[ Harrison kicks off his shoes and tugs his long-sleeved shirt off as well, leaving only his black undershirt. He glances back over at Cisco as he pulls at his socks, balling them up and tossing them over with his shoes, and the corners of his mouth twitch into a half smile. At the end of the day, it's a welcome distraction from the shit show that preceeded all of it.
He pulls the blankets on the other side of the bed back after a moment and settles in carefully. He'd been used to sleeping alone for so long, curled up on his side on his sad little cot in the labs or wherever, that it's almost foreign to him, slipping into bed with someone else. He's not completely solitary despite how he may seem, but Harrison isn't exactly one to cuddle or anything either.
Still, Cisco's muffled statement breaks the ice neatly enough and Harrison lets out a soft, huffy laugh, glancing over at him. ]
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He pulls the blankets on the other side of the bed back after a moment and settles in carefully. He'd been used to sleeping alone for so long, curled up on his side on his sad little cot in the labs or wherever, that it's almost foreign to him, slipping into bed with someone else. He's not completely solitary despite how he may seem, but Harrison isn't exactly one to cuddle or anything either.
Still, Cisco's muffled statement breaks the ice neatly enough and Harrison lets out a soft, huffy laugh, glancing over at him. ]
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