[ When Harry mentions S.T.A.R. Labs - working there, finding his purpose there, a strange feeling settles itself into Cisco's chest. He doesn't know what to call it exactly. It is more than anything else a sense of the rightness of that thought. Cisco loves S.T.A.R. Labs. At all times, in all conditions. It is more of a home to him than this place - than any other place. But seeing the way it had been on Earth-2 reminded Cisco of how it had been in those years before the particle accelerator. It wasn't meant to be boarded up, to be empty except for the same half a dozen people. To be part headquarters, part prison, rather than a place of innovation and science.
But even back when it was full of people and noise, S.T.A.R. Labs had been wrong, because Eobard Thawne had been at the center of it. It had been his personal spiderweb, and he had only twitched the right strands that would make his own plans come to fruition.
With Harry here, it could be restored, remade into the place it was always meant to be. ]
You're Harrison Wells. You can do anything.
[ Cisco has felt a lot of things for Harry, in the months that they've known each other. Irritation, fear, resentment, betrayal - and also, sympathy, concern, amusement, camaraderie. The one thing he has not felt, has not allowed himself to feel is the one thing that comes out in his voice when he says that: admiration.
Admiring Harrison Wells is a dangerous thing, for Cisco Ramon. For better or for worse, admiration and attraction are wound up together in his mind, so that it is impossible to experience one without some measure of the other. He's been through this before; at least, he thought he had. Cisco remembers what it felt like, the first time he'd fallen in love with a Harrison Wells. He should know better. He should learn from past mistakes.
But Harry, with his head tilted back and his eyes mostly shut, looks tired and uncertain, and Cisco couldn't live with himself if he didn't remind him of who he is, of what he has accomplished, of how much more he can. ]
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But even back when it was full of people and noise, S.T.A.R. Labs had been wrong, because Eobard Thawne had been at the center of it. It had been his personal spiderweb, and he had only twitched the right strands that would make his own plans come to fruition.
With Harry here, it could be restored, remade into the place it was always meant to be. ]
You're Harrison Wells. You can do anything.
[ Cisco has felt a lot of things for Harry, in the months that they've known each other. Irritation, fear, resentment, betrayal - and also, sympathy, concern, amusement, camaraderie. The one thing he has not felt, has not allowed himself to feel is the one thing that comes out in his voice when he says that: admiration.
Admiring Harrison Wells is a dangerous thing, for Cisco Ramon. For better or for worse, admiration and attraction are wound up together in his mind, so that it is impossible to experience one without some measure of the other. He's been through this before; at least, he thought he had. Cisco remembers what it felt like, the first time he'd fallen in love with a Harrison Wells. He should know better. He should learn from past mistakes.
But Harry, with his head tilted back and his eyes mostly shut, looks tired and uncertain, and Cisco couldn't live with himself if he didn't remind him of who he is, of what he has accomplished, of how much more he can. ]