[ The smugness in Harry's voice and the feel of that soundless chuckle make Cisco's face go hot, part embarrassment and part something that is definitely not embarrassment at all. Which is maybe a bit messed up, but Cisco's never claimed to not be messed up. All in all, he's glad when Harry moves. Cisco takes that as his cue to pull away, to stand up and put a little necessary space between them, for a moment or two.
He looks at the clock and sees what time it is, and it's shocking to him that it's not hours later. It feels like 4 AM, but then, they've both had rather long days, all things considered. ]
Are you cool with sharing the bed? [ Cisco doesn't disguise the hope in that question. He will take the couch if Harry prefers it that way, but it would be nice, not to be alone. ] Promise I'll keep my hands to myself. [ Then, because he can't resist. ] This time, anyway.
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He looks at the clock and sees what time it is, and it's shocking to him that it's not hours later. It feels like 4 AM, but then, they've both had rather long days, all things considered. ]
Are you cool with sharing the bed? [ Cisco doesn't disguise the hope in that question. He will take the couch if Harry prefers it that way, but it would be nice, not to be alone. ] Promise I'll keep my hands to myself. [ Then, because he can't resist. ] This time, anyway.