[It isn't like Eddie had exactly predicted a negative response to asking if Cisco wanted to share a room - he'd had the suspicion that Cisco would be okay with it, probably even excited. But it had still been a bit of going out on a limb, and Eddie's pretty sure that's never not going to make him nervous. He might be good at reading people, but he's not clairvoyant or anything, so it isn't as if he'd known, when he asked, that Cisco would say yes.
But it's a huge, huge relief that he did.
So Eddie's feeling almost weightless as he walks in from the carpark, heads up the stairs to the apartment and lets himself inside. Toeing off his shoes, he heads up the stairs right away after dropping off his leather work messenger bag, and peeks his head into the bedroom, still wearing his suit, loosening his tie. Cisco is there, bent over some boxes, his hair tied up with little tendrils hanging around his face and neck in that way Eddie loves.]
Oh wow, you really made a dent in here already, huh?
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But it's a huge, huge relief that he did.
So Eddie's feeling almost weightless as he walks in from the carpark, heads up the stairs to the apartment and lets himself inside. Toeing off his shoes, he heads up the stairs right away after dropping off his leather work messenger bag, and peeks his head into the bedroom, still wearing his suit, loosening his tie. Cisco is there, bent over some boxes, his hair tied up with little tendrils hanging around his face and neck in that way Eddie loves.]
Oh wow, you really made a dent in here already, huh?