Picking Up the Pieces || Cisco & Barry

always-going-faster:

fransciscoramon:

“Well I don’t care!” Cisco yelled back, his friend towering over him. “I can protect myself, Barry. I don’t need you always protecting me!” Cisco could feel the wristbands really begin to affect him. He felt the engery build up inside him, but it had nowhere to go. He just pushed it back, allowing it to add to the other bottled up energy and other feelings he had been repressing for the past 6 months. “If you don’t want me here, then I’ll just leave! I’ll be stopping by the lab tomorrow to pick up some things I forgot.” He said with a stern tone as he pushed past Barry to make it to the door. 

Barry opened his mouth to argue, but closed it as Cisco’s anger grew.  He understood the frustration, understood how upset he was making the ones he loved, but he knew it was necessary.  “Cisco, it’s just..it’s for the best.  I can’t see you get hurt or killed.”  Barry didn’t move to chase him, just looking at his feet and trying not to feel miserable.  This was for the best.

“I’ve been killed before, I highly doubt it’s any different.” With his hand on the doorknob, Cisco paused. “Maybe the would would be better off without me.” He mumbled, opening the door and walking out.

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