Me either. [Peter relaxes further as their ninpons meet. The rush of magic and comfort of Leonardo is such a relief. Peter is reluctant to let go of Leo through magic.]
I'll... take a break whenever you go back to sleep. If you want me to. I just don't wanna be that far away.
[he can't get much from their connection, just that Peter is worn out. Something definitely happened while he was dealing with Krang, and he doesn't want to ask about it just yet.]
Sleep in a real bed or eat or... whatever. [He's too out of it to joke.]
[He snorts a little, actually managing another smile before it wanes.] I'll manage something soon enough.
[He's not sure how to admit he's scared to leave. That if he takes his eyes off of Leo, somehow Leo will be dead or gone. His ninpo curls in on itself, magic sparkling with unrest, exhaustion, and a low level of fear.] I can probably drag a cot in here or something.
Okay.... Okay. [There's a sense of ease that settles. Peter said he'd sleep in his bed. Which means Peter will sleep at some point. That's the important part here, that Peter will sleep.]
Yeah, she knows. She's not happy since- [He gestures vaguely upwards.] Everything is really screwed up topside. She wants me with her, but, I I wanna be here. I need to be here.
[Peter winces a little at that. Looking openly tired now, any brief sense of relief or a smile are gone now.] I will. I just...
I just need to know you're okay.
[He knows he can check on May easily, be it invasively with the stupid glasses. He hates the things, he doesn't even want them. He would break them if he knew it wouldn't just be repaired by someone else somehow.]
[Leo knows that Peter is all May has, and after what just happened... The idea of choosing to not see family again when they're worried and scared doesn't sit right with him.
I was hoping you could hold onto something for me. [He debates with himself on just how to explain it.] During the trip, Nick Fury showed up.
He gave me something Mr. Stark left for me, apparently. [He laughs a little weakly.] Mr. Stark- he decided I needed access to a global defense system. He put access in these- sunglasses.
[He covers his face with his hands.] I feel like I'm going crazy.
[Leo listens to that. It's kind of going in one ear and out the other right now; and that might be for the best for Peter's sake. He'll remember bits and pieces of this later, but for now? He just nods along weakly.]
Yeah, I- I can look after 'em.
[Which will probably be him hiding them where he hides everything he doesn't want to be found: under Splinter's bed.]
I feel like whenever we get married, it's gonna just be a lot of weird conversations, forever. [He says simply enough, moving to just lean against the side of the bed, tired but appreciative all the same.
He sure meant to say 'if' there, but whenever felt just as right.]
[Leo just going with it means Peter doesn't realize his slip of the tongue. Its easy confirmation they agree on their future, which is reassuring. Leo can likely feel that shift in their ninpo.]
I feel like we already embarrass them a lot now, I dunno how we'd top it.
[He forces himself out of his lean to sit up again, reminding himself not to drowse there.] Are you hungry or anything? I can grab something for you.
[It's a subtle, unconscious thing feeling Peter's ninpo shift a little. But it feels like it secures itself more comfortably with Leo's, fits itself right alongside the electric blue of his boyfriend's. It feels right.]
Can always come up with new ways to embarrass my bros. [He tries to sound proud but it just comes out tired and slurred.
Food though... His stomach turns uncomfortably and he shakes his head.]
[He thinks. Or tries to anyway. Everything is moving like molasses in his brain. One thing he knows he wants though, wanted it the whole fight with the Krang, wanted it before any of it happened, since Peter left for his trip.]
Just... want a kiss. [A kiss from his boyfriend. Feeling close, feeling him safe, and a selfish want to feel comforted himself.]
[How does Peter feel about seeing his boyfriend, high as balls from pain medicine, just giggling into that kiss. He's so happy to have that, it's ridiculous.]
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[That much he's sure of. But with Peter's ninpo responding, his own nerves loosen up some. That's real, he can feel that.]
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I'll... take a break whenever you go back to sleep. If you want me to. I just don't wanna be that far away.
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[he can't get much from their connection, just that Peter is worn out. Something definitely happened while he was dealing with Krang, and he doesn't want to ask about it just yet.]
Sleep in a real bed or eat or... whatever. [He's too out of it to joke.]
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[He's not sure how to admit he's scared to leave. That if he takes his eyes off of Leo, somehow Leo will be dead or gone. His ninpo curls in on itself, magic sparkling with unrest, exhaustion, and a low level of fear.] I can probably drag a cot in here or something.
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Jus' sleep in my bed. Not going anywhere. [For as out of it as he is, Leo means that. Peter should just use his bed since he's stuck in here.]
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[He will adhere to that suggestion, but sparsely since he's afraid to leave now.]
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Does May know you're here?
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[Something about that is wrong. It's wrong on a fundamental level, Peter loves his aunt, they're who they have. Why...]
You should see her.
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I just need to know you're okay.
[He knows he can check on May easily, be it invasively with the stupid glasses. He hates the things, he doesn't even want them. He would break them if he knew it wouldn't just be repaired by someone else somehow.]
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Got these guys here to look after me. Aunt May's only got you.
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Before I leave later, can- I ask you something?
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But the smile helps some.]
Yeah? Sup?
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He gave me something Mr. Stark left for me, apparently. [He laughs a little weakly.] Mr. Stark- he decided I needed access to a global defense system. He put access in these- sunglasses.
[He covers his face with his hands.] I feel like I'm going crazy.
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Yeah, I- I can look after 'em.
[Which will probably be him hiding them where he hides everything he doesn't want to be found: under Splinter's bed.]
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We're gonna just have a really weird conversation later. Right now, it doesn't matter too much.
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Love weird conversations with you. Don't have 'em enough. Should have 'em more.
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He sure meant to say 'if' there, but whenever felt just as right.]
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processing.....
processi- he laughs a little.]
Can't wait. Gonna be weird conversations and embarrassing my brothers with bein' us when we're married.
[Just does not even realize what he's saying.]
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I feel like we already embarrass them a lot now, I dunno how we'd top it.
[He forces himself out of his lean to sit up again, reminding himself not to drowse there.] Are you hungry or anything? I can grab something for you.
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Can always come up with new ways to embarrass my bros. [He tries to sound proud but it just comes out tired and slurred.
Food though... His stomach turns uncomfortably and he shakes his head.]
'm good.
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Okay, just- tell me if you want anything though.
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[He thinks. Or tries to anyway. Everything is moving like molasses in his brain. One thing he knows he wants though, wanted it the whole fight with the Krang, wanted it before any of it happened, since Peter left for his trip.]
Just... want a kiss. [A kiss from his boyfriend. Feeling close, feeling him safe, and a selfish want to feel comforted himself.]
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Yeah- a- a kiss is good! [He scoots closer to press a kiss against Leo's lips.]
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Suuucks to be them, they don't get this.
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