound that bad.