[He watches Peter for a moment, soaking in the sight of him. Safe, unharmed, happy...
He's still crying a little, sniffs very adult-like and all before digging through the drawers for Peter's clothes. He has Peter's web slingers on a shelf close by, with what was left of his spare suit. A few photos from the repair efforts and celebratory get togethers once the last of the Krang were driven off. (Leo isn't in the photos though. He was present, but not in the photos themselves)
He comes back a minute later with a pair of sweats and a shirt.]
[The space is definitely lived in, and comfortable. It is everything Peter always wanted for both of them.]
Thank you. [It takes Peter a minute to actually sit up, seeming to struggle just slightly. He presses a hand against his chest, breathing a little unsteadily.]
[Leo's hyperaware of Peter and his motions. He sees Peter having even minute trouble breathing and moves to kneel down in front of him, watching and ready to do whatever he needs. But the tattoos along his flesh arm are clear now, still with the faintest remains of the purple glow, starting to crawl up his neck and jaw.]
Y-yeah. A little over two years. You're all right? Any trouble?
I want to hear it, all of it. [Peter smiles at Leo, just reaching out his free hand to touch his husband's cheek gently. He needs to get dressed, but Leo touching him is grounding.]
That feels... so strange to hear, I hope you know. [He jokes weakly back.] We haven't had time since we were kids.
[Leo is there to help with anything Peter needs, adjusting things a little but...
He's going to cry again, he knows he is. His husband, back, alive in one piece, and wanting him there like all the years before. Leo breaks a little again, climbing up to lay on his side against him.]
Just stay with me, alright? [Sure, he's got a lot of questions, but Leo looks like he's going to keep crying for a very long time. He does what he can to just wrap his arms around Leo to hold him close.] I love you, I'm right here.
[Peter exhales slowly, just closing his eyes tightly as Leo curls around him. Given that reaction... He must have died somehow. He must have died from the curse? The war ended after? Peter isn't sure.
He just presses a desperate kind of kiss against what he can reach of Leo, then another, just trying to ground both of them.]
When... when we're both a little less shocked, I want to know what happened.[He's giving both of them an out right now. Peter isn't sure what happened, he's not sure what his husband did.]
[He lets out a shuddering breath for that. Just... Calm down. Peter's here. He's real. he isn't going anywhere. His skin and muscle won't melt off the bones before they turn to dust if Leo just closes his eyes for a second.]
Right now, it's... Fine. Krang are gone. Everyone's rebuilding, um. We, I. I got this house built after everything we talked about. [SNIFF.] Casey stays with me, he's got his own room upstairs in the attic. H-he's. Not here tonight, he's with April.
But it's... It's good. I go into town sometimes for things. Other times, the others come here for get togethers for a night or two and bring stuff with them.
[Peter's hand finds a spot against Leo's shell, lazily rubbing circles against the surface. He reaches out with his own magic again, his web knitting with Leo's own magic. He can feel the empty space his magic used to occupy.
He presses a kiss against the underside of Leo's jaw, against his neck, his shoulder, just giving him attention.]
It sounds... so nice. Peaceful. [Beyond whatever his husband has been doing to make Peter come back from the dead.] We deserve this peace, this safety. I'm glad Casey is still with you. I know he loves you, Leo.
[He lets out a noise at every kiss Peter presses against him, thankful with every fiber of his being that it worked, that Peter's here to do such a kindness. He pulls Peter closer against him and thumbs circles against his husband's scalp, through those soft curls he dreamed about for two years.
He's definitely crying again. He's getting the feeling he's going to be crying off and on for a long time.]
I love you. I love you so much, Peter. I needed you back... I didn't know what to do.
[Peter just continues peppering Leo with affection, just wanting to reassure the turtle that he's here.
He's content being held close, just finding reassurance that Leo is solid and familiar. The reality he died, that he's back from that makes the brunette start to tear up a little.]
I love you, so, so, so much, Leo. We're going to be okay. I promise.
[He made a similar promise before he left, a reassurance that he would come back to Leo.] I'm sorry I wasn't here. I wish I had been here.
[Even when Peter does find out that he was the reason the war ended, it won't change Peter's mind too much. Is it selfish? Yes. But... he's allowed to be selfish in private.]
[A promise that they're going to be okay. It's enough to get a fresh wave of tears from him, burying his face in Peter's hair with no intention of letting up any time soon. He tightens his grip on his husband for a brief moment before loosening again.]
It's all right. You- What you did, i-it saved everyone. It saved the world.
It was the curse... wasn't it? [He's starting to put a few pieces together. He doesn't know the full extent, but the last thing he remembers is being carried back to medbay Leo after an excursion to their old base.]
[There's no sense in lying about this. Peter's going to find out all the details eventually, either from him directly or picking up hints from everyone and their ninpo.]
Yeah. The... curse. You were in quarantine for two weeks.
Oh. That's... [Much longer than normal. Dangerous levels of long. Peter understands why that happened, he bumped into Drax directly.
He cuddles more into Leo, not that he can get any closer.] That explains a lot.
[He sighs softly.] It ended the war-?
[Someone not watching the medbay meant Peter had time to escape then. even in a delirious state, Peter was still fast, hard to catch. Not that anyone could even touch him then.]
