{We march like fools in this parade of chaos

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PSL with mostlyajerk & trickedya

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[trickedya]

Hey I just met you
and this is crazy
I just got your number
I'll text you daily ;)

[thisismadfreaky]

[He has no idea who he just spent the last couple hours texting. And quite honestly at this point, he's not sure why he didn't just stop talking to them. He wishes he had, that he wasn't so impulsive that he just couldn't leave it all alone. Now, he's actually a little genuinely freaked out by the whole thing. And they were trying to bring Hartley into their dumb little games now too? He was decidedly Not Okay.]

Hey.
Um... so I'm kinda freaking out right now.

It's kinda stupid, but...I got these texts from some blocked number. I thought it was just somebody dicking around, texting random numbers for kicks or whatever but...
It kinda devolved from dumb trolling to something way more targeted and I think they might know you.

to Axel

[mostlyajerk]

I'll only say this nicely once: Stop it and leave him alone, you don't want to fight me.

[trickedya]

[It's about two am when Cisco will feel a hand gently shaking his shoulder while he lay in bed, first gentle then a little more stubborn when there wasn't an immediate reaction. A strange thing to happen to someone who was alone when they fell asleep.]

Hey. Hey!

[At least Axel is whispering to keep the noise down. That's... something?]

Is this seriously all the peanut butter you have? [Yes, there he is, in all his Trickster get up, standing in Cisco's bedroom in the middle of the night, holding out an empty jar of peanut butter with a faint pout. He wants to make a sandwich but that's never going to happen with so little peanut butter left.] No more stashed anywhere else?

texts » Hartley

[thisismadfreaky]

[Sometime the next morning after Axel's first B&E into Cisco's apartment.]

Babe.
Idk what kind of talk you had with him or whatever but it didn't work.
He broke into my apartment last night.

[mostlyajerk]

[The only reason there are no more texts is that because Hartley is busy testing his ninja skills instead and making his way into Cisco's apartment as unheard and unseen as he can. Once he's inside, wearing his gloves, hood on, full on Pied Piper mode, he doesn't feel like being subtle any more.

Instead he shouts, loudly:]

Axel! What the hell do you think you're doing?

From a brand new phone

[trickedya]

Wanna come grab some sushi?

text; while Cisco is having sushi with Axel

[mostlyajerk]

Where are you?

text after he notices cisco looking at his phone a lot

[trickedya]

I'm having lunch with your boooooooyfriend.
Neh Neh :P

He likes meeee.

brb crying forever :<

[thisismadfreaky]

Today has been a bit of a clusterfuck and Cisco is hoping to explain some of it to Hartley when he comes over tonight. He fully expects a fight, he's prepared for that much, but he thinks once he explains everything, fills Hartley into his perspective on it, he'd understand. Maybe still be mad about it, but he'd understand.

Or at least, Cisco hopes so.

The knock on the door isn't a surprise when it comes and he meanders over to the door to open it. "Hey, you." he says before the door is even completely open.

[trickedya]

"Dude, it's been two days. Why are you ignoring me?"

Ever since he had sushi with Cisco, it was pretty much like both of them had gone all silent treatment on his ass.. He tried to be respectful and give them space, he really did. Two whole days. And nothing. Hartley ignored him, Cisco ignored him and he decided to just break into Cisco's place and ask him what the hell was up?

And grab a quick shower while he wasn't there because, you know, it was there and all. Hey, he tided up, no towel on the floor. Total good boy. "You and Hartley, both blanking me. Dick move. I thought something was wrong!"

[trickedya]

I'm sorry.

I'm a bad friend.

texts » Hartley

[thisismadfreaky]

Hey
Hey, how's it
Hey, how are
Hi
I know I probably shouldn't even be talking to you but I

[Off and on all day, Cisco has started to text Hartley and backed out of it. Eventually, he just stopped considering it at all and focused on work. Because that was easier than everything else going on in his life right now.

It isn't until later, when he's at home, alone, that he considers it again.]

We can still be friends, right?
Are we still
Can I talk to y

[For all that he used to send dumb, idle texts and passing thoughts to him, texting Hartley now just feels like an insurmountable task. He huffs and flops on the couch, staring at the blank text screen on his phone. Just sitting there. Taunting him. Blinking at him, waiting for him to type something. Anything at all.]

