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[He smiles at that.]

Delegation, the sign of a true leader.

[ He grins, then pushes M back and shifts up to straddle him. ]

First, I think I've got some other things I can delegate...

[ The next day, Cisco texts Eddie while he's out at work, not sure if he can get through asking him over in person. It's an invite to hang out at M's place, and he hopes it's not too obvious or too much that might scare Eddie off. He's going to play this as casual as possible, just in case. Sure, Eddie said he was into both of them, but he never said anything about both of them together. If that's too much for him, the last thing Cisco wants to do is compromise a friendship he really cherishes.

So when Eddie gets home, there's a Door open inside his room, and when he steps through into M's apartment, Cisco's already there, flopped on M's couch watching cartoons. M is nowhere to be found. ]

[Cisco's text was unexpected and not at all obvious, frankly. It's simply not in Eddie to assume the kind of thing that they have in mind - he's aware that what he feels is wrong and he's making an effort to move past it. So all he's thinking while texting with Cisco is that he's going to struggle tonight, but that he wants to maintain his friendships, he cares about both of them enough, platonically, to work his way through this.

So when he gets home, he changes into something a little more casual - a Henley and jeans, and goes through the Door M left for him. When he steps out, it's Cisco that's there on the couch, with cartoons playing in the background. It's a little unexpected that M is nowhere to be seen, but he just waves, toes off the sneakers he's wearing, and crosses over to the couch.

Sitting down heavily, he glances over at Cisco.]

Heeey, Cisco. Thanks for inviting me over!

[ He sits up when Eddie arrives, making room for him on the couch. He can't help but take in Eddie's appearance, noticing now more than ever just how good he looks. He bites his lip, trying to resist the urge to spill the night's plans right then and there. ]

Yeah, sure, man! M just went out to get us some food. Way out of town because, y'know, he'll just bitch about shitty Chinese takeout from around Heropa or something.

[ He's so fond when he says it. M still hasn't gotten him to give up his dinosaur nuggets and cheap takeout, but it's mostly turned into an in joke between the two of them at this point. ]

[Shifting a little, Eddie gets comfortable in the space Cisco left for him on the couch, lifting his hips and then dropping them with a little sigh of contentment. Glancing away from the cartoons, he laughs softly - he gets the in joke, at least, because M's complained to him before about Cisco's taste in junk food.

With a wicked little grin, he nods.]

Not surprised, he's pretty fussy. [A beat.] The best dim sum is in Maurtia Falls anyway. So...movie night tonight?

Right, man, you keep mentioning that place. We should totally go sometime. [ Cisco still hasn't ever been to Maurtia Falls. Honestly, so many people warned him away from the city's bad reputation, he's mostly stayed away. ]

Uh, yeah, something like that! I figured we could all just, y'know... Hang out.

[ Smooth, Ramon. Real smooth. ]

Yeah, we should. It looks like a total dump from the outside, but the best Chinese always comes from places like that.

[He glances away from the cartoons, over at Cisco again - he was biting his lip earlier, now he's fidgeting a little. Eddie would almost think he was nervous if this wasn't a totally normal hangout. Then again, it's the first time they've hung out since Eddie spilled his problem, so maybe that's it.

He feels bad for making everything awkward, but bringing it up will just exacerbate the problem.]

Sure. We always find fun things to do, right? Maybe you can play a bit of Mario Kart with me later, I love that.

Isn't that also, like, almost every place in Maurtia Falls? The looking like a dump part, I mean.

[ He's doing his best not to fidget, which of course is making him fidget more. ]

Hey, I'm always down for Mario Kart. M cheats and Barry is just straight up awful at it.

Well, yeah, but the whole 'looking like a dump, but actually great' thing only really goes for Chinese, maybe Indian, and pizza places. Or donairs and shawarma. Anything else, and it's probably just a dump.

[A little grin, bright.]

Great, I'm really glad you got me into that game. You should show me some of the other ones you like sometime.

[A beat.]

I wonder if my ability works on how well I do at video games.

[It's idle chatter, and he knows it, mostly to try to defuse any anxiety about the situation. To distract if Cisco is thinking too much about what he said.]

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Ughhhhhh, no. [ He groans, dramatically sprawling back against the arm of the couch. ]

If your powers work on video games, you're not allowed, 'cause that's the problem I have with M! I'm going to have to find new friends.

[M returns with a large takeout bag. The Door brought him right into the kitchenette, so he dumps the bag on the island before digging around for plates.]

Is he still complaining about that stupid video game thing I beat him at the other day?

[Finally finding the plates, he begins to unpack the bag, laying everything out for easy grabbing.]

Georg says hello and insists we eat in his restaurant properly next time.

[M flashes a smile at Eddie.]

Hope you like sausage, Eddie Eddie.

[Eddie pushes up on an elbow to look over his shoulder as M walks into the kitchen and starts taking out all the food, then slides out of the couch and stands, turning to grin at him.

They're both here, now. His heart is beating a little too hard, but he tries to disguise the anxiety and the pang of longing at watching them interact, M in the kitchen and Cisco on the couch.]

Yeah, we were wondering if my ability affects how I play video games. He's worried about cheating.

[He shoots Cisco a bright little smile, and then nods. His stomach twinges with affection at 'Eddie Eddie' because the nickname is cute, and tries to squash the emotion.]

