[He's seeing that struggle happening from this side of the door. He heard someone on the other side when he was going to the kitchen and stopped to see what would happen... But there's? Something being pushed under?
He crouches down on his side of the door and then just... reaches to hold the paper between two turtle fingers. He doesn't pull or push it. Just holding it.]
[Peter frowns down at the paper, realizing its not... moving anymore. Why? He pushes at the paper to try and make it go completely under the door, but is not budging.]
C'mon, just- go, please? [He mostly assumes the paper is snagged on something and hasn't put together someone is on the other side yet. He pleads with the card to actually move.]
[Leo listens... Watches whomever is on the other side still try-
Oh.
Hm.
That's... interesting. When it gets pushed through, he'll take the paper and look at it and omigosh. A valentine??? From Peter. HOLD ON HE HAS TO READ THIS.]
Haha, he is going to sit and read this and holy SHIT. Oh he immediately wants to make this a spectacle. Someone has a crush on him and it's cute nerd ok ok ok ok
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no, Peter's a good guy, really, and he doesn't wanna mock him for just voicing it yet. The teasing will come, the arrogant displays of affection will happen, just not yet. Instead, what Peter will hear is the sound of shuffling as someone moves from the door and walks away.
And a minute or two later, the card is pushed back under the door but with handwriting-not-Peter's on the other side of the card.
[Peter now realizes someone was standing there the entire time and he turns an interesting shade of red, squeaking a little.
He's frozen in place long enough for the card to come back out. Peter's stomach sinks a little assuming Leo is just plainly uninterested until he actually picks up the card. The note back earns a startled kind of laugh out of Peter.
He fumbles to pluck a pen out of his sweater pocket to circle the y on the question, sliding it back under the door.
[Totally normal. Leo crouches down by the door waiting. Does not even bother if his roommates are watching him do this.
But he waits and sees the card come back.
All Peter will hear is a moment of silence... and then a heroic WHOOP on the other side of the door before it flies open and Leo's standing there, holding that card and grinning.]
[Peter turns redder, if possible at the whoop. That is a good sign, right? Right, he's going to assume so. He waits at the door, just kind of hoping Leo will come out. If they are going to communicate by notes, he's not sure what to do.]
So. [He is trying to get his thoughts together.] I like you.
[Why, yes he can go redder. Miracles upon miracles. He laughs a little at the response, moving to just pick up the wrapped candy he had been trying to shove under the door up.]
I'm sneaky like that. Absolutely unseen. [He's so bad at this. He thinks distantly of MJ. How he tried so hard and it never went anywhere.] I just... I wanted to do like this seven part plan, but then, Valentine's day like came out of nowhere. I didn't want to miss it, but the plan was like- not really ready yet...
Normally, I kind of just jump into problems and see if punching it fixes it-? Or math, math, or punching. [An absolutely normal thing to say. Peter realizes that a beat too late.]
I guess I can raincheck the really big plan, and just... see what kind of date we'd wanna go on?
[Leo's on board with everything so far. Jump in and punch, very Raph style. Math is Donnie style. Combined together could be interesting. Hyper-precision-
His thoughts derail at that second part though. Looking a little surprised before he masks it.]
The dinner was technically your idea. [Peter points out, his smile warming up a little more.]
I think, it would be nice though. Just, us in a movie theater in the back maybe? I don't have security detail on me anymore, so we could actually be alone for real.
I guess they realized we weren't going to commit any other crimes, so yeah. [Well, not any obvious crimes. Peter can guess Donnie just does whatever he wants.] Do you wanna do it today or... are you busy?
I think I can handle that. If it is bad, it'll at least be kinda funny too. [He's relaxing now, loosening up from his nerves he built up over the past week or so of figuring things out.] Are we just picking a place to eat randomly, or is it pizza take out?
Let's say... some place we can grab burgers and go. So we don't have to stay out too long. It's always crazy with people on Valentine's day. [That feels like a plan. A decent one at that. Peter doesn't want Leo to be feel trapped in the glamour forever. Peter likes Leo as Leo in the first place.]
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He crouches down on his side of the door and then just... reaches to hold the paper between two turtle fingers. He doesn't pull or push it. Just holding it.]
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C'mon, just- go, please? [He mostly assumes the paper is snagged on something and hasn't put together someone is on the other side yet. He pleads with the card to actually move.]
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Oh.
Hm.
That's... interesting. When it gets pushed through, he'll take the paper and look at it and omigosh. A valentine??? From Peter. HOLD ON HE HAS TO READ THIS.]
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Did I make it weird? Is that why it stuck?
[He nudges the candy after the card, the wrapped pieces of candy making the journey far easier.
Leo,
Hi, it's Peter!
Sorry if this... feels out of nowhere. I've been thinking about this for a while, and I think I really like like you. Romantically I mean.
I think you're really funny, smart and cool, cute.
Even if you're not interested in me that way, I hope you like this card.
-Peter]
uses your own icon against you
OHMIGOSH.
Haha, he is going to sit and read this and holy SHIT. Oh he immediately wants to make this a spectacle. Someone has a crush on him and it's cute nerd ok ok ok ok
no
no, Peter's a good guy, really, and he doesn't wanna mock him for just voicing it yet. The teasing will come, the arrogant displays of affection will happen, just not yet. Instead, what Peter will hear is the sound of shuffling as someone moves from the door and walks away.
And a minute or two later, the card is pushed back under the door but with handwriting-not-Peter's on the other side of the card.
Peter,
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dinner y/n ?
-Leo]
djkashsa oh my god
He's frozen in place long enough for the card to come back out. Peter's stomach sinks a little assuming Leo is just plainly uninterested until he actually picks up the card. The note back earns a startled kind of laugh out of Peter.
He fumbles to pluck a pen out of his sweater pocket to circle the y on the question, sliding it back under the door.
Totally Normal Behavior.]
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But he waits and sees the card come back.
All Peter will hear is a moment of silence... and then a heroic WHOOP on the other side of the door before it flies open and Leo's standing there, holding that card and grinning.]
Soooooooooooooo.
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So. [He is trying to get his thoughts together.] I like you.
[NAILED IT.]
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I'm sneaky like that. Absolutely unseen. [He's so bad at this. He thinks distantly of MJ. How he tried so hard and it never went anywhere.] I just... I wanted to do like this seven part plan, but then, Valentine's day like came out of nowhere. I didn't want to miss it, but the plan was like- not really ready yet...
[And he's rambling, he cannot stop himself.]
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[Peter is clearly the stealthiest. But Leo stands there, crosses his arms watching Peter.]
Rule one of multi-step plans, always account for when they don't work.
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I guess I can raincheck the really big plan, and just... see what kind of date we'd wanna go on?
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His thoughts derail at that second part though. Looking a little surprised before he masks it.]
A... A date huh?
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Yeah. Yeah, love movies, love dinner. Great idea.
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I think, it would be nice though. Just, us in a movie theater in the back maybe? I don't have security detail on me anymore, so we could actually be alone for real.
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I am the most free schedule ever. Nothing planned. Not a thought except this now.
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[Honestly? He appreciates it. Not that he's not super down to look like his dad as a human, but it's ... weird to think about.]
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