a/n: Well here you go! chapter 2 is up for your enjoyment ^^

"Do you have to hit on ever girl you meet?" Green Lantern asked as he walked down the street with the Flash.

"Hey it's not my fault the ladies love me," The speedster clamed, shrugging his shoulders and smiling his classic happy-Flash smile. The dark skinned hero laughed and started talking about something else. Wally listened for a moment before something caught his eye. A man walked past them and Flash's head turned as he followed him with his eyes. He had the same brown hair as Len, the same eyes...his mind flashed back to the week before to the steamy encounter he'd had with the criminal.

"Flash are you even listening?"

Wally turned back to his friend, a blank look on his face and a slight blush on his cheeks, "Huh? Oh, uh yeah, sure," He muttered, shaking his head, trying to make the images leave; they wouldn't.

Len and his sister, Lisa marched down the sidewalk as she chatted all about how cute Evan the Mirror Master was and how she was going on a date with Captain boomerang that evening and yak yak yak.

"Have you ever heard Digger say 'Butter'? It's so cute! It sounds more like 'Bootur' Heehee~ I can't wait to go out tonight with him, I'm gonna make him say all sorts of words so I can hear that sexy Australian acce - Holly fuck it's the Flash!" She suddenly screeched pointing at the two approaching heroes, "Big Brother, hide me!" She jumped and clung to Lens shoulder and he gagged.

"Relax Lisa!" He pushed her off roughly, "We'll just walk past them, keep your head down." Together they walked down the side-walk, as they closed in on the hero; Len felt his face start to heat up and his pulse quickened. He looked at Lisa who was hiding behind her long blond hair, Cold was thankful she couldn't see his blush. As the two heroes waltzed by deep in conversation, Len stole a look at the Flash, accidently looking right into his covered eyes.

Flash saw them… the eyes... the deep chest nut browns. He looked over his shoulder and regarded the man that had just made him feel so dirty. He could still see the top of his head, and now noticed the pretty blond girl walking next to him. "What's the matter with you?" Green Lantern asked giving his friend a curious look. Flash looked at him then back over his shoulder.

"Nothing. Um, hey, I just remembered something I have to take care of. I'll see you later, alright?" He gave the other hero a smile and a wave and dashed off quickly in the other direction. He stopped at the end of the street and leaned against a lamp post there. He wasn't going to confront the man; he just wanted to see if it really had been Len. He would have just brushed it off but when those chocolate eyes met his...he just had to make sure.

Lisa relaxed when the two heroes passed and she hugged Len, "I was so scared... Hey, are you ok?" Cold blinked then nodded with a firm expression, willing himself to stop blushing so madly,

"You're all red..." She observed worriedly.

"I guess I was holding my breath or something..." He gave her a small smile as they turned a corner.

"Do you think we really fooled th- Holy Fuck there he is!" She pointed at the Red Clad man leaning on the post. Len must have leaped a whole foot in the air before he whipped around and glared at his sister.

"Will you stop doing that?"

She whimpered, "What'll we do? I can't go to Jail! I'll be standing up Digger!" Len just stared at that, almost not even surprised that that was what his love-sick sister was worried about.

Flash carefully watched the two approached. He heard the girl yelp and point at him, heard her say the name 'Digger' and knew that was Boomerang's (almost) real name. He looked Len up and down...It was Cold alright. What were the odds?

For the first time in his life, Len wanted to punch his sister. He knew all too well that the speedster now fully understood that these weren't just two random citizens walking down the street, but it was The Golden Glider and Captain Cold. "Just be cool, Lisa."

"This is no time for your puns Lenny!"

Cold face-palmed, "Why are you such a drama-queen! Just turn around and go to Digger's house, if you're so scared about getting caught now, then at least you could explain to him why you couldn't make it." He sneered sarcastically, but she grinned.

"Oh! That's a good idea! You distract him! I love you big brother, thanks a bunch!" She hugged him tightly before turning and sticking her tongue out at the Flash, "Nya~Nya!" before sprinting away.

