For a bit, he doesn't say anything, doesn't move, just stays buried and curled against his boyfriend, a broken, sobbing mess. Eventually, the sobs subside, though, and he lifts his head enough to press his ear against Hartley's chest, just above his heart, focusing on the soft, steady beat of it and letting it calm him down. This was something he did a lot when he got like this, if he could just focus on the rhythm of Hartley's heartbeat, he could usually avoid putting himself into hysterics.
When he makes that point, Cisco looks up at him, carefully considering it before he latched onto the hope and tried to run with it. "You're right..." He taps a finger against Hartley's chest a couple of times. "You're right, I should be able to--" Running. Running with the tiny glimmer of hope because it's better than the despair, he twists a little out of Hartley's grip, though he doesn't go very far which probably speaks more to how careful he's forcing himself to be with this currently very fragile thing in his hands. "why didn't I think of it earlier when he was here? I'll call him. Paco- he can help me figure it out."
He's circled back to the rapid-fire speech again, amped by the sudden burst of optimism burning its way through him, "Fuck, he probably already knows how. He said Zoom dicked around in timelines all the time, I bet-- I bet he made him check for anomalies or whatever before he did anything too huge."
Finally, he spins back toward Hartley, something just a little brighter about him in that moment, even if it will probably be short-lived. "You're amazing," he frames Hartley's face with both hands and presses a soft kiss to his lips. "where would I be without you?" He mumbles softly, hands moving down to smooth across his chest.
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Date: 2017-02-10 02:57 am (UTC)When he makes that point, Cisco looks up at him, carefully considering it before he latched onto the hope and tried to run with it. "You're right..." He taps a finger against Hartley's chest a couple of times. "You're right, I should be able to--" Running. Running with the tiny glimmer of hope because it's better than the despair, he twists a little out of Hartley's grip, though he doesn't go very far which probably speaks more to how careful he's forcing himself to be with this currently very fragile thing in his hands. "why didn't I think of it earlier when he was here? I'll call him. Paco- he can help me figure it out."
He's circled back to the rapid-fire speech again, amped by the sudden burst of optimism burning its way through him, "Fuck, he probably already knows how. He said Zoom dicked around in timelines all the time, I bet-- I bet he made him check for anomalies or whatever before he did anything too huge."
Finally, he spins back toward Hartley, something just a little brighter about him in that moment, even if it will probably be short-lived. "You're amazing," he frames Hartley's face with both hands and presses a soft kiss to his lips. "where would I be without you?" He mumbles softly, hands moving down to smooth across his chest.