[The spit hits his cheek, and Peter barely reacts. His grip tightens a little, to something far stronger than he should let it be. The instinct to protect Leo, their family, the yokai and the people here stronger than the fact he's hurt.
He's bleeding through his shirt at a fast enough rate, Peter knows he's not going to be standing for long. He should be applying pressure to it, but he feels rooted in place.
The familiar hands on him are enough to startle Peter, only then does he realize he's stuck to Fitzberg's throat. He takes some of the man's skin back with him without realizing it as he's pulled away.
He's folded into his husband's grasp, and an order comes out of him without much thought as he sees some soldiers come running around the corner, Donnie, and Mikey mixed in with them.]
Find out where he got that gun! What's left of it is on the floor!
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He's bleeding through his shirt at a fast enough rate, Peter knows he's not going to be standing for long. He should be applying pressure to it, but he feels rooted in place.
The familiar hands on him are enough to startle Peter, only then does he realize he's stuck to Fitzberg's throat. He takes some of the man's skin back with him without realizing it as he's pulled away.
He's folded into his husband's grasp, and an order comes out of him without much thought as he sees some soldiers come running around the corner, Donnie, and Mikey mixed in with them.]
Find out where he got that gun! What's left of it is on the floor!