Len's eyes widened, "Wait! I wasn't serious, don't leave me here with-" But she was already gone without even hearing him, "Him..."

The hero smiled and chuckled light when the girl stuck her tongue out at him. He watched her bound away and then turned his eyes back to the man. His face was slightly flushed and he looked worried. What he intended to accomplish by encountering Cold, he wasn't sure. But as the man got closer he quickly thought up a plan. He was the Flash. He would just act like himself; he didn't have to let Len know he knew who he was.

"Hey there," He said with a charming smile when Cold got closer. He was known as a ladies' man, but he was a charmer to men on occasion as well. And this was just going to be one of those occasions.

"What do you want, Flash, I'm just taking a walk with my sister - is that illegal now?" Cold said when he was finally within arm's length. Somewhere in the back of his head he was worried about sending Lisa over to Boomerang's house alone; he was a rascal, after all. But he stuck to the task at hand.

"No, of course not." He said with a shrug and stood up straight. "Is it a crime to say hello to some you think it attractive? That is how you meet people, you know." He smiled casually still pretending like he didn't know who the other man really was. "That was your sister? Guess being cute runs in the family."

Len blinked at the Flash's ignorant tone. Ooookay... So he wanted to play the 'I don't know you' game. Fine by him, he'll play along, "Yeah, she's a looker alright. She got all the good genes. But I think you need to get your eyes checked in this department." He motioned to himself with his hand. "Nope, nothing... desirable here..." He smirked at the other.

The hero felt a small blush skirt over his cheeks. Nothing desirable? The comment made him once again flash back to what had happened between them. Oh, he definitely was desirable. "Come on now, don't sell yourself short," he smirked. "You look fine to me." He moved to stand closer to the other and stole a glance up and down his body. He'd seen that body naked...and found he liked it better that way.

Len's smirk widened, "Thanks, speedy. By the way... just a question." He tilted his head to one side, "What do you do with the villains when you catch them? Do you just take them straight to the police or do you, y'know, teach them a lesson first?"

"Well...that depends. Most of the time its straight to jail, but there are certain exceptions… Sometimes they need to be taught a lesson," he smiled knowing full well the reason behind the question. "Sometimes...teaching them a lesson can be fun." He gave a small smile and nudged him with his elbow.

Cold tried his very hardest not to laugh, "Oh yes... Naughty people need to be punished at least a little bit."

Wally chuckled a little. "Hehehe, you seem pretty cool want to grab a drink?" he wanted to slap himself as soon as the words left his mouth. Cool? Did he really just say that...and to Cold of all people?

Len had the sudden urge to tell the Flash to cut the crap and be serious, but something stopped him. He was beginning to enjoy this game a little. It was almost like pretending what it would be like it he wasn't on the other side of the rail-road tracks. But... no, that was complete bullshit. They were just dancing around each other, trying to guess where they stand now that they had brought their relationship to a way more… intimate level. Len shrugged, "Sure, I know a ... Cool pub. Down there, see?" He pointed at a shabby tavern on the corner. This was so weird, but Len couldn't find himself stopping any time soon.

"Sounds good to me," He said and turned, motioning with his hand for Len to lead the way. He was enjoying the game. Charming girls was almost like a sport to him, and charming the evil man was just as fun. "So what was the deal with your sister? She seemed a little...spazzy."

"She's always been that way," Lenny said rolling his eyes as they entered the pub. It was practically empty because it was so early but as soon as both men were inside, a familiar voice squealed, "Leeeeeenny~! over here- Holy fuck it's the Flash!"

"Yes I'm the Flash. Pretty sure that was established when you ran off earlier," The hero said rolling his eyes behind his mask and sitting down at the bar next to the girl. "You want an autograph or something?" he asked jokingly. She was a cute girl but not his type at all. Besides, he was more interested in her brother.

