Sure, I look great in a tie, buuuut I hate wearing them, and also, don't have to, so, y'know!
[ The truth is he isn't all that sure he does look good in ties - half the time just trying to put one on sends him into spirals of intense imposter syndrome - but he's doing his best to fake confidence. That's his newest thing. Only self-compliments, no self-insults, or at least, as little as he can manage.
He laughs in surprise when Eddie compliments his arms, pausing after he deposits those books to make a big show of flexing. And sure, maybe in the months since he's come to Riverview, and since he's needed to actually scavenge for parts for his work, he's put on a little bit of muscle in his arms. Cisco hadn't really noticed much, himself, but apparently Eddie has. ]
Okay, well, I don't know! I didn't want to assume! Not like I've gone poking around in your room looking for secrets!
[ The mere fact that he hasn't is, itself, a sign of how much Cisco trusts Eddie. He heaves a big sigh, rubbing his hands against the thighs of his jeans before heading downstairs once more. He passes Shadow on the way down, who is winding his way up the stairs, curious about all the commotion.
Once he's in Eddie's room, Cisco opens a drawer to start moving the contents (mostly socks and underwear) and notices, amongst the clothing, a little box that he recognizes. The ring that Eddie had gotten at the center of the maze. Cisco's heart skips when he sees it, and he remembers, inevitably, that vibe he'd had of himself wearing it.
For just one moment, he allows himself a breathless moment of wondering... but then he pushes the thoughts aside. Still, even as he's deliberately not speculating on the future, his stomach is full of butterflies, and there's something different about his smile when he comes up with this next load. ]
We can do a yard sale on the weekend. Get rid of some of the stuff we don't need.
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[ The truth is he isn't all that sure he does look good in ties - half the time just trying to put one on sends him into spirals of intense imposter syndrome - but he's doing his best to fake confidence. That's his newest thing. Only self-compliments, no self-insults, or at least, as little as he can manage.
He laughs in surprise when Eddie compliments his arms, pausing after he deposits those books to make a big show of flexing. And sure, maybe in the months since he's come to Riverview, and since he's needed to actually scavenge for parts for his work, he's put on a little bit of muscle in his arms. Cisco hadn't really noticed much, himself, but apparently Eddie has. ]
Okay, well, I don't know! I didn't want to assume! Not like I've gone poking around in your room looking for secrets!
[ The mere fact that he hasn't is, itself, a sign of how much Cisco trusts Eddie. He heaves a big sigh, rubbing his hands against the thighs of his jeans before heading downstairs once more. He passes Shadow on the way down, who is winding his way up the stairs, curious about all the commotion.
Once he's in Eddie's room, Cisco opens a drawer to start moving the contents (mostly socks and underwear) and notices, amongst the clothing, a little box that he recognizes. The ring that Eddie had gotten at the center of the maze. Cisco's heart skips when he sees it, and he remembers, inevitably, that vibe he'd had of himself wearing it.
For just one moment, he allows himself a breathless moment of wondering... but then he pushes the thoughts aside. Still, even as he's deliberately not speculating on the future, his stomach is full of butterflies, and there's something different about his smile when he comes up with this next load. ]
We can do a yard sale on the weekend. Get rid of some of the stuff we don't need.