Beck had figured out who I knew and hung out with, Leo. That includes everyone here. I didn't know when I started hearing stuff. [Peter presses the spider emblem on his suit to loosen it, letting it fall away onto the floor with the towels he had been given. He steps out of it, letting the suit lay on the floor for now.
Peter is wary of wearing actual soup on his boyfriend's bed. He settles down, just in his boxers and binder for now, comfortable enough with Leo for that.]
He kept making me hear you. Like you were nearby. I kept- looking and couldn't find you. I'd hear you laugh, or like you calling for me.
[Once Leo sees Peter going for the emblem, he'll start digging around his clothes. And a minute later holds out a larger gray hoodie for him. While Peter may be comfortable with Leo like this, he figures some semblance of comfortableness and feeling more secure may help.]
What? [He sounds almost stricken as he asks that. Someone was using him to mess with Peter? And the guy fucking knew where they all were- That they even existed?
He'd say the guy was bluffing, but if he was using Leo's voice...
He moves to crouch down in front of Peter, a little lower than eye-level.]
[Pete accepts the hoodie, tugging it on. Relieved for something actively warm to wear. He settles back more comfortably. Leo's reassurance just makes Peter's expression shift into something openly guilt stricken and shamed.]
I'm sorry. I dunno if he ever found the lair or not, I tried to ask, but he just laughed in my face. Its my fault he even knew about you guys. [The guilt of endangering Leo and the rest of his family has been eating at Peter for a long time.]
I wish it hadn't gone that way, he just- he wouldn't listen. [Peter looks at Leo, biting the inside of his cheek before speaking again.] Lemme just- finish what happened, real quick, just...
[He digs his hands into his hair, explaining how the class trip was hijacked by Fury, the next attack, then giving Beck the glasses.] MJ made me realize he was lying, and I chased after him.
[Without the front loaded anger, Leo's listening. And already going mentally into problem solving mode. He'll ask Donnie to run a couple scans from the time stretch, see if anything comes up he may have dismissed as a blip or bug or something. Scrutinize everything if he hasn't already. Raph's getting May, so they'll both be down here safe, and they'll have to work out where she sleeps. Splinter may be best to take point on that one, April can bring her some clothes because while Leo can conceivably share with Peter here, May doesn't have any options.
He's listening, yeah but his brain going a mile a minute. He rests his arms folded over Peter's knees, if he lets Leo.]
MJ's always had a good head on her. [She liked Peter after all, so Leo can trust her.] Then what?
Fury mentioned they were meeting in Prague, so I suited up, and told MJ and Ned to stay behind. [The feeling of Leo's arms folded over his knees, the phsyical contact is an obvious relief to Peter. It helps him feel more grounded in the moment.] I ended up getting in a car with Beck, I didn't even know it was him. I went with him to an abandoned warehouse next to a train track without even knowing.
[He hesitates for a moment, opening and closing his mouth as he clicks his teeth together. His expression becomes distant, disquiet creeping to the surface. He's focusing on the weight of Leo to stay present.] We fought, as much as you can fight when someone is casting illusions around you. I couldn't... I couldn't see past them. With the glasses he had enough drones to just do anything I guess.
He kept just killing you. I couldn't do anything to stop it. I couldn't even reach out to you either, so I wasn't sure what was and wasn't real.
I lost my phone, I didn't have my normal suit. Then I just... I couldn't feel you anymore. He kept killing you in the illusions, and then I couldn't tell what was happening. [Peter's own ninpo reaches out to Leo's a need to just hold onto him clear enough.]
I know, I know you are. [Shame creeps across his features.] I'm having a really hard time telling what's real and isn't sometimes, I'm sorry.
[No wonder Peter didn't talk to him about any of this. That shame and apologetic feeling he always gets when Raph lectures him is creeping in for a different source and reason now. Being frustrated he was left out of the loop doesn't compare to the enormity of ... this.
He instantly reaches out his ninpo as well, electric blue wrapping around the threads.]
[Peter is openly visibly relieved by the feeling of Leo physically and magically there. The magic pulses together. The threads winding closer, tighter.]
Yeah, they did. It helped a little. Gave me an idea of what was going on. Knowing what was happening here gave me a better idea of a lot of stuff.
[He wants to curl up with Leo, but he's more than aware he's going to have to help May, and join in to figure that out. He needs to shove everything back into place.]
[Peter exhales a little, just worrying his bottom lip a little. He's been avoiding talking about this aspect.] After he got tired of- that, Beck started pushing me with his illusions towards the train tracks.
I didn't really see it until he dropped the illusion, but, uhm. [Avoiding eye contact now out of discomfort.] I was hit with a train.
[He tries to press past it.] I got in the train, and I was fine. I just ended up in the Netherlands and had to call Happy for help.
[Sorry his voice is going up those higher octaves, arms stretched out for exclamation]
HE HIT YOU? WITH A TRAIN?