Len bit his lip and sat on her other side, "So, uh, Lisa... Where's Boome- er I mean Digger?" He then leaned in and whispered in her ear, "He's pretending he doesn't know who we are, just go with it... please?"

She questioned her big brother in a loud whisper. "Ooooh, Okay... Why's he doing that?" She snuck a quick glance at the hero sitting next to her. "Well he is kind of cute...okay, I'll play along."

" Oh! And he's just running a little late. Something about a robbery he was plan-" she cut her self off and slapped a hand over her mouth, stealing a glance at the Flash. "I mean...he got off work late." she said a little louder hoping it would cover her slip.

Len beat his head on the table repeatedly and silently begged for Captain Boomerang's forgiveness. Then he sat up, all smiles and ordered a large Beer, the cheap stuff. "Whadya want, Flash? Or are you not allowed to drink on the job?"

The hero laughed a little at the question. "Of course I can, I'm not a cop. And scratch that beer," he said to the bar keep "Three of me," he said with a smile. He got weird looks from the two others and grinned. "What? This is Central; I have a drink named after me. You should try it."

Len shrugged and smiled, "Sounds fun, I guess." Secretly Len didn't like to try new things, but decided to humor the Flash for the sake of the game.

Just then the Bar door swung open and there were the sounds of police sirens far, off down the street and fading. Digger came running up to the counter, straightening out his civilian clothes hastily. He didn't even seem to notice that the Flash had been sitting there. "G'day mates." He panted, saluting to Len and Lisa, "Sorry, I'm late. The traffic out there is bloody crazy!"

"Digger~!" Lisa squealed and turned to greet the man, his accent was so amazing! She loved it, "I was afraid you wouldn't make it," She gave him a bright smile and hugged him.

Flash has raised an eyebrow when the other man came in, 'Well it's just a villain party today,' he thought to himself, "Yeah tell me about it that's why I don't drive."

Digger hugged back enthusiastically and backed up to give Len a man-hug before he suddenly saw the Flash and he froze; His green eyes locking on the Red Hero, a predatory glow emitting, like a cornered, yet dangerous, animal, "Len... Don't look now, but the bloody wanker is right behind ya."

Wally heard the derogatory slang tossed at him and gave a small frown. "You know it's not nice to talk about people behind their backs; especially what they can hear you," he said taking a sip from his newly arrived drink.

Lisa tugged on Digger's arm to get his attention a motioned for him to lean down. "He's playing like he doesn't know who we are," she whispered. When she got a confused look from her date she just shrugged; she was equally confused.

Digger's copper brows furrowed and he looked at Len who had a grin on his face, "Flash, meet Digger. Digger, meet Flash." Len turned to look at the red-clad one, chatting in a conversational tone, "Digger is from Australia, isn't that interesting?"

"Very, I've been there a few times; but there aren't many places I haven't been," He smiled at the newly arrived villain then looked at Cold then his sister, "Oh, how rude of me, I'm sitting next to your date." He said casually as he got up, moving to sit on the other side of Len instead.

"Awww~ you're so nice Flash," Lisa said waving a hand at him and batting her eyelashes, than pat the seat next to her; smiling up at the aussie.

If there were even words to describe the look on Captain Boomerang's face, Len could not find them. He looked at Lenny, then at the Flash, then at Lisa, then at Lenny again. "Rooooit... Okay." He forced a really fake grin on his face before grabbing Len's arm, "Can we talk?" He then dragged Cold out of his seat and headed to the men's room.

The hero's red gloved hand tightened around his glass a little. He knew it was completely ridiculous, but he found himself slightly jealous as he watched the two men walk away. "Hmm wonder what that's all about," He said to the girl sitting at the bar with him.

"No idea," She said giving a cheesy smile. She wasn't quite sure how to act; she liked the Flash—what girl wouldn't!—but he intimidated her, she was afraid he would suddenly drop the ruse and haul her away... then she wouldn't get to spend time with Digger! Or anybody for that matter!

