[ Cisco, for his part, doesn't even notice the mess, or the look that crosses Harry's face when he sees it. He's too caught up in his own thoughts. Part of him keeps desperately wanting to offer some kind of compromise. Obviously, Harry chose to stay with his daughter. That's the kind of person that he is. He's a good father to her - and Cisco wouldn't ever want that to change. But does that really mean the two of them have to be through, completely? He could offer to make breaches, come visit on some kind of regular schedule. They could set up some way of communicating, could make the best of it-
Even as he's imagining and practicing the speech in his head, it sounds foolish. Needy, clinging, desperate, pathetic. He doesn't want to be those things. Doesn't want to give Harry a bad last impression. If Harry had wanted to make it work, he would have said so. Cisco's been through this with enough people by now that he can take a hint.
So he settles himself in Harry's lap (thinking inevitably of the first time they'd kissed properly, soberly, the night they found out the truth about Zoom. Cisco should have realized back then that something which started amidst so much awfulness would end the same way). But he shoves away that thought, wastes no time in kissing Harry. He doesn't hold back, doesn't wait to build the kiss gradually from gentle to passionate. His hands are carding through Harry's hair and he's kissing him like it's the last time he's going to get to do it - because, after all, it is. He does his best to memorize every detail of this, preserve it for the future that is to come. ]
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Even as he's imagining and practicing the speech in his head, it sounds foolish. Needy, clinging, desperate, pathetic. He doesn't want to be those things. Doesn't want to give Harry a bad last impression. If Harry had wanted to make it work, he would have said so. Cisco's been through this with enough people by now that he can take a hint.
So he settles himself in Harry's lap (thinking inevitably of the first time they'd kissed properly, soberly, the night they found out the truth about Zoom. Cisco should have realized back then that something which started amidst so much awfulness would end the same way). But he shoves away that thought, wastes no time in kissing Harry. He doesn't hold back, doesn't wait to build the kiss gradually from gentle to passionate. His hands are carding through Harry's hair and he's kissing him like it's the last time he's going to get to do it - because, after all, it is. He does his best to memorize every detail of this, preserve it for the future that is to come. ]