Cisco isn't expecting it, so when Matt begins to sing he inhales a little gasp of surprise (and though most people probably wouldn't have heard it over the ambient noise the in bar, Cisco has a feeling Matt probably does). The timber of Matt's voice is rumbling and resonant just as Cisco had predicted, though Matt is mostly speaking in a more singsong way than actually singing. Still it's not an unpleasant sound, and while Cisco doesn't remember the lyrics of the song in English, the fact that Matt's reciting it to him, here in a bar, makes Cisco's heart skip a few beats.
His pulse only flutters more when Matt twines their fingers, and he almost wishes they weren't here for trivia, because he doesn't want to have to stop talking to Matt, to share him with Matt's friends. "Do they make more books in braille now days?" he asks, his eyes falling to where they're fingers are tangled, easy and comfortable.
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Date: 2016-08-16 07:35 pm (UTC)His pulse only flutters more when Matt twines their fingers, and he almost wishes they weren't here for trivia, because he doesn't want to have to stop talking to Matt, to share him with Matt's friends. "Do they make more books in braille now days?" he asks, his eyes falling to where they're fingers are tangled, easy and comfortable.