"So," she started, pushing away her nervousness, "The life of a hero must be exciting. Tell me about it." She finished resting her pretty little head in her hand and looked at the red man.

"Are you bloody conkers?" Digger hissed closely to Cold's placid face, "What the hell are ya trying t' do? Y'know what this is? Well? Do ya? This is where we all go t' Bloody jail! Do not pass go, do not collect 500 dollars!"

Cold snorted, "Relax, Boomerang... If you don't like the little game we're playing, then you can just go home. I don't mind. After all, I never recalled giving you permission to date my sister." Together, in the Bathroom, Digger had Cold cornered; but the icy rogue was totally calm.

Digger wrinkled his nose and shook a finger violently in the other's face, "You... you... Grr, Foin. If I play along with this bloody game of yours, you let Lisa become my girl."

Len thought quietly at that then glared, "If you behave, then you might live to see her tomorrow? How does that sound?"

"What is taking them so long~!" Lisa whined. She was thoroughly enjoying listening to the Flash's stories, but she was supposed to be on a date; and not with the hero. "Oh~ Will you go see what they're doing? This is ridiculous! You don't ditch your date to talk to her brother," she looked over at Flash and pouted a little.

"Hehe, yeah sure." the speed demon said and got up, going to the restrooms. "Hey what's-"He stopped when he saw Lenny cornered by Digger. Again that silly bit of jealousy raised its head. "Your date is waiting for you Digger," He said walking up to them. "It would be rude to keep her," As hard as he tried he couldn't keep the slight growl out of his voice; the other man was just way to close to Cold.

Digger took a step back and Glared at the Flash. "Oi, Roit. How rude of me." He glanced back at Cold who staring daggers into Boomerang's face. "See ya, Len..." The marksman slipped passed the Flash with a low growl and left the Men's room.

Wally watched him leave, getting happier and happier with every step he took, "Everything alright?" He asked moving to stand in front of Len; almost as close as Digger had been to him.

Cold sighed; his fun-meter was pegged. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his signature visor, putting it over his eyes. He felt safe behind it, like they were a shield made for keeping the rest of the world out. "What are you doing, kid? Is this another one of those natural disasters...?"

A light chuckle left Flash's lips and he put his hand on the wall next to Cold's head and leaned in a little closer to him. "It could turn into one." He said in a husky voice. "But in a bar bathroom, mmm little risky don't you think?"

Len slipped passed the speedster and walked into the middle of the room... He didn't feel right, he felt... vulnerable when he got close to the other. He didn't like it. He was supposed to be the coldest man on earth.

Watching the other man move away Flash frowned softly. "Sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?" he asked, trailing after to the other man. He put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a classic Flash smile. "Didn't mean to."

Cold blushed and looked over his shoulder, irritated at the touch, "I didn't need for you to come check on me, you know. I'm the leader of the Rogues, I can handle Digger."

"Your sister asked me to come and check on you guys," He said moving to stand in front of Cold. "And I know you can handle him. He was too close to you," As soon as he said the last part he wished he could take it back. He didn't want the criminal to know that it had bothered him.

Cold crossed his arms and tilted his head a little to the left, observing the Flash's features, "What, jealous...?"

Sense it was already out he saw no reason not to answer truthfully. "When I want something," He began putting a hand on cold's hip and pulling him in so their groin just barely met. Leaning in by his ear to finished, "I don't like sharing it."

"Oh, fuck you." Len snapped suddenly, "Want me? You don't want me, you said so yourself."

Flash's masked eyes widened a little at that. "I never said- Wait...you don't mean that joke before about the criminal thing do you?" He asked, a little hurt.

"Oh, you were joking now? Man, West! Why is everything such a big fucking joke for you! Your uncle would've never..." Cold clenched his jaw so tightly that his teeth squeaked harshly, he was suddenly just so pissed.

"Well I'm not my uncle; I'm a new Flash," he got so sick of people comparing him to his uncle. "If you want me to be more direct," Wally moved his other hand to Lenny's waist as well. "I can be..." He whispered rubbing their loins together gently.

