[There's a spike of guilt when Cisco flinches away from his touch at first, but then Cisco tilts his head and leans his cheek against Eddie's hand. Gently, Eddie keeps touching, fingertips stroking Cisco's jawline, brushing away a tear as it slides down Cisco's cheek. In this moment, Eddie feels almost overwhelmed with it, with how good Cisco is, how much affection he feels for him, how much he wants him to be happy and safe and feel protected.
When Cisco asks if he can keep the shield up for a little while, Eddie is so suffused with affection and desire to protect him that he feels like he could hold the shield forever. Leaning in, he presses a soft kiss against Cisco's forehead before speaking, his voice soft and quiet.]
Of course it's okay. I'll keep it up for as long as I can, if it's helping you feel better.
[Eddie lifts his other hand, cupping Cisco's jaw between them, then brushing fingertips down the sides of his neck to his shoulders, dragging gently over his skin and clothing, feeling the warm, reassuring heat of him, thinking idly of how much he wants Cisco to stay this way. Warm and solid and perfect.]
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When Cisco asks if he can keep the shield up for a little while, Eddie is so suffused with affection and desire to protect him that he feels like he could hold the shield forever. Leaning in, he presses a soft kiss against Cisco's forehead before speaking, his voice soft and quiet.]
Of course it's okay. I'll keep it up for as long as I can, if it's helping you feel better.
[Eddie lifts his other hand, cupping Cisco's jaw between them, then brushing fingertips down the sides of his neck to his shoulders, dragging gently over his skin and clothing, feeling the warm, reassuring heat of him, thinking idly of how much he wants Cisco to stay this way. Warm and solid and perfect.]
I just want to help.