Cisco is comfortably curled against Eddie, nuzzling against his neck, arm looped around his boyfriend's waist. He's not sure how he's still cold, it's annoying really, but Eddie's rubbing his back and his hands are warm and God, he could just sink into that feeling forever, warm and comfortable and safe. Eddie kind of had that feeling about him, all the time, and Cisco always soaked up as much of it as he could any time they're together.

"This is a fair and true point, but--" He shudders a little and tries, impossibly, to press closer to Eddie. "it's like once I'm cold, it's impossible to get comfortable again. Or at least, it takes longer than I want it to? I'm impatient. Maybe that's the problem," He grins, a true signal that it's not a self-deprecating statement, but an actual joke-- even if he really can be impatient sometimes. It's hardly one of his worst qualities, honestly.