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[goodviberations]

Who: Cisco and Mick
What: Pushy grateful nerd finding a place for them to crash
When: Following Mick's rescue of Cisco
Where: Their soon-to-be apartment

Mick is likely going to regret saving Cisco's life. He has a habit of taking in strays, and while Mick is technically part of a team, he still has a distinctly "other" air to him. And because they're trapped in this weird situation together, Cisco is determined to make the most of it.

Which is why he drags the man to about seventeen different apartment showings. None of them are the home he was yanked from, but apparently number eighteen is the lucky one. He falls in love the moment the door opens, and he's willing to bet that the fireplace will seal the deal for Mick as well. It's fortunate too, since there are only so many free apartments on the floor that he's calling the Lair of the Legends. He's totally planning on making a sign. 

"Yeah, this is it."

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[goodviberations]

Cisco isn't surprised to hear that. He knows Mick and Snart had known each other since they were young, and since neither Snart nor Lisa seemed like the homecooking type, it only makes sense that Mick would have been their caretaker. The role suits him, in an odd sort of way.

He looks mildly offended as he hops down. He was comfortable. "Well excuse me, your highness," he snorts.

[bringstheheat]

"Mhm. You tell me you wouldn't cop an attitude if I went and put my feet up wherever you put your computer stuff?" Tell him he's wrong Cisco.

A poke at the refrigerator. Yeah. He can work with this. Make enough food to keep people full.

.. when he's not poaching stuff from Queen down the hall anyway.

[goodviberations]

"Fair point," he concedes. "But I can't clean my computer the way you can clean the counter." The point has been made, though. No more sitting on the counters.

"We need to get this place decorated stat. The bare walls are just depressing."

[bringstheheat]

"We don't eat off your tech either," he counters.

A shrug at the decision to decorate. "Whatever. Don't much care. I think there's a workout room at the end of the hall anyway." So he doesn't have to bring in weights or a heavy bag.

[goodviberations]

That's a dangerous thing to say, Mick Rory. Giving Cisco free reign is never a good idea.

"No argument from me," he says, pleased. "I'll take care of the decor."

[bringstheheat]

Well he's apparently stuck with the guy - so he can let him do whatever he wants with the decor. Mick's room on the Waverider consisted of a comfy recliner, heavy bag, weights and the Stanley Cup in the corner.

So whatever makes him happy, he guesses.


Christ.
Sara is going to give him NO end of shit about this.

"That's fine with me. Don't much care either way."

[goodviberations]

Even with that said, Cisco knows he's going to at least consider Mick in his decor choices. A splash of red here, some orange there. Just hints of the colors he knows the man likes.

But that doesn't mean there's any shortage of his own influence. Translation: nerd stuff. Movie posters and tv box sets and four different types of consoles connected to the television. He's got an original Atari courtesy of the broken timeline.