I don't honestly knew what inspired this. I was reading a ColdFlash one-shot that was the literal opposite of this, and I guess I wanted to write a one-shot.

Enjoy!

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Barry looked around the football field. His boyfriend, Len, was no where to be found. Barry sighed. Since when was Len the late one?

He took his seat, hoping Len would show up.

He didn't.

...

Barry was watching the game intently. Now he understood the interest in sports. It was a very interesting game, even if it was a little confusing.

Suddenly, it was halftime. Barry looked around and frowned. Len still wasn't there.

Suddenly, someone appeared on the field with a microphone. It was far away, so Barry couldn't see the person's face.

Then he spoke, and Barry immediately recognized the voice of his boyfriend.

"Today, I admit. I totally tricked my boyfriend into coming." Len chuckled. "Phrasing. I know.

"Anyway, I just wanted to say this. Barry, you are an amazing person, not to mention your other great qualities. I don't even have enough time to mention them all. Your the best, sweetest, most caring person I have ever met, and I can't imagine my life without you. So will you do me the honor of marrying me?"

Barry gasped. He smiled. He saw his face on one of the big screens, but he didn't care.

He got up, and almost flashed out of his seat to get to Len.

"Yes," he said, tears streaming down his face. "Yes, yes, yes!"

Len pulled the ring out of his pocket.

Barry gave him a look.

"Sorry!" Len smirked.

He slid the ring onto Barry's finger, and most of the crowd applauded. Some booed, but Barry and Len ignored them.

They kissed, and Barry knew he had never been happier.