"What is taking so long now~?" Lisa whined; she was starting to get worried. It was just annoying when Digger had run off, but she was nervous about her brother being alone with the hero for so long. "Oh! I'm worried...Digger," she pleaded hanging on his arm. "Will you make sure Lenny's alright? What if Flash is to doing something terrible to him!"

Digger looked at the pretty blond's puppy-dog eyes and sighed, "Alroit, wumby."

Get up, sit down, get up, sit down. All he wanted to do was flirt with Lisa for the evening, and it turned into one of the weirdest dates he's ever had. He grumbled to himself and opened the door, calling out jokingly as he did, "Alroit, ya love-birds, cover up whatcha don't want seen - CROIKY!" Little did he expect that his teasing would turn out to be so accurate. His eyes bugged out when he saw his leader and arch nemesis standing way too close to each other. The Hero's hands on the Villain's hips, their crotches pressed together in a way that could not be perceived as anything else other than exactly what it looked like.

Flash's eyes opened wide when he heard Digger shout out. Well fuck. "It's polite to knock first if you know someone is having a privet conversation," He said a very annoyed under tone to his voice. He didn't want to move but knew he had to. Letting go of the other man he turned to face Digger; trying to ignore the light heat in his pants and hoping that the aussie criminal didn't happen to glance down and see the slightly larger than normal bulge in his suit.

Cold stepped away in petulance as well, "Digger, get the fuck out." The copper-haired man just stared back in disbelieve, "You was just rubben yer junk with the wanker!" He squeaked in confusion. Then he glared at the Flash, "Yeh a perv Flasher?" That predatory look in the aussie's eyes from before returned with fiery vigor, a boomerang sliding out of his sleeve and flashing sharply in the glow, "Eh?"

Wally glared at the newly appeared villain. "I agree, leave." He said calmly, but sternly. He saw the boomerang appear in his hand and moved. Now standing right in front of Digger he grabbed his wrist. "Unless you have a reason to interfere?" He gave the aussie a hard glare. Cold was his, he could have his sister.

"Uhm yeah, you're molesting my bonney pall here." Digger snarled in the Flash's face.

"We're consenting adults," He said simply. "Think I'm forcing him? He's right, there ask him." he shrugged his shoulders and looked down watching the pissed off man's face.

Standing up Lisa marched angrily to the men's room; this was getting ridiculous! Everyone kept ditching her! She burst through the door, not caring that she wasn't allowed. "What is going on in here~! Is it some kind of party I'm not invited to?"

"Okay..." Cold ground out when he saw his sister, "That's enough. Enough enough enough. Lisa!" He said walking up to her and grabbing her arm, "Digger!" He grabbed Digger's arm. "You two get the HELL OUTTA HERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" He screamed, "I DON'T CARE WHERE THE FUCK YA GO!" He dragged the two out of the bathroom, out of the bar and across the street for good measure, "Digger! Take my sister and have fun! Lisa, watch your ass, because this guy's a weasel. Thank you and GO TO HELL!" He punctuated the rant with a loud snort and turned and marched back to the bar.

Flash was impressed by Cold's little outburst: Way to take matters into your own hands. He left the restroom and the bar, and met Cold in front of it as he was crossing the street. "Wanna get out of here?" He asked as the other man approached. He could see the other two across the street and Digger was still glaring daggers at him; so, of course, he just glared right back.

Cold fumed quietly, "Where would we go?"

Flash snorted. "Well I don't live in the Watch Tower; I do have a home. Or another bar. All up to you." He shrugged and left the next move up to Lenny…no not Lenny. He couldn't think of him as Lenny with that visor on; he was Captain Cold.

"Do you really trust me enough to let me into your house?"

Wally thought on that for a moment. "Well I would like to. Unless you have a reason I shouldn't," He said sternly, raising a brow to the other man. "Or...a hotel if you don't want to go there. Or your place. It's a big city."

