"Or if you get promoted, Cisquito. No need to be so negative." Hartley smiled a little, holding Cisco close and slowly starting to play with his hair again. He wanted to be with him. He suddenly really wanted to and he hated himself for being sensible. "It's ridiculous, you know? I didn't even know you could ever want me like this and now it already hurt as if we're breaking up."

It was just testament to how lonely he felt in so many ways, he supposed. "I'm sorry. I'd love to give us a shot."