"That's something though. I'm sorry, Cisquito." There's really no use to pointing out that things might have never been fixed between them, because ultimately? That hardly matters. He kisses Cisco's hair, tightening his arms around him. There's been a timeline where they never were anything but enemies. That same timeline that has Barry, who he's come to think of as a close friend, still eye him with cautious wariness. Things can change so easily. "I'm sorry it happened."
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Date: 2016-12-28 05:10 am (UTC)