[For a moment, Eddie feels an intense surge of guilt at the fact that Cisco paused his game to turn and look at him with that concerned expression. It's even worse when Cisco asks if something is wrong, like it was written all over Eddie's face that something wasn't quite right in his head. Immediately, Eddie looks sheepish, tilting his head and rubbing at the nape of his neck, shrugging a little, he licks his lips nervously.
He's about to brush it off when Cisco's hand lands on his knee, his thumb rubbing against the fabric of Eddie's sweats, and he exhales all in a rush. It's endearing, painfully so, and Eddie bites his lip one more time, then shakes his head.]
No. Not wrong, really. I'm just sleepy and I really want to be around you.
[A shrug, and he avoids eye contact for a moment.]
I keep thinking about all the times we've slept together, like, in the same bed, and how it felt, and really wanting to do that again. I don't really have any excuse, though, and I know the games chill you out, so I didn't want to interrupt but...
[Another shrug, and he can't really say anything else, because what can he say?]
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He's about to brush it off when Cisco's hand lands on his knee, his thumb rubbing against the fabric of Eddie's sweats, and he exhales all in a rush. It's endearing, painfully so, and Eddie bites his lip one more time, then shakes his head.]
No. Not wrong, really. I'm just sleepy and I really want to be around you.
[A shrug, and he avoids eye contact for a moment.]
I keep thinking about all the times we've slept together, like, in the same bed, and how it felt, and really wanting to do that again. I don't really have any excuse, though, and I know the games chill you out, so I didn't want to interrupt but...
[Another shrug, and he can't really say anything else, because what can he say?]