“I’m not exactly normal.” Jason replied, as if that was explanation enough for his rudeness. His natural response to kindness was simply sarcasm bordering on insulting. He wasn’t sure whether to blame Bruce Wayne, The League or his own fucked up head for that. “Thank you, let me buy you a beer?” He repeated back as he took the offered hand, pulling himself to his feet with the younger man’s help.
“HA! I didn’t think that would actually work.” Cisco laughed, slapping the man on the back in a friendly way. “I know just the place to patch you up and have a good drink. C’mon,” he said, walking down the alleyway.
“It’s a nice change. I will admit I do like the t-shirts. I feel underdressed.” She ventured farther into his home, looking around to see if anything changed. In her lifestyle a room can look one way today and be completely different the next. “Are you trying to get me drink, Mr. Ramon?” She sat back against his plush couch, her body relaxing into it’s warm embrace. “I’ll take a white wine,” it seemed like the classiest choice.
“You’re not underdressed, you look beautiful in anything.” Cisco said, his face blushing a little. “I tried to tidy up a little. I even made the bed!” He hollered with a laugh as she walked down the hall. “I’m not a big bed maker. I figure why make it if you’re just going to mess it up again?” He smiled, taking a bottle of white wine out of the fridge and two wine glasses out of the cupboard. He poured the wine and brought Sara a glass. “I promise it was a friendly offer. Do you want to eat at the table or watch a movie while we eat or something? I’m down for anything.”
His head lolled back dramatically as he watched the man go. “I’m sorry!” He called after his retreating form. “If that helps?” He shrugged, putting on his best wounded puppy face. “I’m not a people person. As I’m sure you can tell.”
Cisco whipped his head around to look at the stranger, still sitting on the ground. “If that helps? I don’t think that’s what you should say after an ‘I’m sorry’. Normally someone would say, yeah, I’d like your help. or even: Sure, let’s get me patched up and let me buy you a beer. But no. not you.” Cisco laughed, lecturing the man as he walked back over. He held a hand out for the man to take as he continued to talk. “I’m usually a people person, unless the person is a dick. Then that’s a whole new thing.”
It’s not going down to Mexico. It’s NEXT to Mexico. And I’m sure he’d buy you a drink. And it’s not like you’re picky. I love youuuu.
Um, rude. Just cause I don’t have anything going right now, doesn’t mean I’m picky. Violet, we’ve known each other for like, a week or two now. Do I need to go and make you and account on a dating site? HMMMMMM?
I know. You’re hitech city boy wants sexy farmgirl. But alpacaboy has a real appealing offer. I mean. It’d be a free vacation. And alpacas are fucking adorable. it’s a little sus that he’s 7′11″ and wants a man 4′0″ to 4′9″ but. I mean. Hey. He’s only a year younger than youuuuuu.
You’re so weird. I’m not going down to Mexico for a vacation, free or not. I’d rather go to Coast city and get some pizza and some beer. Wait,
He chucked at the stranger’s observation, raising an eyebrow. “No shit.” He muttered, looking the man up and down. “Don’t concern yourself. Just leave me here to lick my wounds.”
“Um, excuse you. I’m trying to be nice and lend my help, and then you go and act all sassy? Nevermind then. Good luck getting to where ever you’re going.” Cisco said, turning his back to the man and walking slowly away.
“Thank you Cisco, you’re looking pretty great yourself. No Big Bang t-shirt tonight?” She questioned picking at the collar of his freshly pressed shirt with a smile. Sara took in the dim lighting and the curved smile along his lips. She wondered how much work went into this. Apart of her ached at the thought of what sweet intentions he had.
“Nah, I figured I would dress up a little bit. I don’t do it often, but you’re worth it, so I dusted it off.” Cisco smiled, shutting the door and walking into the kitchen. He took the chicken alfredo out of the oven and placed it on the stovetop before opening the fridge and peering inside. “I have soda, beer, white wine and red wine. What would you like?” Cisco really hoped this night would go smoothly. He needed a night of relaxation after the week he had.
Cisco backup 