[The thought makes Peter frown a little, his loyalties divided in a way. He actually knows the turtles, wherein he only knows of Mr. Stark. Someone he idolizes.
He sighs, sinking back a little.] He did ask me- a lot of questions about if I worked alone. I said yes, since, I dunno, it felt weird and wrong to bring you guys up to him.
Then moves to carefully settle on the bed next to him, legs crossed. He's not- Leo isn't mad, not really. He just feels a little protective. That's normal to feel for your best friend, right? That you want him to not be taken advantage of, you want him safe. That Leo would want to fight alongside him the rest of their lives and oh god he knows what the feeling is and why he was so upset that Peter never answered.
He closes his hands into fists against his legs just watching Peter for now instead while he has this absolutely horrific (great?) realization.]
I- I know um. Me and the guys appreciate that. A lot.
I think Mr. Stark is cool, but- he isn't obligated to get everything about my life from like two conversations. [He says seriously enough, before looking at Leo.] You guys are my friends. I want to make sure you're safe.
[Peter unaware of Leo's realization just leans into him a little.]
He gets it now, that sensation a lot of movies have where the hero has a quiet moment with the girl and the cameras and music all stop and the whole world just sort of pauses.
Because that's how it feels right now. Except his pulse won't stop racing suddenly, he hates this actually.
He ccccarefully drapes one arm over Peter's shoulders. Super casual. Like always.]
[Peter just smiles at him a little thinly. Apologetic for his excitement earlier.] I like... filmed a lot of the trip, I was excited to show you guys, but now I feel kinda dumb.
You know we definitely wanna see it. [He bunts his head against Peter's shoulder gently.] If you're having fun in it, we wanna see it. we've never seen anything outside Manhattan.
[Peter just smiles at Leo. The close proximity is nice. He can't place why just yet.]
Like, they're really cool with superheroes. I found a rooftop party... [He explains his very odd stint in Berlin escaping out of the hotel and finding a party.
And his apparent accidental save of a Chancellor.]
[He listens to that. Leo's pretty sure he could get Peter to ramble about other stuff from the trip just to listen to him be excited about things. And the smile just gets Leo smiling back, bright and warm and leaning in more to him.]
Maaannnn that's all super cool. Yeah, you have to tell everyone else about it.
Yeah! I have it filmed so- I can show everyone. [He says brightly, just shifting enough to wrap an arm around Leo a little. His fingertips brush across the turtle's shell in passing.] I filmed some of the fight too, it isn't a lot though.
[As the fingertips brush, Leo has to fight off the instinctive full body shiver (but he's not entirely successful).
Oooh this is going to go badly, he's sure. Not that he has any doubt in his game and who he can pull, but it's different when it's someone he wants to be serious with, someone he actually cares about.]
He cannot fuck this up, he cannot fuck up his friendship over this. But if peter didn't want to crowd him, Leo leans in a little more, arm around his shoulders now.]
Okay, so- [Peter's smile brightens further as he describes the fight, sound effects included. He's just happy to talk to Leo, eager to talk to someone about the Coolest Thing Ever.
At this point the two are sitting very close on the twin sized bed, their knees touching.]
[Knees touching, Leo just feeling natural being all up in Peter's space. But he can't help how he leans in closer as Peter talks, not really realizing just how close their faces are getting.
Must be a turtle thing. But god that's a good smile.]
[Peter hasn't completely realized how close they are. He's just starting to go a little pink at the ears. He likes this. How close they are and how pretty Leo's eyes are.
Oh- uh yeah! He punched me. [He vaguely gestures at his black eye a bit carelessly.] It'll heal though.
[He bites his bottom lip a little nervously. A tentative hand settles against Leo's knee.]
Okay be cool. it's fine. They're friends, and Leo is touchy drapey like this with all his brothers, why would Peter be different, except he likes Peter and he realized that reality about ten minutes ago and Leo is dying wishing he could think of anything that isn't watching Peter bite his lip or how warm his hand feels on his own knee.]
Yeah, you uh. You've got the whole. Super healing thing. That's good.
He sees it happening and- yeah. Yeah, okay, don't fuck it up. All he can hear is his own pulse between his ears as he leans in the rest of the way, a quick chaste press of lips, not sure if he's reading this right.]
