[ He can think of a lot of things Harry MIGHT ask them to do, but he wants to be certain in advance - Harry can be unpredictable sometimes, particularly when Jesse is involved. ]
no, i don't know.
no, i don't know.
[ Oh, only that? He'd been expecting requests for body armor and 24 hour bodyguard protection, just explaining isn't so bad. Awkward, sure, but it's not like either of them are so fucked up about it that they can't even talk about it. ]
are you saying she wouldn't believe it if it were you?
are you saying she wouldn't believe it if it were you?
[ :| Harry that is not an answer. Or, it is, but it's not an explanation. ]
yeah, we can. it's not a problem.
yeah, we can. it's not a problem.
Good.
[ There's a number of reasons for it — they're more keenly familiar with Thawne, they've had a broader range of interactions with him and have seen far more than Harrison ever will, and it's information coming from people who aren't her overprotective father. He'll never admit that the real reason is that he just can't stand to see the look on her face when it all comes out — not after everything else that's happened recently. ]
[ There's a number of reasons for it — they're more keenly familiar with Thawne, they've had a broader range of interactions with him and have seen far more than Harrison ever will, and it's information coming from people who aren't her overprotective father. He'll never admit that the real reason is that he just can't stand to see the look on her face when it all comes out — not after everything else that's happened recently. ]
i guess just shoot me a text when it's a good time for us to talk.
[ the wording may not make it too obvious, but. this is a text tony sent out to every device with a connection to the network; why he didn't just make a normal update? reasoning lost to the ages. ]
u might be the one...
who owns this ring. is this urs?
u might be the one...
who owns this ring. is this urs?
got it.
[ He waits a couple minutes, knowing Harry probably won't answer him even if he asks, but then he can't resist: ]
you okay?
[ He waits a couple minutes, knowing Harry probably won't answer him even if he asks, but then he can't resist: ]
you okay?
[Eddie listens while Cisco tells him about Iris and the things that she's been through and done after he'd died. And he can't help the way his eyes sting, going a little red as he processes the fact he wasn't there to help her, how proud of her he is, that she'd stepped up like that for her family, that she did as well on Team Flash as he'd expected she would. And he feels guilty, he feels a sharp pang of regret and grief at the loss of that.]
I always knew she'd be great on the team, that she'd be a big help.
[He gets Cisco's shirt off him and strips himself as Cisco gets the rest of his clothes off, and for a moment he goes still. Looks at Cisco - really looks at him. Cisco is hurting and afraid, he's uncertain and insecure and he's here, with Eddie, taking care of him and focusing on Eddie, offering his support. And that...that's important. It has incredible value, and his eyes go wet, he lifts a hand to rub at them while Cisco explains that she'd gone on a date with her editor.
Abruptly, he laughs softly.]
Good. I'm so glad she's moving on. That's all I've ever wanted for her. I want her happy.
[He steps into the bath and settles, parts his legs so Cisco can sit between them, looking up at him. And his eyes might be red and wet but there's a bit of hope there.]
I always knew she'd be great on the team, that she'd be a big help.
[He gets Cisco's shirt off him and strips himself as Cisco gets the rest of his clothes off, and for a moment he goes still. Looks at Cisco - really looks at him. Cisco is hurting and afraid, he's uncertain and insecure and he's here, with Eddie, taking care of him and focusing on Eddie, offering his support. And that...that's important. It has incredible value, and his eyes go wet, he lifts a hand to rub at them while Cisco explains that she'd gone on a date with her editor.
Abruptly, he laughs softly.]
Good. I'm so glad she's moving on. That's all I've ever wanted for her. I want her happy.
[He steps into the bath and settles, parts his legs so Cisco can sit between them, looking up at him. And his eyes might be red and wet but there's a bit of hope there.]
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[ Cisco settles into the bath with him, leaning back against Eddie's chest. It's comfortable, and familiar, which helps Cisco to move past the self-consciousness that he's feeling. He sighs, takes a deep breath of the steamy air, adjusts his position so that he can see at least a bit of Eddie's face.
