Hartley gives Cisco a fond smile as they reach an agreement. It seems so much simpler this way. Now they'll be able to do enjoy their future dates, of which he hopes there will be many, without worrying about who is going to pay the bill. It makes him wonder why it always took so long to get to that point with most of his former boyfriends. It feels like something much better discussed in the beginning of a relationship. He likes to think they're already doing something right.
"I'm glad we did this too," he says. "I wasn't sure it would be a good idea at first. I wasn't sure how serious you were about any this, given our past. But I'm glad I took a chance... that we both took a chance." He thinks it's all turning out pretty well so far. They've made so many plans together; shopping, getting Cisco's dog together, more dates... Hartley's even bringing him home to meet his rats. So maybe 'pretty well' is an understatement. 'Shockingly amazing' seems much more accurate. There had been a time when Hartley had thought they'd never manage to be anything more than reluctantly civil (at best) and downright hostile (at worst), but so much has changed.
Hartey shook his head. "No, I didn't move in until after the particle accelerator explosion. Between my medical bills and my unfortunate lack of employment, I had to let my previous apartment go. This place was more affordable and I thought the location was convenient," he says as he begins leading Cisco up the stairs to the top floor. It's probably obvious now why the location was so convenient at the time, but Hartley's not going to bring that up unless Cisco does. It's not like it's a secret that he used to keep an eye on the goings-on at STAR Labs. "I almost wish I had been living here when I worked at STAR Labs. I would have been able to sleep in a little longer in the mornings."
Once they finally reach the top floor, he heads down to the end of the hallway, stopping when they reach his apartment. Letting go of Cisco's hand again, he unlocks the door and holds it open, waiting for Cisco to go inside before following him in and switching on the light. "So, this is it. Home sweet home," he says, curious about what Cisco will think of his apartment. It's not a huge place, but it's not too small either. The living room is probably the biggest room in the apartment. It has room for his couch, coffee table (which is where his gauntlets are currently resting), TV, and in one corner there's a flute stand, and in the other there's two decent sized rat cages.
Rat cages that he quickly realizes are empty. Hartley closes the door before glancing around the room in dismay. Hamelin (one of the rats he freed from STAR Labs) is napping on the arm of the couch, but he's not sure where the other three are hiding. "Careful where you step. My rats figured out how to escape their cage again." But the moment the words are out of his mouth, the other three rats come racing out of his small kitchen to greet them.
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"I'm glad we did this too," he says. "I wasn't sure it would be a good idea at first. I wasn't sure how serious you were about any this, given our past. But I'm glad I took a chance... that we both took a chance." He thinks it's all turning out pretty well so far. They've made so many plans together; shopping, getting Cisco's dog together, more dates... Hartley's even bringing him home to meet his rats. So maybe 'pretty well' is an understatement. 'Shockingly amazing' seems much more accurate. There had been a time when Hartley had thought they'd never manage to be anything more than reluctantly civil (at best) and downright hostile (at worst), but so much has changed.
Hartey shook his head. "No, I didn't move in until after the particle accelerator explosion. Between my medical bills and my unfortunate lack of employment, I had to let my previous apartment go. This place was more affordable and I thought the location was convenient," he says as he begins leading Cisco up the stairs to the top floor. It's probably obvious now why the location was so convenient at the time, but Hartley's not going to bring that up unless Cisco does. It's not like it's a secret that he used to keep an eye on the goings-on at STAR Labs. "I almost wish I had been living here when I worked at STAR Labs. I would have been able to sleep in a little longer in the mornings."
Once they finally reach the top floor, he heads down to the end of the hallway, stopping when they reach his apartment. Letting go of Cisco's hand again, he unlocks the door and holds it open, waiting for Cisco to go inside before following him in and switching on the light. "So, this is it. Home sweet home," he says, curious about what Cisco will think of his apartment. It's not a huge place, but it's not too small either. The living room is probably the biggest room in the apartment. It has room for his couch, coffee table (which is where his gauntlets are currently resting), TV, and in one corner there's a flute stand, and in the other there's two decent sized rat cages.
Rat cages that he quickly realizes are empty. Hartley closes the door before glancing around the room in dismay. Hamelin (one of the rats he freed from STAR Labs) is napping on the arm of the couch, but he's not sure where the other three are hiding. "Careful where you step. My rats figured out how to escape their cage again." But the moment the words are out of his mouth, the other three rats come racing out of his small kitchen to greet them.