Hey.

[trickedya]

This was bad. It was definitely bad of him. Bad and creepy, he got that. He knew that. He didn't want to do this but he was so damn weak. He was alone and he was hurting, he just wanted to be with someone and that someone couldn't be Hartley any more. And he should just back the fuck out of both their lives but he couldn't do that, he couldn't seem to be the better person he wanted to be, and that was why he ended up in Cisco's bedroom.

He wanted to wake him up and just talk but Cisco was sleeping so peacefully and he didn't feel like ruining it. Axel debated what to do before he gave in to his stupid, pathetic impulses and took off his shoes and jacket, leaving them by the window before he lay down on the bed. Not under the covers, not with him, just near the edge, lying facing him.

Axel didn't sleep much, too many thoughts, too much energy, he could never seem to wind down but he found his own way of relaxing and resting just by watching the way Cisco breathed in and out. He used to do it with Hartley. He knew it was wrong and he hated himself but he needed this. He needed to rest.

to Axel

[mostlyajerk]

I hear so much about you recently.

[mostlyajerk]

"You brought coffee." Hartley mutters that before he even opens his eyes, reaching out to grab Cisco by the arm - his hearing is good enough that he can estimate where he is. He smiles, eyes blinking open but unfocused,from sleep and since he's not currently wearing his glasses, looking up at the vaguely Cisco-like shape. He can smell the coffee and it smells delicious. "I love you. Will you marry me?"

He has very strong feelings for coffee.

[trickedya]

Well. This was an awkward 'second date' for them, no lying there. Not nearly 24 hours since they were last together, Axel Walker was in STAR labs, handcuffed and sitting on a spinny chair, a good chunk of Central was in chaos from his little pranks, one candy store was robbed and there were three more bombs planted somewhere in Central. And they needed to know where.

Axel didn't seem to fussed over sharing, explaining his plans or anything like that. He was mostly trying to get the jaw breaker from his inside pocket. Stupid cuffs. He only seemed to focus when Cisco turned up, offering him a big, beaming grin and rolling his chair a little closer. He was dressed in his Trickster clothes, mask and all, looking entirely unburdened with guilt. "Hello, handsome." At least he wasn't boring? "Your friends are getting kinky with me... I kind of dig it."

texts » Hartley

[thisismadfreaky]

[Somewhere between his game of 20 Questions with Axel and the Trickster being dragged off to one of the cells downstairs, Cisco texts Hartley.]

» Have you seen the news?

[thisismadfreaky]

After Axel was dragged away and he had the confirmation of both, the bombs all being disarmed and the fact that he was not needed at the lab any more, Cisco sets out to head home. First, though, a stop at the liquor store because f u c k this day, quite honestly. This is what he gets for getting some level of attached to a criminal, obviously.

At the last minute, he makes an executive decision and instead of his own apartment complex, he finds himself parking in front of Hartley's. He shoves his keys in his pocket and brings the tequila with him. If he's drinking, he'd rather not be alone. ...He'd rather not be alone in general, actually. He knocks on the door and waits for Hartley to answer.

text to Axel

[mostlyajerk]

Are you out of prison yet?

Let me know. Off the record.

The Morning After: Hungover cuddle pile edition

[thisismadfreaky]

Cisco is rather inherently bad at mornings. He's a late riser if he has any choice in the matter whatsoever, he resists the pull of the evil bright thing in the sky no matter how late he sleeps, and he's a slow to start once he does wake up. Add in all that tequila later and, well, a hungover Cisco is even worse at mornings.

He tries to hide the light from the window by burrowing deeper under the blankets, curling against the body next to him, but after more minutes than he cares to count lying there, willing sleep to sink him back under, he has to eventually admit defeat. And he does. With a pout-sounding whine as he peeks out from under the blankets and blinks blearily at the world. He scrubs a hand down his face and realizes he's definitely not alone in the bed-- or even alone in bed with Hartley.

Axel.

Axel is on the other side of Hartley and Cisco is trying to remember why. He squints in his direction, but doesn't actually say words. He hasn't gotten that far in the waking up process yet.