Cisco backup

saralancecanaray:

“Why is that? I mean why do you hide in here?” She looked back at him, flicking her hair over her shoulder. “I don’t know the last time I had spaghetti. Nanda Parbat didn’t have much variety and being dead cut into that delicate eating time.”

Cisco glanced away for a brief second. “I guess because I don’t really have much motivation to leave the lab. My friends are here, all my tools are here, there’s even places to crash.” He let go of Sara’s hand as they made it to the kitchen, and he started rummaging through the cupboards. “Spaghetti it is!”

saralancecanaray:

“That’s what I thought,” she smiled squeezing his hands back. “I think I can do without the outside world. It’s better than the clocktower.” Sara shrugged pulling him along towards one the door.

“I usually opt to stay inside too.” Cisco smiled, following Sara. “So, dinner? What tickles your fancy? Spaghetti? Salad? Some sort of Red meat?”

saralancecanaray:

“Now was it a spider or a shadow? You owe me a peaceful dinner, Cisco.”

“Could’ve been either, really.” He smiled, reaching down and grabbing her hand. “I know. You wanna just say in? We have a kitchen and stuff. I’ll make anything you want.”

themanbeneaththehood:

“I mean, you guys have brains too. It’s just that I literally have no upper arm strength, and I’m always behind the computer while you guys are out saving the day.” Cisco rambled, afraid he had offended the already very intimidating Oliver.

saralancecanaray:

“Shush.”

Cisco’s eyes widened before they closed gingerly, kissing Sara back softly.

When they eventually parted, he licked his lips and smiled.

themanbeneaththehood:

“Too late. You need to toughen up, Cisco.”

“Toughen up? Heh.” Cisco laughed nervously. “I save the tough stuff for you guys. I’m the brains, you guys are the brawn. Well, yeah.”

holyxsmoak:

“Oliver, doesn’t want to see me.”

“Then he doesn’t have to! You can come down to the pipeline with me to bring dinner to the metas if you’d like.”

holyxsmoak:

“Oliver’s here? I should go. I’m glad your spider issue is fixed.”

“No, don’t leave! Please don’t leave. You only just got here!”

themanbeneaththehood:

Watching at the boy shrieked in fear, Oliver pushed away from the steel table. His expression cold as he rolled up on of the legal pads on in front of Cisco and swatted at the black spec.

Cisco sighed as Oliver smashed the seemingly small spider. “Oliver! I didn’t want to kill it. It probably has a family or something and you just killed it.”

holyxsmoak:

“don’t worry, I’ll kill it for you.”

“See, killing is not what I wanted. I wanted to let it be free. Wait – Oliver just killed it.”