❛❛ I’m not going to leave. I’ll stay as long as you need me to. ❜❜

Sad and Soft Starters

Cisco was curled up in a ball on his couch, his head resting on Cynthia’s lap. “Thank you,” he sniffled, knowing that’s all he needed to say. He’d just vibed one of Dante’s last memories from the shirt he’d been wearing the night of his death. Cisco kept it folded in the top drawer of his dresser, and his hand brushed against it when he was looking for something. The memory rocked him to the core, and he was all but paralyzed by grief.