[That thought had crossed Eddie's mind, too. That he can't say more than anyone, because he'd shared a bed with Iris for so long, but he also can't deny that part of him feels like that was wasted time, like it was a waste of his effort and his investment and his emotions. It feels wrong to feel that way, but it's not like he can change his gut feeling either, so he just keeps it to himself.

It's easier, when Cisco asks him if he'd enjoyed it even with his nightmares, and he makes a soft hum in his throat.]

Mm-hmm. Even with the nightmares. [A pause, and he exhales softly into Cisco's hair, eyes closed, trying to gather his thoughts.] They don't bother me. Of course it bothers me that you have them, but I get back to sleep afterward, really fast. And I like being able to help you feel safe. I know that sounds bad, but...

[He shrugs a little bit, licks his lips, and keeps stroking Cisco's hair, dragging his fingers through it and exhaling a little.]

I like being able to help you. And you're not the only one who gets nightmares, I do too. You're not alone.

[Eddie strokes Cisco's hair back from his temple, presses a soft kiss there after he does.]

You're warm and huggable too.

[His breath is soft and warm.]