"My apartment's pretty close, but I suppose it doesn't matter for someone like you, huh?" Cold watched his sister excitedly lead boomerang away, he sighed, "He is soooo gonna screw her..."

The hero looked across the street at the two people Cold had thoroughly kicked to the curb. "You can go to her if you want. But then again Digger probably wouldn't be the most fun person to be around right now." He looked down looking at Cold. "Well your place is fine by me, but you gotta take that off." The speedster pointed to his visor. "Would look weird me walking around with you while you're wearing them."

Cold blinked, he had forgotten that he had them on. He removed them and turned around, "Nnn. Lisa can take care of herself." He looked at the Flashes face, "We're… going to have sex again, aren't we?"

The speed demon blinked a couple times and rubbed the back of his head. "More than likely...unless you don't want it." Wally was tempted to tell Len that he had been thinking about what had happened between them a week ago almost nonstop since, but refrained from doing so.

Oh hell No. Absolutely not, No. Why the fuck would I wanna screw you? No! No No. Nonononononono! Cold's lips were a thin line and every time he willed the word out into the open. No matter how much he tried, his lips just clamped tighter and he came to the realization that he didn't want to say 'no', even though he knew that was the smart answer. No. no. no. That little word could save him from so much heart break. Learn how to say no… But… 'No' was a dirty word.

He took a dizzy step forward suddenly and rubbed his temple, "Umm, I s-sure let's go..."

"Well, lead the way then. Huh? Hey are you alright?" Flash asked watching Len. The man didn't look so well, "If you're not up for it its fine really."

"It's... it's nothing. I think I was holding my breath or something... Come on." He led the flash in the direction of his apartment.

Wally gave him a questioning look but said nothing and followed him quietly. He wasn't sure what to say. I mean there wasn't really much to strike up conversation about.

Cold opened the door to his home to the hero and followed him in. Every now and then he had to re-adjust himself in his path because of strange dizzy spells. He didn't know what the fuck was wrong with him. He had a strange feeling in the pit of his gut that felt like curdled milk ever since the Flash started talking about all that lovey-dovey shit in the bathroom.

The only thing he remembered feeling that was akin was that one time he had to ice-skate in a large competition in grade-school; A Competition where he had fainted right in the middle of his performance. What was this then? Stage fucking fright? "Heh, well, it ain't much of a house, but it's got a bed, beer, a tv. Y'know, the essentials." Cold joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Flashed looked around the room. Simple but nice; in truth his own apartment wasn't that much different. He didn't spend much time there after all. "Cool, a beer sounds nice. If that's alright," he quickly added, smiling at Cold. He didn't see why the man was acting so odd...well, ok, there were plenty of reasons for him to be, but Flash wanted to try and ease things a little. He walked up behind Lenny and put his hands on his tense shoulders massaging then firmly.

"I don't know why the fuck I'm so nervous, it's not like anything has changed..." Cold admitted as he shrugged away from the touch and went to the fridge, tossing a beer over his shoulder without looking.

Being as quick as he was, he managed to catch the badly thrown beer with ease. "It's understandable. I mean we play for opposite teams." Walking over the couch, he sat down and propped his feet up on the coffee table; a bad habit of his. "Not to mention," He began again, popping the cap of his beer. "You're nearly twice my age." He said this with a small smile, in a light classic Flash tone.

Cold was drinking his beer during the last part and he snorted and coughed violently, spitting frothing beer in the sink before turning and leering at the Flash in disbelief, "Like that even matters!"

"Hey didn't mean it in a bad way! I was just sayin', I mean some people are self-conscious about that kind of thing," as he thought about the man's age it made him think back to something he had said earlier. 'Why is everything such a big fucking Joke for you! Your uncle would've never...' His uncle... Wally took a long swallow of beer thinking, "Hey Len can I ask you somethin'?"

He spat a little more in the sink before trying the beer thing again, "Hm? Shoot," he gruffed, taking a careful sip.

