[the idea makes peter snort, and he shakes his head side to side a little.]
God, if only it was that simple.
[when he glances down he sees his hat lying on the snow, where he'd dropped it when isaac kissed him.
when isaac kissed him. jesus.
he bends down to pick it up, coincidentally mostly hiding the moment that his tongue flicks out to taste his lower lip. what the hell are they doing? peter can't even remember in the moment how they got from where they started to here, how he didn't really notice where exactly they were going until they arrived. he brushes the snow off of his hat, puts it back on.
nothing has to change. but isaac's calmer now, steadier again, and the clench in peter's chest is easing.]
We'll figure it out, yeah? But we should probably get home before it gets much colder.
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God, if only it was that simple.
[when he glances down he sees his hat lying on the snow, where he'd dropped it when isaac kissed him.
when isaac kissed him. jesus.
he bends down to pick it up, coincidentally mostly hiding the moment that his tongue flicks out to taste his lower lip. what the hell are they doing? peter can't even remember in the moment how they got from where they started to here, how he didn't really notice where exactly they were going until they arrived. he brushes the snow off of his hat, puts it back on.
nothing has to change. but isaac's calmer now, steadier again, and the clench in peter's chest is easing.]
We'll figure it out, yeah? But we should probably get home before it gets much colder.