It's not an obsession, okay? I can stop whenever I want.
[ The effectiveness of that protest is somewhat lessened by the fact that, as he is saying it, Cisco is pulling pair after pair of sneakers from the closet, piling them against his chest until they are pressed right up under his chin. He heads out the door, depositing the armful of shoes in that hall closet and settling them all down. He can arrange them to best effect later. For now, they were out of the way - and there were still plenty more to move.
Cisco returns just in time to hear Eddie's comment, and obviously, he can't resist a quick: ]
That's what he said.
[ Get it? Never a bad time for a dick joke. Never. Cisco sees that Eddie's wearing his shirt, and it sends a little flicker of happiness through him. It takes a little effort, not to just go over and start kissing him again, but Cisco is good and refrains. Instead, he asks: ]
I'm gonna start bringing your stuff up, then. I figure, we just pile as much as we can on the bed, and then once it's all up here, then we can do the sorting through it and organizing and whatever.
[ Sorting and organizing is really more Eddie's specialty than his own. Cisco's not a messy person - he didn't leave trash around, didn't let his living space get unsanitary or unpleasant. He's just more naturally inclined towards clutter, and some degree of chaos. ]
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[ The effectiveness of that protest is somewhat lessened by the fact that, as he is saying it, Cisco is pulling pair after pair of sneakers from the closet, piling them against his chest until they are pressed right up under his chin. He heads out the door, depositing the armful of shoes in that hall closet and settling them all down. He can arrange them to best effect later. For now, they were out of the way - and there were still plenty more to move.
Cisco returns just in time to hear Eddie's comment, and obviously, he can't resist a quick: ]
That's what he said.
[ Get it? Never a bad time for a dick joke. Never. Cisco sees that Eddie's wearing his shirt, and it sends a little flicker of happiness through him. It takes a little effort, not to just go over and start kissing him again, but Cisco is good and refrains. Instead, he asks: ]
I'm gonna start bringing your stuff up, then. I figure, we just pile as much as we can on the bed, and then once it's all up here, then we can do the sorting through it and organizing and whatever.
[ Sorting and organizing is really more Eddie's specialty than his own. Cisco's not a messy person - he didn't leave trash around, didn't let his living space get unsanitary or unpleasant. He's just more naturally inclined towards clutter, and some degree of chaos. ]