Adam nodded as Peter explained further. ❝ Ah, that makes much more sense. ❞ Visions and dreams... So he'd also gotten a taste of Angela's ability. And her predictions always came true in one form or another from what he'd witnessed when around her all those years ago. Perhaps he'd pay her a little visit. Pay them all a visit to thank them for locking him up. Especially Kaito. Oh, how he'd savor Hiro's reaction when—
...The constant simmering rage Adam hid so well underneath the surface momentarily faded as Peter returned the warm gesture. Although a calculated move that received the intended result, it surprisingly brought sincerity to his grin, even if he wouldn't admit it to himself. They'd gotten to know each other somewhat over these past few weeks, and even though it had been through a wall, words and inflections could reveal almost as much as body language if one listened carefully enough. Peter was unlike most people the immortal had met in his lifetime, and he found it refreshing.
Adam allowed the touch to linger a moment, his thumb absently brushing over Peter's skin as he continued. ❝ Well, you have nothing to worry about here, love. The nearest neighbor is at least a mile away, and I'm decently tough to hurt also. ❞ After a light squeeze, his hand returned to his glass to lift it for a sip.
Usually, he would have poured himself a refill to chase the buzz, but instead, Adam set the bottle aside as all attention remained on Peter. ❝ Don't know about you, but I'm knackered, especially after such a feast. Best meal I've had in years — perhaps even a decade — all possible thanks to you. And in appreciation, you may take the king bed, if you wish. I don't mind sleeping on the couch. ❞ Something told him that Peter might object to that proposal.
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...The constant simmering rage Adam hid so well underneath the surface momentarily faded as Peter returned the warm gesture. Although a calculated move that received the intended result, it surprisingly brought sincerity to his grin, even if he wouldn't admit it to himself. They'd gotten to know each other somewhat over these past few weeks, and even though it had been through a wall, words and inflections could reveal almost as much as body language if one listened carefully enough. Peter was unlike most people the immortal had met in his lifetime, and he found it refreshing.
Adam allowed the touch to linger a moment, his thumb absently brushing over Peter's skin as he continued. ❝ Well, you have nothing to worry about here, love. The nearest neighbor is at least a mile away, and I'm decently tough to hurt also. ❞ After a light squeeze, his hand returned to his glass to lift it for a sip.
Usually, he would have poured himself a refill to chase the buzz, but instead, Adam set the bottle aside as all attention remained on Peter. ❝ Don't know about you, but I'm knackered, especially after such a feast. Best meal I've had in years — perhaps even a decade — all possible thanks to you. And in appreciation, you may take the king bed, if you wish. I don't mind sleeping on the couch. ❞ Something told him that Peter might object to that proposal.