"...you're too cute. That's how you get away with shit." Hartley leaned in and kissed Cisco's cheek, smiling against it now. So much had changed, but so much had also improved. He no longer felt the crushing loneliness inside him. Not as bitter, not broken. No wonder he smiled so much, when he was lucky enough to be with someone who loved his smile more than anything. And his eyes, for that matter. "In case you're wondering, it's your lips, your eyes, your hair and your body. All of it. Your skin too. I can't even rank it."

He might be a bit too into him. Luckily he had a sketch to focus on. "Oh, that looks nice. You do have an eye for this. I still need to figure out how exactly to do this. Can't run like Barry can."