Flash hesitated for a moment longer then, "You were around when my uncle was the Flash. I know you and him had a lot of run-ins... Did anything like this ever happen...with him?"

Len swallowed slowly and walked over to the Flash. Kicking his feet off the coffee table, the rogue sat down in their place so that he could be sitting directly across from him. He stared into those soulless, masked eyes.

"When I was younger... I had a huge crush on him." Cold finally admitted.

"That's not surprising, practically everyone did." He set his beer down on the table next to Cold. "But...that's not what I asked."

Cold smirked, "Well, I also had a huge crush on his wife."

Wally sighed and dropped his head into his hands. "Still not what I asked. Stop avoiding my real question and just answer it." He wanted to know. No that wasn't it...he needed to know. He wasn't sure why but he just did.

Cold closed his eyes and remembered the man's sweet face, "Barry Allan and I...", his eyes blue like the sky, and not hidden in a white soulless film like this Flash's. It was a vivid memory, but painful, "...never had sex or nothin'. He was too loyal to his wife for that... We never kissed either... But..." Cold didn't really like where this was going, he was never one for those hear- to-heart chats, and this kid was getting his claws too deep into him already.

Lenny didn't need to continue; he knew now. "But you loved him," Wally finished looking him right in the eyes. He sighed and picked up his beer walking over to the window he looked out over the city. The sun was setting and the darkening color of the sky was similar to how Wally was feeling.

"I don't see what this has to do with us... I mean, you started it." He looked down at his hands that had been holding his beer, they were shaking. This was getting emotional.

What did it have to do with them? Flash sighed again and took several long gulps from his beer. For most of his life he had felt like he was the runner up; second place to his uncle.

"Yeah, I did start it," Wally finally said and then did something even he almost couldn't believe. Turning around to look at Cold he locked eyes with him. "And if we're gonna do this...we're gonna do it right" Reaching up he pulled his mask back.

Cold yelped in surprise and stood up so fast, he knocked over the coffee table. He stood there stunned as he saw the hood fall back to reveal soft, lightly chiseled face, green eyes, and a well combed mop of orange hair. "O-Oh my god..." Lenny could not believe what he was seeing.

Wally stood there shaking slightly. He was already nervous about what he had just done, and the criminal's reaction hadn't helped any. "Sorry if I'm not your type," He said rubbing the back of his head. He wasn't sure why but... he felt like this could be more than he had initially thought.

"W-why the hell did you do that?" Cold choked out. Oh god- He was losing it. His nose was tingling and his eyes stung and watered – No! No tears, No tears! - The beer in his shaky hand finally slipped to the floor.

"Because...maybe this can be something more. I mean you stood up to Digger about it and we got back into this situation so easily..." He looked at the beer that had just fallen to the floor and a small amount of sadness seeped into his emerald eyes. "Sorry, I shouldn't have," Turning away from Lenny he pulled his hood back up into place. "I'll leave if you want."

Cold walked over to the Flash suddenly "No. You are not... not fucking leaving me here... all alone." His body was shaking uncontrollably, until finally one hot little tear rolled down his cheek. It was the first tear he had cried in a long… long time. He couldn't make sense off all the emotions running through him, he was overwhelmed. Until finally a horrible donning of realization fell over him and he reached up and yanked the hood down again, looking into Wally West's green eyes again helplessly, "Oh God... I really am crazy..."

"And why do you say that," He asked meeting Lenny's eyes. He saw the tear roll down his cheek and reached up brushing it away with his thumb.

"Because… Because I can't stop freaking out!" Len sobbed, his broad shoulders slumping as his resolve, tough exterior, and everything else that kept this man glued together shattered; giving way to unexplainable sobs. Len hugged himself, hung his head and cried.

Wally's brows frowned deeply. This was his fault; he shouldn't have pushed things so far. He should have just let things be and slept with him. He wrapped his arms around Cold's sobbing shoulders and rested his head on top of his.

"I'm sorry Lenny." He whispered.

Tbc.