[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.]
[Leo giggling just makes Peter hum a little in amusement. He draws back from the kiss, smiling at Leo. It is the most relaxed he's been in a long time.]
You're the only one whose going to get my kisses, like forever.
[Peter snorts a little, easing as Leo starts to pass out.] I love you, Leo. Get some rest, okay?
[Peter presses a quick kiss against Leo's brow, smiling at his boyfriend before drawing back. As promised the other teenager will get some sleep. He leaves the next morning back to the surface, still visiting a bit more sporadically.]
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[With time comes recovery, for both of them in some regard. Peter feels like he can leave a bit more freely now that Leo can actively move around again.
The conversation they intend to have keeps being put off a while longer.
Unfortunately, that backfires in a spectacular way.]
Uh, Leo!? [Raph's voice carries as the larger turtle emerges from his own room to the living room where Leo is settled in a beanbag chair. His phone clutched in his hand.]
Have you checked your phone yet? Cause we really need to figure out where Peter is. [He holds out his phone showing the headline SPIDER-MAN; MURDERER, with a picture of Peter's high school year photo under it.]
[It was painful, and it took way too long, but he's glad to be moving on his own again. They even trust him to sit in his beanbag chair alone again. The honor. But as soon as he hears his brother, he squints at whatever Raph is showing him.
Then his eyes go wide.]
WHAT?! [They know he doesn't look at the news news. He frantically starts going through his phone, he'd been texting Peter a fair amount. What the hell?]
That's not true. No way. If you say you believe that, Raph, I'm disowning you.
[Leo's hands go still over his phone hearing that, looking at his brother. Shit. Mikey bounding in as Leo's swapping to his contacts. Whatever's between him and May, doesn't matter right now.]
Leo! Leo, he didn't, right? He wouldn't.
[Those big sad Mikey eyes are so hopeful and worried up at him. Leo's voice is forced steady, a low tremor cracking through every few words.]
No, he didn't. And he wouldn't. [He looks from Mike to Raph.] We're going to find him, and Aunt May, and get them both somewhere safe. [And looks to Don.] And away from all the cameras.
You're gonna stay put. We can handle it. [He fusses at his phone, pulling up the first newsfeed he can find. It is definitely live and Peter is swinging through New York a little desperately.]
Peter is literally headed to his apartment from what I can tell from the trackers. I think he's panicking.
[The group chat for the group would ping after a moment. Something from Peter. The text would only confirm Donnie's assertion.]
Maybe stay underground for a while. Things are kind of not great right now!! The Mysterio thing has kinda blown up really bad right now. Karen is helping me text and swing btw, its fine.
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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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You're the only one whose going to get my kisses, like forever.
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If anyone else tried to kiss you, I'd have to find them.
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[He yawns, settling out of that and back into bleary consciousness.]
They're idiots, dunno what they're missing. No taste at all...
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[Peter presses a quick kiss against Leo's brow, smiling at his boyfriend before drawing back. As promised the other teenager will get some sleep. He leaves the next morning back to the surface, still visiting a bit more sporadically.]
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The conversation they intend to have keeps being put off a while longer.
Unfortunately, that backfires in a spectacular way.]
Uh, Leo!? [Raph's voice carries as the larger turtle emerges from his own room to the living room where Leo is settled in a beanbag chair. His phone clutched in his hand.]
Have you checked your phone yet? Cause we really need to figure out where Peter is. [He holds out his phone showing the headline SPIDER-MAN; MURDERER, with a picture of Peter's high school year photo under it.]
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Then his eyes go wide.]
WHAT?! [They know he doesn't look at the news news. He frantically starts going through his phone, he'd been texting Peter a fair amount. What the hell?]
That's not true. No way. If you say you believe that, Raph, I'm disowning you.
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[He taps meaningfully at the picture of Peter unmasked on screen. He's trying to not outright break his phone screen by being too rough.
Donnie emerges, looking serious but eying Raph enough to make him stop jabbing at his phone.]
It would be a bit too late for that, there are approximately three live news feeds following Peter through the city.
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Leo! Leo, he didn't, right? He wouldn't.
[Those big sad Mikey eyes are so hopeful and worried up at him. Leo's voice is forced steady, a low tremor cracking through every few words.]
No, he didn't. And he wouldn't. [He looks from Mike to Raph.] We're going to find him, and Aunt May, and get them both somewhere safe. [And looks to Don.] And away from all the cameras.
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Peter is literally headed to his apartment from what I can tell from the trackers. I think he's panicking.
[The group chat for the group would ping after a moment. Something from Peter. The text would only confirm Donnie's assertion.]
Maybe stay underground for a while. Things are kind of not great right now!! The Mysterio thing has kinda blown up really bad right now. Karen is helping me text and swing btw, its fine.
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gently handswaves us a lil head, it fine
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