"Congratulations," Hartley said drily. He felt like an ass, because he wanted to tell Barry that he didn't want to be his friend, he wanted to be more. Of course that could and should never happen, but it was a thought that made the idea of being just friends pale in comparison. Someone else he had to hide his true self and his true thoughts from. He wondered what it'd be like to kiss Barry's cheek. What was it like to be kissed by someone he was in love with? He knew that he should really never find out. "Those are not your pants." Seemed worth pointing out.