The L Word |Hartmon

rathawayxhartley:

fransciscoramon:

“Shhhh, Hart. It’s okay.” Cisco said, trying to calm the man down from whatever delusion he was having. He intertwined his fingers with Hartley’s before speaking again. “I gotchu. I won’t let anything hurt you, my love.”

Hartley was physically shaking, his eyes squeezed shut and not even seeming to notice when Cisco held his hand. Hartley’s eyes wildly twitched and it was like he was having a nightmare but while still asleep.

Cisco hardly knew how to handle a situation like this. Thoughts raced through his mind. Should he call Len? 911? No, that might make things worse. His mind trailed to their night together when they stayed up and talked for hours on end. “Piper, you’re okay. Everything is going to be just fine.” He said, rubbing circles on the back of his hand, hoping to get through to the man.

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