[peter makes a sound that's probably meant to be a laugh and buries his face more into isaac's neck as the tears well up again. don't make promises like that, he wants to say, because nobody ever has and how the hell is he supposed to deal with that, with someone promising to stay, to stay for him? the pads of his fingers dig into isaac's shoulder, not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to make his fingers ache, grounding him in the reality of what's happening here.
peter is not usually the one being grounded by someone else. hell, he's usually the one grounding isaac. but not right now. and if he can just make himself stay here, make this the thing that feels the most real...maybe it will be enough.
usually, peter is running away from something, running as fast and as hard as he can. right now, he curls into isaac, as close as he dares, and doesn't move.]
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peter is not usually the one being grounded by someone else. hell, he's usually the one grounding isaac. but not right now. and if he can just make himself stay here, make this the thing that feels the most real...maybe it will be enough.
usually, peter is running away from something, running as fast and as hard as he can. right now, he curls into isaac, as close as he dares, and doesn't move.]
Good. Please.