Helena pouted. “There has to be some blankets somewhere in that lab of yours. We can just spend the night in there and you can tell me about your day.”
Cisco sighed. “I’ve spent enough nights at the Lab, and I don’t fancy spending too many more there. Plus, my apartment isn’t too far. We can walk there and cuddle. It will be great.” He said with a smile.
Violet snorted and brought him some regular lemonade and chips, setting them down across from him. “That sounds like a horrible idea, bro,” she said. “You’re not the most coordinated tool in the shed, dear,” she chided with a laugh. “And you still didn’t answer my question about which movie you wanted to watch.”
“’m perfectlycoordinated, thankyouverymuch.” He smiled, grabbing the chips and stuffing a few in his mouth. “I don’ care. Pick yer poison, yeah.” He smiled, with a moan of content with his chips.
Helena hummed in agreement, kissing him again. “You flatter me,” she purred, unable, however, to stop the genuine smile peeking through. Gently she moved her lips down his jaw to his neck, remembering quite clearly that she got the most reaction out of him when focusing her attention there.
“My specialty…Flattery.” He smiled. As the kisses trailed down his neck, his eyes slowly shut. “Hey, uh, you wann head back to – my place?” He said, pausing every few words.
Cisco backup