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For most, red was the color of love. But not for Barry. For him it was green. Not just any green but the bright, glowing, neon green that was so present in his life. The green that was that of both the Green Lantern and of ectoplasm. The green that followed his loves wherever they went. In Hal's ring and Danny's eyes. Red was dangerous for them and even if it was his own color, it would be their color of love. Not his own. Because that green was the color that meant he was safe. That he was home.