[ Cisco bites his lip to keep in a tiny giggle when Eddie even goes so far as to pull his chair out for him. He can't laugh right now; Eddie had said he was nervous, and the last thing Cisco wants for tonight is for Eddie to think that he finds this date mockable. He doesn't even know why he wants to laugh - perhaps because that small gesture reminds him of all the other small gestures, how Eddie pampers him on a daily basis. All the meals he's made, all the little presents, the small touches, the affectionate texts.
What had he ever done to be worth any of it?
But that's just the way that Eddie is, Cisco knows. This is something that makes him happy: showering his love and attention on another person... 'spoiling' them, as he put it. And the real baffling thing is that he doesn't want anything in return - except to be appreciated, and valued, and loved. ]
I guess I can live with that. [ There's a trace of humor in the words, but Cisco's smile is all soft happiness. ] Hell yeah, champagne. We're celebrating after all.
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What had he ever done to be worth any of it?
But that's just the way that Eddie is, Cisco knows. This is something that makes him happy: showering his love and attention on another person... 'spoiling' them, as he put it. And the real baffling thing is that he doesn't want anything in return - except to be appreciated, and valued, and loved. ]
I guess I can live with that. [ There's a trace of humor in the words, but Cisco's smile is all soft happiness. ] Hell yeah, champagne. We're celebrating after all.