Cisco set the items aside when his phone went off in his pocket, sighing at the man he’d fallen so quickly for. “Hartley, you can’t hide from me forever.” He smiled, picking up the warm food and drink and starting towards what he thought might be bedrooms.
“Yes I can,” Hartley muttered under his breath before clapping a hand over his mouth and responding over text.
yes I can go away im not in the house this is Leonard Snart messing with you ha ha ha don’t you feel stupid.
wait no that was mean im so sorry
Cisco turned his head toward the sound and began following it. “You are such a troll, Hartley Rathaway.” He grinned, glancing at the text message. “It’s a good thing you’re cute.” Cisco turned to a room where there was what looked like a ball of blankets on the bed. But – that ball was breathing. “Found you.” He grinned, leaning against the doorframe.
Cisco backup 