Barry moaned.

He couldn't help but stare at it.

It was magnificent.

It was delicious.

It was huge.

And it was his favorite flavor.

"Len, please!" he begged.

Len looked between the freezer and his boyfriend. Barry was staring at the ice cream like he wanted to screw it (Awesome pun. Trust me, I know).

"Why do you seem to like that ice cream more than me?" Len whined.

Barry didn't deny it, making Len frustrated.

"Fine! I'll buy the damn ice cream!"

Barry cheered.

"I love you!"

Len looked shocked, but Barry ignored him.

"You... love me?" Len asked.

Barry turned to look at Len, finally realizing his 'mistake'.

"Yeah... do you not love me back?" Barry asked, and anyone who knew him could tell he was extremely anxious for the answer.

"I-I do, Barry. I love you too," Len said, and he kissed Barry.

...

Note: I was just trying to update this because I seem to have really bad writer's block at the moment.

Hope you enjoyed!