[Reel it back, stop. Slow down and breathe. Just his boyfriend mentally tortured by a egomaniac nerd with images of his own death and then HIT BY A TRAIN.]
Sorry. Sorry. [Breathe again. He gingerly rest a hand on Peter's knee again.]
[Peter winces a little, hunching into himself just slightly. He's not afraid of his boyfriend, he was half expecting this kind of reaction. He had the same level of freak out over Leo being so hurt.] Its okay, Leo. I'm okay now. I heal pretty fast.
[He carefully places a hand over Leo's own.]
Yeah, he- helped. It was about the nicest Happy's really ever been. We tracked down Mysterio to London and- [Peter gives a summary of the fight, not really mincing details given its Leo. He promised he'd give him everything.]
[He listens again. Keeps his eyes focused on Peter's face, rubbing his leg a little here and there. A reminder still that he's here and real.
But the fight is brutal and one he wishes he could've helped with. But no, he had to go get himself fucked up with a homicidal alien that almost killed him.]
[The contact is enough to help Peter start settling down. Visibly relaxing bit by bit.]
It wasn't as important as stopping the Krang. You guys saved the planet, hell, every other planet too. [He says simply back, weighing that more heavily as important than Beck's attempt to play hero.]
But stopping that wouldn't've mattered if something happened to you.
[He's honest with it; it's just the two of them and after the short stint that lasted eons in the Prison Dimension alone? He's willing to be a little more open and honest with his loved ones.]
So.. What, he had it on some kind of death switch or something?
[Leo being more open after the last two months of being squirrely feels... odd. Peter is surprised, and relieved in equal measure. He missed his boyfriend being open with him. He squeezes Leo's hand in his own gently.] I'd love to talk about the greater good or whatever right now, but, same. I dunno what I'd do if you were gone.
I think his suit was just recording everything. I don't know how he could've spliced any of that footage. I think he had a team or something somewhere. Otherwise he didn't actually die.
I saw him die. [Peter makes a face. Openly disquieted again. He never wanted Beck to die. He would rather the guy be in jail somewhere.] I sat with Beck until Fury came to get him.
He was... pretty dead. I deactivated all the drones and kept asking the AI in the glasses what was real. He revoked his access though, just so no one could use the glasses.
[Normally cuss words in the Hamato household are reserved for "humanity destroying level enemy from beyond human comprehension". Leo thinks Peter having to watch someone who tried to kill him die and then sit with the body until it was taken fits that just fine.
He'll take the moment to climb up and sit next to him on the bed. And then carefully envelop Peter in his arms. He's gotten a few inches taller and he's glad for it now, when it makes it easier to tuck Peter up against him.]
Right. So. Whenever you need it, ask. We'll let you know we're real.
[And for all his bravado, he sounds like he means that. He buries his face in Peter's hair, not caring at all that it definitely still has that lingering smell of chicken noodle soup.]
[Peter just presses his face against Leo's shoulder, just trying to keep himself here and relaxed.]
Thank you- I- I dunno how long May will wanna be here. Or what's gonna happen next. [The uncertainty is scary. Peter doesn't like it.] I don't wanna put you guys in danger either. Not with this.
I'm really wishing we could just have like a normal year. Just one would be really nice.
[He presses a kiss against Leo's shoulder, reluctant to actually go anywhere.] I'd really just like to lay here forever, but I need to find pants before May gets here.
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Peter is wary of wearing actual soup on his boyfriend's bed. He settles down, just in his boxers and binder for now, comfortable enough with Leo for that.]
He kept making me hear you. Like you were nearby. I kept- looking and couldn't find you. I'd hear you laugh, or like you calling for me.
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What? [He sounds almost stricken as he asks that. Someone was using him to mess with Peter? And the guy fucking knew where they all were- That they even existed?
He'd say the guy was bluffing, but if he was using Leo's voice...
He moves to crouch down in front of Peter, a little lower than eye-level.]
Whoever that Beck guy was? Glad he's gone.
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I'm sorry. I dunno if he ever found the lair or not, I tried to ask, but he just laughed in my face. Its my fault he even knew about you guys. [The guilt of endangering Leo and the rest of his family has been eating at Peter for a long time.]
I wish it hadn't gone that way, he just- he wouldn't listen. [Peter looks at Leo, biting the inside of his cheek before speaking again.] Lemme just- finish what happened, real quick, just...
[He digs his hands into his hair, explaining how the class trip was hijacked by Fury, the next attack, then giving Beck the glasses.] MJ made me realize he was lying, and I chased after him.
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He's listening, yeah but his brain going a mile a minute. He rests his arms folded over Peter's knees, if he lets Leo.]
MJ's always had a good head on her. [She liked Peter after all, so Leo can trust her.] Then what?
