[There's no regret in Eddie's mind about what had happened at Memoria - he isn't upset at the reason his proposal was derailed, just a bit disappointed that it had to be. He doesn't, for a second, regret holding Cisco's while he threw up, doesn't regret holding him while he was terrified by hallucinations or narrating what was happening in the room. It hadn't been bad, just not what he'd planned. All of the failed proposals had been that way, and his upset had only been frustration with his bad luck at none of them going the way he'd wanted them to. At not having been able to give Cisco the perfect proposal.

Lifting a hand, he keeps touching Cisco's face, tracing the lines of it, the planes and curves, reveling in the softness of his lips and hair, the warmth of him.]

Of course I wasn't going to give up. You're worth waiting for.

[His voice is soft, and he holds Cisco's gaze.]

I just felt bad, you know? You deserve a perfect, picturesque, romantic proposal. Something really...perfect. Something you can brag about, that makes you feel wanted and special, because you are. You really, really are...

[And then Cisco is talking about the ring, how it's not a cheat, tells Eddie that when he'd first touched it he'd vibed, seen them in the future and the ring was on his finger, that he'd hoped but couldn't trust it, thought it was a mistake...

Leaning in, Eddie kisses him again, his mouth and then his cheeks, where the tears are sliding down warm skin. Shaking his head, he smiles, eyes bright.]

Your vibes are always true, babe. But...you know, I didn't need a vibe to know what this ring was for. It was always for you.

[Leaning in, he presses his forehead against Cisco's and then laughs softly, hiccupping halfway through as his breath hitches with some emotion too good for words, eyes falling shut.]

Of course you can tell everyone. You can tell whoever you want. Babe, I want the whole world to know.