Then why are you in a cage?

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Hartley took the headphones off and closed his eyes, quickly putting one of the earpieces in. He needed to focus to make sure it did its thing and was on the right setting, biting down on his lower lip, because of course he hurt. He repeated the process on the other side, finally cursing under his breath and covering his ears with his hands while he lowered his head. It was just never much fun, but the worst of it all was really the bad memories it brought up.

"I can hear you now."

[viber]

"Are you okay?"

Cisco came to him and touched his shoulder, checking his ears to make sure they were okay before he pulled Hartley onto a quick kiss, just to assure him. "Hey, it's pretty cool you could make those and they seem to be working. Which means you have no excuse to avoid movie night with me!"

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"It's not so bad, I'm just always scared it will get worse."

The way Cisco had actually experienced when he'd vibed Hartley's injury, not that long ago, although neither of them really thought about that now. It seemed long ago, that time in the cage. Hartley leaned back against Cisco and closed his eyes. This was a strange thing to allow himself, this kind of comfort, because it felt like something that would backfire.

"What movie are we watching?"

[viber]

"Then we'll keep on top of it together. We're the two smartest guys in the world and there's nothing we can't achieve. Even keeping your ears from going to hell." He never suggested fixing them because he knew Hartley had been deaf from birth apparently so that wasn't a fixing issue but he definitely needed something to keep the constant pain away.

"Erm, I don't know, want to watch Avengers? It's my go-to chill out movie."