He and Eddie hadn't talked about Iris, too much, before this. More than anyone else, she reminds Eddie of what he'd lost. More than anyone else, for better or worse, she is the focus of his feelings of guilt, and regret, and insecurity. Cisco understands a little bit now that that was true even before he died. He knows that Eddie hadn't just killed himself to save the rest of them, even if that was the main reason. Part of him had felt irrelevant, like he didn't deserve her, because of what Eobard had said to him while he was down in the pipeline.
Cisco takes Eddie's hand and threads their fingers together, settling Eddie's palm over his heart. He remembers the first time they'd done this, after Snart had concussed Eddie and locked him up, and they hadn't found him for hours. Iris probably would've found him sooner his brain suggests, unhelpfully. ]
But she- now that you're both here, she might not want to move on.
[ He's sure the possibility has occurred to both of them. Which would put Eddie in a very unenviable position. Cisco swallows and says in a rush: ]
If you think she's gonna be angry or upset and you want me to tell her, I can do that. I'd rather she get get mad at me than at you.
[ Cisco had been the one to steal Eddie away, as it were. It shouldn't be Eddie's responsibility to tell her that, in addition to the guilt he's still feeling over how he'd died. But even Cisco being the one to do it seems wrong. It's all wrong. Being with Eddie feels right - more right than anything else in his life for a long time - but that's just selfishness. ]
Are you sure?
[ The question comes out soft, hoarse, and Cisco isn't looking at Eddie anymore, but down at his knees standing out over the water. Things have changed since that conversation of theirs. Eddie had assumed there was no way out of this place, for him. He'd been in a bad place about his death still - moreso, Cisco thinks, than he is now. There had been a lot of factors that made him dismiss the thought of getting back together with Iris which no longer apply, now. ]
He and Eddie hadn't talked about Iris, too much, before this. More than anyone else, she reminds Eddie of what he'd lost. More than anyone else, for better or worse, she is the focus of his feelings of guilt, and regret, and insecurity. Cisco understands a little bit now that that was true even before he died. He knows that Eddie hadn't just killed himself to save the rest of them, even if that was the main reason. Part of him had felt irrelevant, like he didn't deserve her, because of what Eobard had said to him while he was down in the pipeline.
Cisco takes Eddie's hand and threads their fingers together, settling Eddie's palm over his heart. He remembers the first time they'd done this, after Snart had concussed Eddie and locked him up, and they hadn't found him for hours. Iris probably would've found him sooner his brain suggests, unhelpfully. ]
But she- now that you're both here, she might not want to move on.
[ He's sure the possibility has occurred to both of them. Which would put Eddie in a very unenviable position. Cisco swallows and says in a rush: ]
If you think she's gonna be angry or upset and you want me to tell her, I can do that. I'd rather she get get mad at me than at you.
[ Cisco had been the one to steal Eddie away, as it were. It shouldn't be Eddie's responsibility to tell her that, in addition to the guilt he's still feeling over how he'd died. But even Cisco being the one to do it seems wrong. It's all wrong. Being with Eddie feels right - more right than anything else in his life for a long time - but that's just selfishness. ]
Are you sure?
[ The question comes out soft, hoarse, and Cisco isn't looking at Eddie anymore, but down at his knees standing out over the water. Things have changed since that conversation of theirs. Eddie had assumed there was no way out of this place, for him. He'd been in a bad place about his death still - moreso, Cisco thinks, than he is now. There had been a lot of factors that made him dismiss the thought of getting back together with Iris which no longer apply, now. ]
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no dice. i'm more of a princess cut kinda guy.
.....good luck figuring out who it really belongs to and who is just claiming it's theirs.
.....good luck figuring out who it really belongs to and who is just claiming it's theirs.
keep me posted?
is anyone else looking apart from natasha? do you want me to round up some trustworthy faces? you could try bryn, or arya.
[ The more people who are looking, the more likely it is they'll find her quickly. ]
is anyone else looking apart from natasha? do you want me to round up some trustworthy faces? you could try bryn, or arya.
