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𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢 ([personal profile] superchameleon) wrote in [community profile] piscesnebula 2024-07-27 05:02 am (UTC)

SORRY FOR THE WAIT I LOST THIS REPLY 😭😭😭

"To be fair, I didn't actually have the radioactive power at that point. Just a whole lot of visions and dreams that said I would explode somehow," Peter valiantly defends. "So I wasn't actually going to explode when he threw me off a roof."

Does that actually make it better? Maybe not. He'd sure as hell felt like he was going to explode when all of his powers had started kicking in one after the other, after he'd finally figured out the trick to pulling them out. He's pretty sure Claude was just doing the best he could, and it's Peter's fault that Claude had to run, but--

--but Adam's concern and those soft blue eyes reel him in. The warmth of Adam's hand on top of his own abruptly reminds him of how long he's gone without affectionate human touch (because he struggles to classify Elle's efforts as affectionate), and he finds himself turning his hand over, curling their fingers together for a brief moment.

"Kinda hard to hurt me these days anyway." Peter's joke feels a little out of place up against such genuineness. "But... thanks. Seriously. I've lived for so long being so scared that I'd hurt everybody around me, I-- it'll be a relief to have this under control."

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