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[He hesitates for a moment, opening and closing his mouth as he clicks his teeth together. His expression becomes distant, disquiet creeping to the surface. He's focusing on the weight of Leo to stay present.] We fought, as much as you can fight when someone is casting illusions around you. I couldn't... I couldn't see past them. With the glasses he had enough drones to just do anything I guess.
He kept just killing you. I couldn't do anything to stop it. I couldn't even reach out to you either, so I wasn't sure what was and wasn't real.
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But it's clear the horror dawning on him when Peter says they went to an abandoned warehouse. Even moreso when Peter continues.
He's no stranger to illusion trickery because of Hypno, but even Hypno never went that far or that hard.]
What do you mean, couldn't reach out to me? [he always had his phone and, barring that, then ninp-
Ohhh fuck. The Krang sealed their ninpo. And then Leo cut himself off with the portal. His stomach drops out and he almost clings to Peter's leg.]
I'm right here.
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I know, I know you are. [Shame creeps across his features.] I'm having a really hard time telling what's real and isn't sometimes, I'm sorry.
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[No wonder Peter didn't talk to him about any of this. That shame and apologetic feeling he always gets when Raph lectures him is creeping in for a different source and reason now. Being frustrated he was left out of the loop doesn't compare to the enormity of ... this.
He instantly reaches out his ninpo as well, electric blue wrapping around the threads.]
Did the guys tell you about the ninpo?
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Yeah, they did. It helped a little. Gave me an idea of what was going on. Knowing what was happening here gave me a better idea of a lot of stuff.
[He wants to curl up with Leo, but he's more than aware he's going to have to help May, and join in to figure that out. He needs to shove everything back into place.]
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So. He did all that. [Not saying 'what' to help where he can here.] Then what happened?
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I didn't really see it until he dropped the illusion, but, uhm. [Avoiding eye contact now out of discomfort.] I was hit with a train.
[He tries to press past it.] I got in the train, and I was fine. I just ended up in the Netherlands and had to call Happy for help.
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[Sorry his voice is going up those higher octaves, arms stretched out for exclamation]
HE HIT YOU? WITH A TRAIN?
[Reel it back, stop. Slow down and breathe. Just his boyfriend mentally tortured by a egomaniac nerd with images of his own death and then HIT BY A TRAIN.]
Sorry. Sorry. [Breathe again. He gingerly rest a hand on Peter's knee again.]
So. Happy got you. Brought you back.
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[He carefully places a hand over Leo's own.]
Yeah, he- helped. It was about the nicest Happy's really ever been. We tracked down Mysterio to London and- [Peter gives a summary of the fight, not really mincing details given its Leo. He promised he'd give him everything.]
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But the fight is brutal and one he wishes he could've helped with. But no, he had to go get himself fucked up with a homicidal alien that almost killed him.]
Jeez. And we couldn't've helped.
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It wasn't as important as stopping the Krang. You guys saved the planet, hell, every other planet too. [He says simply back, weighing that more heavily as important than Beck's attempt to play hero.]
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[He's honest with it; it's just the two of them and after the short stint that lasted eons in the Prison Dimension alone? He's willing to be a little more open and honest with his loved ones.]
So.. What, he had it on some kind of death switch or something?
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I think his suit was just recording everything. I don't know how he could've spliced any of that footage. I think he had a team or something somewhere. Otherwise he didn't actually die.
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What a dick. Like, really just - You don't think he still is alive though?
[Does he need to move those glasses to Donnie's comic containment?]
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He was... pretty dead. I deactivated all the drones and kept asking the AI in the glasses what was real. He revoked his access though, just so no one could use the glasses.
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[Normally cuss words in the Hamato household are reserved for "humanity destroying level enemy from beyond human comprehension". Leo thinks Peter having to watch someone who tried to kill him die and then sit with the body until it was taken fits that just fine.
He'll take the moment to climb up and sit next to him on the bed. And then carefully envelop Peter in his arms. He's gotten a few inches taller and he's glad for it now, when it makes it easier to tuck Peter up against him.]
Right. So. Whenever you need it, ask. We'll let you know we're real.
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Thank you, thank you. [He manages to stop himself from saying it was dumb, just trying to focus on Leo.] I'm probably gonna need it more than I like.
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[And for all his bravado, he sounds like he means that. He buries his face in Peter's hair, not caring at all that it definitely still has that lingering smell of chicken noodle soup.]
We'll look after you and May long as you need it.
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Thank you- I- I dunno how long May will wanna be here. Or what's gonna happen next. [The uncertainty is scary. Peter doesn't like it.] I don't wanna put you guys in danger either. Not with this.
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[It's only been a few months but he's been working doubletime on that compartmentalization.]
Either way. You know you're welcome any time, long as you need. If something happens from that... Eh. We'll figure it out.
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[He presses a kiss against Leo's shoulder, reluctant to actually go anywhere.] I'd really just like to lay here forever, but I need to find pants before May gets here.
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