“I didn’t say you shouldn’t be scared, I said you don’t have to be. Cisco, you’re not okay. But we can tackle it later. You’re not alone.” Hartley leaned in again, capturing his lips, hoping it would bring him some solace. “I’ll help you remember without a migraine after. You can just relax. I can make you a pie. We can watch your dwarf movie. We can have sex. We can do anything you want.”
Cisco’s eyes closed as their lips met again, it felt like time stood still. “But you don’t like movies. Why would you offer to watch a movie you don’t even like?” He said as they parted, his eyes staring into Hartley’s. “I wouldn’t mind some pie though.” A shy smile spread across his face as he glanced toward the kitchen.
He feels bad and he knows he shouldn’t. Jay had been overly nice to Cisco but he caught him at a very difficult time, apparently. At least now they could sort of get on the same page with each other. Jay moves closer to Cisco, nodding his head. “Zoom wants to kill Barry. Well, all of the speedsters, if you want to be technical. I can’t let that happen.”
Cisco propelled himself forward, almost running into the man face first. “Kill him? We have to warn him. Jay, we have to tell him! I can’t let someone else in my life die. You have to help him defeat Zoom.”
“Crime can wait.” Barry smiled a bit, straightening as Cisco paid for his shot. “We could “Wrath of Khan” it again. Or maybe go classic Star Wars. Or just be totally random and Lord of the Rings it.”
“I’m down for whatever, but I just got the extended version of Lord of the Rings, sooooo.” Cisco grinned, spinning around and jumping down from the chair. It was an obstacle itself getting up there, and getting down was a lot easier for the man. “You wanna speed us there or have a leisurely walk?”
Hartley shook his head, squeezing Cisco’s arm soothingly. “It’s okay, Cisco. We can work through it together. Everything. You don’t have to be scared.”
“I have every reason to be scared. I can’t remember what happened the past few weeks, I’ve hurt a bunch of people, I couldn’t save my own sister, and I let the secret out that I promised myself I’d never let out.” Cisco’s voice cracked as he rambled, the volume increasing as he spoke. “Yeah, I’m scared. Everyone says its okay when it’s not.”
Hartley leaned in. “Okay, don’t exert yourself,” he said, cupping his cheek. “First, I leaned in like this.” He moved even closer, their lips inches apart. “And I stayed here for a couple seconds. Thinking that I was making a horrible mistake. But you didn’t push me away. So I did this.” Hartley closed the gap, kissing the other expertly and without the hesitation that was there the first time.
Cisco felt his body start to tense as the man moved closer, but he relaxed the space between their lips lessened. WIthout thinking, Cisco kissed back naturally. That’s when it hit him. Everything intimate he and Hartley did came rushing back to him. The feelings, the memories, everything. Cisco pulled back and looked at the other man’s face. “I’m scared, Hart.”
“Cisco. We don’t have to talk about your condition. But tell me more about what you just remembered. What did I do?” Hartley spoke softly and slid his hand up slightly, still rubbing circles with his thumb to try to get him to relax. “Just talk through what you saw, that’s all. Then I won’t bring your condition up again until you’re ready.”
“Cuddled. An Experiment? I don’t know.” Cisco said, resting his head in his hands. “Whenever I try and remember exactly what happened, even after a vibe, I just get a headache that never ends.”
Barry smiled brightly, happy at the idea of hanging out with Cisco. There was a pang of guilt that went through him for choosing his own enjoyment and company of friends over doing his duties as the Flash, but he nodded almost immediately. “Then I’ve love to. I’ve missed hanging out with you.”
“Awesome!” Cisco exclaimed. “And hey, if you have any other responsibilities, I total understand. I realize that crime doesn’t stop for movie nights with your bestie.” He pulled a few bills out of his wallet and placed them under an empty shot glass before turning to Barry again. “So, what should we watch?”