[There's something safe and secure about the way Cisco leans in, holds him, arms wrapped around his shoulders and hands pressed against his chest and belly. Closing his eyes, Eddie lets himself be quiet and just feel for a few moments, to just let himself ride through the pain and anguish and get them out of his system. It helps, that Cisco is here and holding him and making him feel safe and secure and like he's not going to be judged for feeling what he's feeling, especially when Cisco assures him they'll catch the guy, but that they won't do it tonight and it's okay to not be okay.
Part of him feels selfish for it, like he shouldn't be concerned about his own feelings when those children had endured so much worse, like his hurt shouldn't count. But Cisco is here, holding him, telling him it's okay to feel the way he does. To feel helpless and hurt and angry about those babies who'd suffered so much for no reason. So he lets himself feel it, lets himself choke a little on his sobs and lean against Cisco while his boyfriend kisses his neck and jaw, while he sighs warmly against Eddie's skin and keeps him safe, wrapped up in the warmth of him.
For a few moments, he just lets himself cry a bit, eyes closed against the images in his mind.]
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Part of him feels selfish for it, like he shouldn't be concerned about his own feelings when those children had endured so much worse, like his hurt shouldn't count. But Cisco is here, holding him, telling him it's okay to feel the way he does. To feel helpless and hurt and angry about those babies who'd suffered so much for no reason. So he lets himself feel it, lets himself choke a little on his sobs and lean against Cisco while his boyfriend kisses his neck and jaw, while he sighs warmly against Eddie's skin and keeps him safe, wrapped up in the warmth of him.
For a few moments, he just lets himself cry a bit, eyes closed against the images in his mind.]