[ Cisco can't seem to stop grinning against Eddie's mouth even as he kisses him. When Eddie puts him on picnic dessert duty, Cisco immediately quips: ]
So dump a bunch of marshmallow candy in a bag, right?
[ He laughs, then, because he knows that Eddie isn't big on marshmallow candies, and he likes that he knows Eddie's likes and dislikes well enough to make that kind of a joke. Cisco steals one last quick kiss before he is spinning away, a flurry of happy movement and flying hair as he makes the preparations. He gathers a blanket, a giant canvas bag, and by the time Eddie gets to the kitchen to start work on the sandwiches Cisco joins him, digging around in the cupboards for some cookies that he knows he has stashed away.
It's so clear, just from the way that Cisco is moving, that bouncy and almost manic energy, just how happy he is. When Cisco is sad, or frightened, or defeated, he doesn't pace, or rage, or make a lot of movements or noise. Instead, he just goes still. So for Cisco, this kind of almost frenetic preparation is just an outpouring of his happiness.
He locates the cookies and tosses them into the canvas bag, grabs a bottle of wine from by the fridge and puts that in, too. They are celebrating, after all. ]
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So dump a bunch of marshmallow candy in a bag, right?
[ He laughs, then, because he knows that Eddie isn't big on marshmallow candies, and he likes that he knows Eddie's likes and dislikes well enough to make that kind of a joke. Cisco steals one last quick kiss before he is spinning away, a flurry of happy movement and flying hair as he makes the preparations. He gathers a blanket, a giant canvas bag, and by the time Eddie gets to the kitchen to start work on the sandwiches Cisco joins him, digging around in the cupboards for some cookies that he knows he has stashed away.
It's so clear, just from the way that Cisco is moving, that bouncy and almost manic energy, just how happy he is. When Cisco is sad, or frightened, or defeated, he doesn't pace, or rage, or make a lot of movements or noise. Instead, he just goes still. So for Cisco, this kind of almost frenetic preparation is just an outpouring of his happiness.
He locates the cookies and tosses them into the canvas bag, grabs a bottle of wine from by the fridge and puts that in, too. They are celebrating, after all. ]