Harrison blinked blankly down at his notes. He frowned softly and shook his head, he knew they literally said nothing but nonsense. He swallowed thickly as his gaze kept drifting over to the computer. Endless pages on gay civil rights lay hidden in a minimized window. All the words in them felt like a lie, like a trap. Anxiety crawled under his skin every time he even thought about being open about this. He just did not feel safe with the idea of others seeing them together. What would Jesse think and say? He had only just gotten her back. He could not lose her her again. She had to come before any other aspect of his life.
A soft cry of agitation escaped him as he angrily threw his pen down at his useless notes. Tears of frustration, confusions, and a sense of being lost pooled in his eyes. He hid his face in his hands, long fingers gripping his hair tightly as his elbows rested on the desk. His throat felt tight as he trapped the sob trying to escape. His emotions were all jumbled and knotted up inside, an ingrained sense of terror almost overriding the sense of love in his soul.
A helpless snarl of hopelessness escaped his throat. His arm moved to angrily swipe the objects off the desk but was suddenly halted by the sight of his coffee cup being offered to him. His arm dropped to the surface again and the mug was placed in front of him. He slowly looked up with a dumbfounded expression to see Cisco smiling sadly down at him. His tears of pent up anguish finally slipped down his cheeks but the younger man quickly leaned down and hugged him, kissing away the tears.
"I brought you some coffee, Harry. Thought you might be thirsty." The comment was whispered against his throat as the younger man pressed his nose under Harry's jaw. He was hugged a bit tighter before the younger scientist pulled away to plop down into his own chair. He watched Cisco chew on a Twizzler while pulling out a notebook and sliding it towards him, "I had some ideas for improvements while fixing up some of the equipment I made for the CCPD. Want to help me make up some blueprints?" Harry sniffled slightly but shakily snatched up the notebook as he took a drink of coffee to settle his nerves.
"Sure, Ramon." He finally replied, glad the kid let what just happened go. He relaxed as they settled into their usual routine. He playfully scoffed but made it sound real with a bit of effort, "No wonder you require my help. These are a mess!"
"What!? Shut up, they're awesome! I'll show you!" The young scientist snatched back the book, laying it on the desk between them. Harry smiled as Cisco animatedly began to explain his ideas in great detail.