[ The more people who are looking, the more likely it is they'll find her quickly. ]
I will
[ Guess who didn't know Natasha's name until just now, only her impressive resume of throwing rogues through tables. ]
I don't know Bryn. Arya's
No
Keeping it small is for the best
[ there's a long pause between messages. ]
because she may actually kill me if I make a big deal out of it and round up an entire search party
[ Guess who didn't know Natasha's name until just now, only her impressive resume of throwing rogues through tables. ]
I don't know Bryn. Arya's
No
Keeping it small is for the best
[ there's a long pause between messages. ]
because she may actually kill me if I make a big deal out of it and round up an entire search party
[More than almost ever before, Iris seems like something nice that Eddie had for a while but no longer has, and possibly never had. Perhaps one of the most painful realizations in Eddie's life had been the moment he understood and accepted that the way Iris looked at Barry was different than the way she'd looked at him, and that the way she looked at Barry was how Eddie wanted to be looked at. Eobard's words in the pipeline had only been confirmation of something he already knew, and now, months removed, having someone who looks at him exactly the way he wants to be looked at, he understands that getting back together with her had been one last desperate attempt, and that it ultimately would have failed too.
It still hurts. Part of him still wants that back, desperately. Wants to be with her. Misses what they had and how things had been, how happy they'd been together, before Barry came back into the picture, when he'd thought he had her all to himself.
But the truth is, that had never been true. And Cisco is here, and warm against him, threading his fingers through Eddie's and pressing his hand over his heart. Cisco, who he knows well enough to know that placing Eddie's hand over his heart is an expression of profound trust, who's trying to help him feel better, trying to talk him through this while feeling uncertain about whether this will even continue to be a relationship. Cisco, who sits with him and tilts his head so he can look up at him with warm dark eyes, offers to take Iris' anger if it comes to that.
When Cisco asks if he's sure, Eddie remembers all the times they've told each other that they need to communicate the things that are going on under the surface, because both of them have a hard time articulating themselves. Have a hard time saying out loud when they value things, because they're both too aware that those things can go away so quickly. So he squeezes gently at Cisco's hand, and he tries to say the things he's thinking. It isn't as eloquent as he usually is, because the only way he could be eloquent about this is to think on it for days, and he doesn't want to make Cisco wait that long to hear it.]
Maybe she doesn't. I don't know. She hasn't really given me any indication. All I know is that she missed me and I missed her and we want to talk to each other, that we're very important to each other. We probably always will be.
[He takes a deep breath, leans in and buries his face against Cisco's hair, eyes closed.]
But you keep talking about what she wants, and I think you sort of...decided for me, what I want. Or what you think I deserve. But you haven't really asked me what I want, and you're forgetting that what you want factors into this whole thing too. The thing is, it's not just her choice. Even if she doesn't want to move on, I already have. I miss her. I miss what we had. But even before I died, I knew that what she and I had was doomed, not because of my death but because of Barry. I don't want to be in a relationship like that.
[Leaning forward, his voice is a little ragged when he continues.]
I love the way you look at me, like you really see me. I love how you touch me, and how you take care of me, and really listen to what I'm saying. I love that you helped me with the dishes on our first date, and that you push me to say how I'm really feeling and don't just expect me to be the solid one. I love that you let me be myself, but make me try new things and push me out of my comfort zone. I love that you trust me and that I can trust you and I love how smart you are and how enthusiastic you get and how you look when you're sleeping and...and that I can help you, that you can come to me when you're upset and...I love this.
And I know it's new and I know you're feeling insecure and I get why, but please stop. Stop putting yourself down, like you're not worth choosing, stop acting like I've only been with you because Iris isn't here, because it's not true. You are so, so important to me. I'm sure. Breaking up with you never even crossed my mind.
[He swallows hard, squeezes around Cisco's shoulders.]
And I'll tell her. We're having breakfast together tomorrow. I'll talk to her then.
It still hurts. Part of him still wants that back, desperately. Wants to be with her. Misses what they had and how things had been, how happy they'd been together, before Barry came back into the picture, when he'd thought he had her all to himself.
