[ Cisco manages to sit through it - Harry, looking at him like that, tucking his hair back behind his ears, touching it so gently. For all that he could be abrasive and impatient and destructive when the two of them are working together, Harry had never gotten rough with him when they're together like this, hadn't scared him. That's more than could be said of some people, in Cisco's experience. And maybe Barry or Caitlin wouldn't approve if they knew, but the fact is, Cisco doesn't think he's going to find anyone as good for him as Harry. Not for a long time, if ever.
But that's not the kind of thing he can think about right now. It's hard enough, enduring these final quiet moments together. He drops his gaze when his eyes start to get too wet, but no tears fall, so it's okay. When Harry gets up and starts getting dressed, Cisco gets the opportunity he needs to compose himself. He has to put on a normal face, a passable face, for their formal goodbye at S.T.A.R. Labs. The night had been theirs, and now it's back to playing the role of 'moderately sad teammate/ friend'. ]
You got your things?
[ When he sees that Harry has everything, Cisco shoves his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, nods, and leads the way out of the apartment. Normally, if they're not talking about science, he is the one who fills up the silence with chatter. But he's not feeling talkative, this morning, so they make the drive back to S.T.A.R. Labs in silence. Cisco has settled into a kind of sleep-deprived numbness that he's grateful for. It'll help him save face for the fake goodbye. When they get up to the doors, Cisco stops. This is his last chance to say something to Harry, in private. He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. Eventually Cisco shakes his head and goes in, squaring his shoulders and forcing a smile that hopefully, Caitlin and Barry and the rest of them won't notice is miserable around the edges. ]
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But that's not the kind of thing he can think about right now. It's hard enough, enduring these final quiet moments together. He drops his gaze when his eyes start to get too wet, but no tears fall, so it's okay. When Harry gets up and starts getting dressed, Cisco gets the opportunity he needs to compose himself. He has to put on a normal face, a passable face, for their formal goodbye at S.T.A.R. Labs. The night had been theirs, and now it's back to playing the role of 'moderately sad teammate/ friend'. ]
You got your things?
[ When he sees that Harry has everything, Cisco shoves his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, nods, and leads the way out of the apartment. Normally, if they're not talking about science, he is the one who fills up the silence with chatter. But he's not feeling talkative, this morning, so they make the drive back to S.T.A.R. Labs in silence. Cisco has settled into a kind of sleep-deprived numbness that he's grateful for. It'll help him save face for the fake goodbye. When they get up to the doors, Cisco stops. This is his last chance to say something to Harry, in private. He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. Eventually Cisco shakes his head and goes in, squaring his shoulders and forcing a smile that hopefully, Caitlin and Barry and the rest of them won't notice is miserable around the edges. ]