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[spiraea]

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OPEN RP POST ① Pick a character ② Pick a prompt (or DIY) (shamelessly and selectively pilfered from bakerstreet's Random Scenario Meme) ③ Do the thing!. table code by betterdolphin

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[stealwithit]

Oh, I'm sure it did.

[ And she means more on his part than hers; not a lot of people even know she exists (much less know that she's involved with Star-Lord), but Peter is still a somewhat-celebrated hero in some parts of the galaxy, and a notorious troublemaker and casanova in others.

That doesn't really matter though, not right now. Her expression softens into a gentle one as she reaches with her free hand--the one that's not still holding Peter's--to touch his cheek, as she often does. It's a small act of affection, but to her, it's a way of showing Peter that she's here. It's always been that. And it's always been a way for her to ground herself, too, a way for her to make sure that he's here and this thing they have is--real. Maybe. Or at least, she hopes it is by now, after everything they've gone through together.

She lingers like that for a moment before she speaks again. ]

Sorry. I know we're supposed to be heading back in.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He leans into her touch, as he always does -- it's real and physical, and sometimes he doesn't realize how touch-starved he is between their visits with one another until she's there and whole.

So he reaches up, holds her hand there against his cheek, closes his eyes, and breathes. He tells himself things will be okay. He needs to work harder at normality, push down his stupid anxiety and fears, and everything else will fall back into place. ]

It's fine. I'll follow your lead.

[stealwithit]

Really? In that case...

[ She leans in to close the distance between them, opting for a kiss on the lips, this time around. ]

I didn't get a chance to say this earlier, but--I missed you.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ -- Yes, good, kissing. He can do kissing. It's easier than those tricky, messy emotions he's been grappling with, anyway.

His gives her one of his small, genuine smiles. ]

Yeah, 'course you did. [ A joke, because that's his default mode. ] I missed you, too.

[stealwithit]

Of course you did. [ Her smile turns into a grin, a little. ] And if it weren't kind of sad to say, I could honestly listen to you tell me that over and over again.

[ She means it as a joke, but it's--one of the sweetest things she ever hears Peter say to her. And it's oddly nice to feel needed, sometimes, even though she knows that it's not his favorite feeling and that sincerity is still a difficult thing to grapple with. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

I can record it, if you want. It'll probably be true every time.

[ And there he goes, being honest again. It should give him pause, he thinks, but-- he'll let this instance slide. Just this once. ]

[stealwithit]

[ And just this once is good enough for her. She wasn't quite expecting that second bit, though, and she feels her heart twist when he says it. Maybe some day, it won't have be a thing they say to each other too often. Maybe. She hopes--maybe once the Reaper War is over, if it ever ends with anyone at all being alive (she knows if anyone can pull that off, though, Shep can). ]

No need. I'd rather hear the real thing every time.

[ She lets a small sigh escape from her lips. ]

We probably should head back in. They're going to give us crap for taking so long.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter shrugs, but he sits up all the same; he keeps his hand closed around hers, though. ] That's nothing new. I get shit from them all the time.

[ Not as much lately, though. Tiptoeing around egg shells. Broken glass. Testing the waters. It drives him crazy, but Kasumi doesn't need to know that.

He heaves himself up, help her to do the same. ]

C'mon. You should get some rest. Your job must've been rough.

[stealwithit]

[ Funny--months and months ago she would have insisted she could get up on her own; now she lets him help her, because it feels nice.

In any case, she can't resist giving him a flirtatious look when she's back on her feet. ]

Rough, sure. But I'm actually feeling a little restless right now--could use some tiring out, maybe?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He raises an eyebrow at her, his smirk taking on a slightly more ~wicked~ edge. ]

You know, I think I know someone who could help with that.