Yeah. Of course I do. Who doesn't?

It's not stupid, it's Mario Kart. That game is practically a sport, and powers are absolutely cheating.

[ He leans around to look over the back of the couch, catching M's eye as he unloads the food with a small smile, letting him know yeah, he's still down for this. ]

I hope Georg can forgive us just this once. Maybe we can bring Eddie next time?

[ Cisco barely suppresses a laugh at the sausage line, and he looks over at Eddie with a grin. ]

Everyone here does, that's for sure!

Moving your fingers while staring at a screen is not a sport. [Not that he gives a crap about sports one way or the other, but still.

M decides to humor them anyway, and is silent for a moment while his implants work their magic.]

Depends. If you're winning no one would probably catch up, but if you're losing it's game over right there.

Unless someone knew how to brighten your spirits.

[M smirks and shakes his head a little at Cisco's remark. At least he's finally caught on with the sausage innuendos. Eddie will be sure to catch up eventually.]

Or maybe someones.

[Might as well start this conversation off naturally enough.]

You know, that is still so unnerving.

[He says it with a smile, shaking his head, and rests his forearms against the back of the couch, drops his chin into his arms, watching M as he sets everything up. The sausage innuendos aren't lost on him - but he's not really in the mood to run with it. Not considering all of his awkward feelings right now...playing it dumb is absolutely the best option, as far as he's concerned.

Though the way M speaks has a certain weight to it, he can tell there's an implication there. And that...he's really not getting that. His brows furrow a little, and he tilts his head.]

Yeah, I guess...?

[He trails off curiously.]

Man, what do you know, anyway. You think anything that doesn't draw blood isn't a real sport.

[ He's smiling as he hops off the couch to go snag himself something to eat before they get into this conversation for real. He brushes his hand across the small of M's back as he moves through the kitchen to grab some plates and silverware. ]

What he means is we're glad you came over tonight. The three of us should spend more time together.

It's just a supercharged version of what you do, Eddie Eddie, so you really shouldn't be surprised anymore.

[M reaches out and slides his hand into Cisco's hand as he walks by, letting it slide out as Cisco continues on his way.]

Actually, I think sports are a waste of time.

[Because really, why would anyone want to run around in circles or up and down stadiums? Why not actually do something productive?]

Hopefully in ways that don't involve Mario Kart.

[For the moment, Eddie stays on the couch, watches as Cisco goes into the kitchen and moves with M in that intimate way that couples have, the way he used to move with Iris. A hand on the small of the back, gentle touches of affection. For a moment, his heart clenches, and he glances down and away.

Cisco and M are bantering back and forth about sports, and then there's that hint of something else, some meaning behind what they're saying that he's missing.

Rather than dwell on it, he stands up and starts toward the kitchen, watching the two of them with a slight smile on his face, padding up to the counter for a plate and silverware.]

Sure. You guys know you're my closest friends here. [He glances down at the food, then back up again.] But what would we possibly do besides kick Cisco's ass at Mario Kart?

[ Normally, Cisco's really not one to waste food. Especially not Georg's food. But that's just the perfect opener, isn't it? So he sets his plate down on the counter and, brushing his hand across M's arm again, he steps in closer to Eddie, edging into his personal space. This is either gonna go really well, and the food will be forgotten, or really horribly, and no one will be in the mood for sausage of any kind.

Here goes nothing. ]

...Well. We kinda had something specific in mind, if you're up for it.

[M rests his arms on top the island, and places his right hand over Eddie's left. He then leans in closer, looking first at Cisco, then to Eddie.]

It'll definitely be more fun.

[It's all pretty routine until Cisco starts moving into his personal space. Taking a sharp little breath, his eyes skim to Cisco's face, meeting his dark eyes for a moment, a brow raised slightly in confusion.

Then M's hand is sliding over his, and his eyes flick from Cisco's face, down to his hand, and then up to M's.]

What's going on here?

[ Cisco meets Eddie's confused look with a slight grin. ]

An invitation. [ He hesitates then. ] One that if you're not down for, that's totally cool, we'll drop it and we can all just pretend it never happened. But. [ The grin is back, hopeful, and he's biting his lip. ]

You told me you're into us. And, uh. We're into you.

[M simply nods. He said Cisco would be in charge, and he's letting him.

Besides, what more is there to add, really?]

[For a few very long moments, he's completely quiet, just looking back and forth between M and Cisco, his expression a picture of confusion. He's trying to process what Cisco said, to understand what it is Cisco means.

For a moment, his eyes linger on M's face, the expression he's wearing, trying to figure that out too.

His throat bobs, he licks his lips, and then he looks down at his hand, with M's still over it. In a moment of clarity, he can feel how hard his heart his beating, the soft, shallow breaths he's taking. Flicking his gaze up to Cisco, who seems to be the one in charge of this whole encounter, he licks his lips again.]

Into me, how?

[He should be excited, but there's one thing nagging at him.]

If you mean like, a threesome...

Like a threesome, yeah, but more... [ He glances from Eddie to M and back, searching for the words. ] Relationshippy.

[ He smiles again, reassuring. He doesn't need M's implants to figure out what Eddie's hesitating about. He just hopes this is a solution that works for Eddie as much as he wants it to work. ]

We wanna date you, dude.

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IT'S BUGGING ME ENOUGH THAT I HAVE TO FIX THE ICON I'M SORRY

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