Cisco can feel his cheeks burn hot at the series of compliments Eddie drops on him. He's definitely not used to that kind of thing. But he doesn't hate it, it's kind of nice. "Thanks," he says, a little awkwardly, tucking his hair behind his ear. "I just don't really see myself that..." He trails off when Eddie pulls away and he starts to say something, but stops himself short.

His heart thuds too quickly in his chest, hard and he can hear it in his own ears. He has no idea what the end of that sentence would have been, but Cisco's mind helpfully supplies a lot of possibilities. He reaches for Eddie's hand before he pulls it completely out of his reach. "Wait...what is it? Wondering if...what?" He threads his fingers through Eddie's. "You can talk to me, Eddie. About anything." And he meant it. He didn't want secrets between them.