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I loved this one thank you!!!! Merry Christmas!!!❤️

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"You said festive pajamas,"

"I meant like ... Matching flannel jammies."

"Well how was I supposed to know that?"

"I just thought it was a universal Christmas tradition," Cisco was standing in a zip up fleece onesie that had reindeer antlers and a hood with a big light up nose that sat just at the top of Cisco's forehead.

He was staring at Harry, who had proudly come out of their shared bedroom in nothing but a pair of red satin boxers with white fur trim.

"Don't get me wrong - I am not complaining," Cisco said, chuckling a little. "I just didn't dress to the occasion,"

Harry's cheeks were approaching the color of his shorts , a color that only Cisco could bring out in Harry.

Harry jerked a finger toward the bedroom, "I-I mean, I can go put on some flannel,"

"noooo," Cisco moaned

Harry set his mouth in a smirk. "Then let's get you out of that onesie then, because one of us looks ridiculous,"

Cisco laughed "you're right. It's definitely me that looks ridiculous, I'll change."

I’m so sorry to hear about the tinnitus. I know that must be terrible to deal with. 

It means the absolute WORLD TO ME that you identify with that piece and I hope it serves as a bit of strength/comfort for you when you need it. I’m very glad to hear that you’re working on proper self-care. That’s a lesson a lot of us need to learn, myself included. 

Of course, I’ll add him to RB for you. Let me know if there’s anything else I can do. Take care, friend. AND THANK YOU!

catvampcrazines replied to your photoset “Cisco’s locks + Harry’s floof”

oh, lemony fresh! ;D Thank you so much for opening harriscogifs and bringing such awesome, fresh, frequent content. The more we can break out of relying on Harrisco fixes via following linear show canon, the more fluid and self-sustaining the community mindset. You rock. Thanks for the boost!

Thank you so much, yay!

I hope work is easy on you too!! You deserve a relaxing chill day!! 

It’s all DeVoe’s fault too, making them lose sleep. Okay, DeVoe, and their own brains. Both Harry and Cisco were huddled in his lab, working on the damn cerebral inhibitor still trying to figure out how exactly it failed, and how to bypass that for next time. Not to mention, Cisco still hasn’t rested or napped since taking that harsh, forceful hit from DeVoe while he was vibing. So he was a little more punch drunk than usual.

And Harry, when isn’t he on edge and snappy? Every dig from DeVoe really fed into his anger, and not his revenge. Cisco was leaning over Harry’s shoulder, giving a suggestion of what to add where, before he felt his arm give out and his body went crashing into Harry who dropped his tools in an attempt to both Catch Cisco, and try to break both their falls. 

Catching Cisco worked, breaking their falls did not.

His back smacked straight into the hard floor and he groaned as he laid there, Cisco against his chest, in his arms, trying to catch his breath. That’s when it also dawned on him just how long they’d been in this lab and not laying in either Cisco’s bed or the one that Harry used here in the labs. He was about to comment, that maybe at least Cisco should rest his head when he noticed Cisco wasn’t trying to catch his breath he was trying to hold it. His shoulders were shaking and his can feel his sides tensing up while he held him. 

Slowly, Harry sits them both up, one hand sliding to the small of Cisco’s back to keep the contact while he tried to look down at him. Cisco wasn’t crying, which was good, instead he had both hands covering his mouth and his eyes squeezed shut. 

He was laughing.

The sight brought Harry to give a signature half smile, and ask what was so funny but before he could, Cisco finally burst out with his laughter. He rubbed his eyes and laughed so loud it echoed. The sound made Harry smile more, his head a little hazy and he started to join him, the two filling that floor of S.T.A.R. Labs with punch-drunk exhausted laughter. Something it hadn’t heard in years.

Harry had taken to rubbing Cisco’s back from their position on the floor while the two tried to come down from their laughter fit, which dissolved into nonsense giggles.Cisco had been wiping at his eyes to get rid of the tears from delirium while giggling and forcing himself to make a serious face; which only caused more laughter from Harry. 

Harry had turned inward, somewhat shielding Cisco’s back with his shoulder and arm as much as he could, even if it was just the two of them; his hand still rubbing his lower back to keep him calm. He nudged the side of his head and mentioned maybe Cisco should go lay down and take a break; it would benefit him, keep his mind sharp. 

Somehow, that was the funniest thing Harry had ever spoken and Cisco was lost in another fit of laughter. Cisco tried talking, to explain what was so funny, but the only thing that came from it were ridiculous hand gestures, and Cisco’s squeaky, vowels. That, of course, sent Harry into another fit. 

After who knows how long, the two finally caught their breath; though it was difficult seeing as anything could set one off. Finally Cisco had his head against Harry’s chest, the two still on the ground, both of Cisco’s arms loosely wrapped around Harry’s upper arm while he snuggled into it. 

“You think we’ll beat them?” Cisco’s voice was quiet, proving he was just inches from sleep. Harry’s hand gently tracing shapes on Cisco’s thigh, the other still rested on his back. 

@lala-sara​ I read Harry’s expression as…boastful and a - lmao - mental echo of “he hasn’t seen it yet”… which is hysterically still there for me with a shippy context taken away. HARRY. LOL.