"No, there's no way. My parents aren't forward thinking." To say the least. Hartley move his hand to cup the back of Barry's neck, resisting the urge to slide his hand into his hair. It was so nice to be close to someone like that. This was sad, but he supposed ultimately it was the best outcome he could have hoped for. "Thank you for not hating me." Barry could have done so many bad things with this, but instead he'd at least have one great kiss and a beautiful 'what if' to remember. "I want you to know that you're beautiful. I really like you. You're amazing, don't forget that."