[ But maybe, one of these days, he could - as a surprise - write up such a list and leave it somewhere in the apartment for Eddie to find, while he's alone. That would be okay, wouldn't it? It would be a way to remind Eddie of how wonderful he is, but without him being in public or feeling watched as he reacts in whatever way he reacts.
Yeah, definitely going to do that one of these days. ]
Mmmm, probably butterscotch ribbon, because you're so old.
[ He can barely get the words out, already giggling before he's even finished the joke. The gap between them in age is really not that big, but he still likes to tease Eddie about it now and then, just a little. He covers his mouth with his hands as he laughs, but once he's gotten his composure back a bit, he amends: ]
Okay, okay, naw. I'mma say black walnut. Because not enough people appreciate you, and there's a lot more to you than meets the eye. Like, maybe you haven't got fudge ribbons or chocolate chips or flashy sprinkles, but you're a whole lot more sophisticated and complex and yummy than mint or orange or chocolate or whatever. Like if somebody ate rocky road every day they'd get sick of it, because it's so over the top. But you never get sick of black walnut, no matter how many times you have it.
[ A tiny furrow forming between his brows, Cisco says: ]
Damn now I want ice cream. I totally played myself, there.
[ He can hear himself, joking just a bit too much, talking just a bit too much, always in the back of his mind his certainty that when the time comes and he gets out the ring he's going to babble something stupid about ice cream and oh god he really should've memorized a speech in advance... ]
Yeah, I'm never gonna top that, honestly.
[ Cisco sits up again, pushing his hair back and settling in close to Eddie, pulling a few of the containers of food closer so they can begin to eat. As they do, heart beating a little too fast, Cisco says: ]
I mean looking back, how fucking obvious was it that I was completely into you? I got you a kitten. For your birthday. So not subtle.
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[ But maybe, one of these days, he could - as a surprise - write up such a list and leave it somewhere in the apartment for Eddie to find, while he's alone. That would be okay, wouldn't it? It would be a way to remind Eddie of how wonderful he is, but without him being in public or feeling watched as he reacts in whatever way he reacts.
Yeah, definitely going to do that one of these days. ]
Mmmm, probably butterscotch ribbon, because you're so old.
[ He can barely get the words out, already giggling before he's even finished the joke. The gap between them in age is really not that big, but he still likes to tease Eddie about it now and then, just a little. He covers his mouth with his hands as he laughs, but once he's gotten his composure back a bit, he amends: ]
Okay, okay, naw. I'mma say black walnut. Because not enough people appreciate you, and there's a lot more to you than meets the eye. Like, maybe you haven't got fudge ribbons or chocolate chips or flashy sprinkles, but you're a whole lot more sophisticated and complex and yummy than mint or orange or chocolate or whatever. Like if somebody ate rocky road every day they'd get sick of it, because it's so over the top. But you never get sick of black walnut, no matter how many times you have it.
[ A tiny furrow forming between his brows, Cisco says: ]
Damn now I want ice cream. I totally played myself, there.
[ He can hear himself, joking just a bit too much, talking just a bit too much, always in the back of his mind his certainty that when the time comes and he gets out the ring he's going to babble something stupid about ice cream and oh god he really should've memorized a speech in advance... ]
Yeah, I'm never gonna top that, honestly.
[ Cisco sits up again, pushing his hair back and settling in close to Eddie, pulling a few of the containers of food closer so they can begin to eat. As they do, heart beating a little too fast, Cisco says: ]
I mean looking back, how fucking obvious was it that I was completely into you? I got you a kitten. For your birthday. So not subtle.