Yeah, I'm sure. [He says softly back. He shifts his hand so he can hold onto Leo.]
I think, I've liked you for a while. [The realization feels strange to have, but he just... knows now. A feeling settling over him as he just looks at Leo.]
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Maybe I should have Donnie look at the suit he gave me?
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He sighs, sinking back a little.] He did ask me- a lot of questions about if I worked alone. I said yes, since, I dunno, it felt weird and wrong to bring you guys up to him.
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Then moves to carefully settle on the bed next to him, legs crossed. He's not- Leo isn't mad, not really. He just feels a little protective. That's normal to feel for your best friend, right? That you want him to not be taken advantage of, you want him safe. That Leo would want to fight alongside him the rest of their lives and oh god he knows what the feeling is and why he was so upset that Peter never answered.
He closes his hands into fists against his legs just watching Peter for now instead while he has this absolutely horrific (great?) realization.]
I- I know um. Me and the guys appreciate that. A lot.
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[Peter unaware of Leo's realization just leans into him a little.]
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He gets it now, that sensation a lot of movies have where the hero has a quiet moment with the girl and the cameras and music all stop and the whole world just sort of pauses.
Because that's how it feels right now. Except his pulse won't stop racing suddenly, he hates this actually.
He ccccarefully drapes one arm over Peter's shoulders. Super casual. Like always.]
...Thanks, Peter.
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[He knows showing them that part means he'll get teased at least a bit, but he's comfortable with Leo. Comfortable enough to be that vulnerable.
He's not sure why honestly.] Germany is really weird though.
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Weird how? I wanna hear it.
[it's fine... coming back down from the initial upset and possibly hurting Peter's feelings is fine like this right?
He shifts his weight to lean back against Peter a little.]
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Like, they're really cool with superheroes. I found a rooftop party... [He explains his very odd stint in Berlin escaping out of the hotel and finding a party.
And his apparent accidental save of a Chancellor.]
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Maaannnn that's all super cool. Yeah, you have to tell everyone else about it.
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Oooh this is going to go badly, he's sure. Not that he has any doubt in his game and who he can pull, but it's different when it's someone he wants to be serious with, someone he actually cares about.]
They'll definitely wanna see.
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But now Peter is talking animatedly again, smiling at Leo like he's the most important person in the room.]
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Oh he's done for.
That smile is it, that's the killing blow.
He cannot fuck this up, he cannot fuck up his friendship over this. But if peter didn't want to crowd him, Leo leans in a little more, arm around his shoulders now.]
I wanna hear all of it. Everything.
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At this point the two are sitting very close on the twin sized bed, their knees touching.]
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Must be a turtle thing. But god that's a good smile.]
Wait so - you really fought him. Captain America.
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Oh- uh yeah! He punched me. [He vaguely gestures at his black eye a bit carelessly.] It'll heal though.
[He bites his bottom lip a little nervously. A tentative hand settles against Leo's knee.]
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Okay be cool. it's fine. They're friends, and Leo is touchy drapey like this with all his brothers, why would Peter be different, except he likes Peter and he realized that reality about ten minutes ago and Leo is dying wishing he could think of anything that isn't watching Peter bite his lip or how warm his hand feels on his own knee.]
Yeah, you uh. You've got the whole. Super healing thing. That's good.
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He hesitates, not quite sure if he's pushing this on Leo or if he's reading this right. The fourteen year old leans in.
This is definitely a kiss he's initiating.]
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Oh.
He sees it happening and- yeah. Yeah, okay, don't fuck it up. All he can hear is his own pulse between his ears as he leans in the rest of the way, a quick chaste press of lips, not sure if he's reading this right.]
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He doesn't draw away yet, just looking up at Leo with a gentle hopeful look before kissing him again. An unspoken question hanging between them.
'Is this okay?']
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He isn't sure it's okay - it is for him, there's no question. But Leo knows how he is, he knows what he is, Peter could have so much more than this.]
You sure?
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I think, I've liked you for a while. [The realization feels strange to have, but he just... knows now. A feeling settling over him as he just looks at Leo.]
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I thought I replied to this, oop