I'm good here. [Peter manages to sit up, grounding himself with the feeling of Leo's hand in his own. The comfortable weight of it feels right.
He fumbles to grab onto Leo's hand, desperation and panic sharp in his chest as they fall. He's too far away now to get Leo. He just missed his boyfriend's hand, so all he can do is dive after him. The bleak green tinged darkness swallows them whole as the moon disappears behind thick clouds. He desperately tries to reach for Leo with his ninpo, and just can't.
He meets Leo's eyes just for a second before the turtle hits the ground with a wet crunch that makes Peter's stomach twist itself into knots. Tears burn at his eyes.
Peter barely reacts when he hits the ground, hard enough he can't breath. He landed badly, on something hard he can't even see. He can feel glass cutting in the fabric of the suit, hear the rush of wind blowing around him. His vision is spotty, but his body moves on its own as a green blast of magic comes towards him. He's on his feet, moving but his gaze is locked on the body laying just within reach.
The world tilts on its access again, and Peter can't find him. He can hear Leo laughing, the sound strained and broken. He feels Beck's hands on his throat and hits the ground again.
The memory creeps under his skin and makes Peter's breath shake slightly before he can contain it. He focuses on Leo's hand, just carefully raising it to press it against his cheek.]
I wanna be sure you're okay. With everything that happened.
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He fumbles to grab onto Leo's hand, desperation and panic sharp in his chest as they fall. He's too far away now to get Leo. He just missed his boyfriend's hand, so all he can do is dive after him. The bleak green tinged darkness swallows them whole as the moon disappears behind thick clouds. He desperately tries to reach for Leo with his ninpo, and just can't.
He meets Leo's eyes just for a second before the turtle hits the ground with a wet crunch that makes Peter's stomach twist itself into knots. Tears burn at his eyes.
Peter barely reacts when he hits the ground, hard enough he can't breath. He landed badly, on something hard he can't even see. He can feel glass cutting in the fabric of the suit, hear the rush of wind blowing around him. His vision is spotty, but his body moves on its own as a green blast of magic comes towards him. He's on his feet, moving but his gaze is locked on the body laying just within reach.
The world tilts on its access again, and Peter can't find him. He can hear Leo laughing, the sound strained and broken. He feels Beck's hands on his throat and hits the ground again.
The memory creeps under his skin and makes Peter's breath shake slightly before he can contain it. He focuses on Leo's hand, just carefully raising it to press it against his cheek.]
I wanna be sure you're okay. With everything that happened.