But the truth is, that had never been true. And Cisco is here, and warm against him, threading his fingers through Eddie's and pressing his hand over his heart. Cisco, who he knows well enough to know that placing Eddie's hand over his heart is an expression of profound trust, who's trying to help him feel better, trying to talk him through this while feeling uncertain about whether this will even continue to be a relationship. Cisco, who sits with him and tilts his head so he can look up at him with warm dark eyes, offers to take Iris' anger if it comes to that.
When Cisco asks if he's sure, Eddie remembers all the times they've told each other that they need to communicate the things that are going on under the surface, because both of them have a hard time articulating themselves. Have a hard time saying out loud when they value things, because they're both too aware that those things can go away so quickly. So he squeezes gently at Cisco's hand, and he tries to say the things he's thinking. It isn't as eloquent as he usually is, because the only way he could be eloquent about this is to think on it for days, and he doesn't want to make Cisco wait that long to hear it.]
Maybe she doesn't. I don't know. She hasn't really given me any indication. All I know is that she missed me and I missed her and we want to talk to each other, that we're very important to each other. We probably always will be.
[He takes a deep breath, leans in and buries his face against Cisco's hair, eyes closed.]
But you keep talking about what she wants, and I think you sort of...decided for me, what I want. Or what you think I deserve. But you haven't really asked me what I want, and you're forgetting that what you want factors into this whole thing too. The thing is, it's not just her choice. Even if she doesn't want to move on, I already have. I miss her. I miss what we had. But even before I died, I knew that what she and I had was doomed, not because of my death but because of Barry. I don't want to be in a relationship like that.
[Leaning forward, his voice is a little ragged when he continues.]
I love the way you look at me, like you really see me. I love how you touch me, and how you take care of me, and really listen to what I'm saying. I love that you helped me with the dishes on our first date, and that you push me to say how I'm really feeling and don't just expect me to be the solid one. I love that you let me be myself, but make me try new things and push me out of my comfort zone. I love that you trust me and that I can trust you and I love how smart you are and how enthusiastic you get and how you look when you're sleeping and...and that I can help you, that you can come to me when you're upset and...I love this.
And I know it's new and I know you're feeling insecure and I get why, but please stop. Stop putting yourself down, like you're not worth choosing, stop acting like I've only been with you because Iris isn't here, because it's not true. You are so, so important to me. I'm sure. Breaking up with you never even crossed my mind.
[He swallows hard, squeezes around Cisco's shoulders.]
And I'll tell her. We're having breakfast together tomorrow. I'll talk to her then.
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@eddietective; shortly after his conversation with snart
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2016-05-15 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Hey Cisco.
Is it okay if we crash at your place instead of mine tonight? Would we be alone?
Is it okay if we crash at your place instead of mine tonight? Would we be alone?
[ Guess who wasn't obsessively checking the comments on someone else's post? This guy. He has no idea. ]
yes and yes
kind of a mess though be warned
yes and yes
kind of a mess though be warned
[The threats weren't even on the network. Eddie doesn't really blame him.]
Alright.
[A beat, and then.]
If I don't text you the word Miranda by the time three hours have passed, can you come grab me at the boxing gym and maybe bring Caitlin?
Alright.
[A beat, and then.]
If I don't text you the word Miranda by the time three hours have passed, can you come grab me at the boxing gym and maybe bring Caitlin?
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[ He types out 'why not Arya?' but then deletes it, because now isn't the moment. ]
she's 'tigress' on the network. i trust her.
[ Coming from Cisco that's far from nothing. But Harry's reason for wanting to keep it small is valid. ]
okay that's legit.
just... lemme know when she's safe, ok?
she's 'tigress' on the network. i trust her.
[ Coming from Cisco that's far from nothing. But Harry's reason for wanting to keep it small is valid. ]
okay that's legit.
just... lemme know when she's safe, ok?
I'm pretty sure I'm about to get my ass kicked.
in a macho sparring match way or in a shit i'm in trouble way
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