[Without their main base, without their leader who'd been at the base of the blast, the Krang were at a loss. Infighting, mostly, until they left off world to fight in their own ships with more room to maneuver. It gave the Resistance time to set up shields and barriers around and then a stronger offense to start picking off Krang ships as they could.]
I... I'm glad it stopped the war. I wish I hadn't had to die for it. [He is allowed that much, especially given how distraught Leo seems.] I wish I had still been here with you.
[Ah. He hadn't wanted Peter to know that detail just yet, but maybe it was foolish to think Peter wouldn't piece it together. He tightens his hold around Peter to pull him close, protective.]
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He's still crying a little, sniffs very adult-like and all before digging through the drawers for Peter's clothes. He has Peter's web slingers on a shelf close by, with what was left of his spare suit. A few photos from the repair efforts and celebratory get togethers once the last of the Krang were driven off. (Leo isn't in the photos though. He was present, but not in the photos themselves)
He comes back a minute later with a pair of sweats and a shirt.]
Here. I-i kept them for you.
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Thank you. [It takes Peter a minute to actually sit up, seeming to struggle just slightly. He presses a hand against his chest, breathing a little unsteadily.]
I've been gone a long time, haven't I-?
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Y-yeah. A little over two years. You're all right? Any trouble?
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He needs a second to adjust, to being alive, to feeling everything at once.]
Sore. Usually, I was too delirious to tell anyone how much being cursed hurt. This feels about the same.
I doubt I was cursed for two years, or I wouldn't be... me anymore.
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[He rests his hand over Peter's, hesitantly, gingerly. Enough that Peter can shoo him away if he wants.]
Take your time. We've got plenty of time.
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That feels... so strange to hear, I hope you know. [He jokes weakly back.] We haven't had time since we were kids.
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It's all over. Everyone's rebuilding. Healing. You were right. We just needed to hold out hope.
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It's only mildly a struggle. He manages it, breathing out a tired kind of sigh. He shifts to lay back, patting the spot next to him imploringly.]
Lay down with me. I want, I just want to hear everything. I want you to stay with me.
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He's going to cry again, he knows he is. His husband, back, alive in one piece, and wanting him there like all the years before. Leo breaks a little again, climbing up to lay on his side against him.]
I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, I'm here.
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[He clings to Peter, gathering him up in both his arms. He feels his body simply curling around Peter to keep him close.]
I tried everything. For two years, I tried everything, and now you're here, and- and it was worth it. All of it was worth it.
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He just presses a desperate kind of kiss against what he can reach of Leo, then another, just trying to ground both of them.]
When... when we're both a little less shocked, I want to know what happened.[He's giving both of them an out right now. Peter isn't sure what happened, he's not sure what his husband did.]
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Yeah. A few hours or - days or something.
Whatever you need, I just. I just want you here with me.
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[He lets out a shuddering breath for that. Just... Calm down. Peter's here. He's real. he isn't going anywhere. His skin and muscle won't melt off the bones before they turn to dust if Leo just closes his eyes for a second.]
Right now, it's... Fine. Krang are gone. Everyone's rebuilding, um. We, I. I got this house built after everything we talked about. [SNIFF.] Casey stays with me, he's got his own room upstairs in the attic. H-he's. Not here tonight, he's with April.
But it's... It's good. I go into town sometimes for things. Other times, the others come here for get togethers for a night or two and bring stuff with them.
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He presses a kiss against the underside of Leo's jaw, against his neck, his shoulder, just giving him attention.]
It sounds... so nice. Peaceful. [Beyond whatever his husband has been doing to make Peter come back from the dead.] We deserve this peace, this safety. I'm glad Casey is still with you. I know he loves you, Leo.
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[He lets out a noise at every kiss Peter presses against him, thankful with every fiber of his being that it worked, that Peter's here to do such a kindness. He pulls Peter closer against him and thumbs circles against his husband's scalp, through those soft curls he dreamed about for two years.
He's definitely crying again. He's getting the feeling he's going to be crying off and on for a long time.]
I love you. I love you so much, Peter. I needed you back... I didn't know what to do.
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He's content being held close, just finding reassurance that Leo is solid and familiar. The reality he died, that he's back from that makes the brunette start to tear up a little.]
I love you, so, so, so much, Leo. We're going to be okay. I promise.
[He made a similar promise before he left, a reassurance that he would come back to Leo.] I'm sorry I wasn't here. I wish I had been here.
[Even when Peter does find out that he was the reason the war ended, it won't change Peter's mind too much. Is it selfish? Yes. But... he's allowed to be selfish in private.]
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It's all right. You- What you did, i-it saved everyone. It saved the world.
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Yeah. The... curse. You were in quarantine for two weeks.
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He cuddles more into Leo, not that he can get any closer.] That explains a lot.
[He sighs softly.] It ended the war-?
[Someone not watching the medbay meant Peter had time to escape then. even in a delirious state, Peter was still fast, hard to catch. Not that anyone could even touch him then.]
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It did. The Technodrome, gone like that.
[Without their main base, without their leader who'd been at the base of the blast, the Krang were at a loss. Infighting, mostly, until they left off world to fight in their own ships with more room to maneuver. It gave the Resistance time to set up shields and barriers around and then a stronger offense to start picking off Krang ships as they could.]
It saved everything.
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It doesn't matter. You're here now.
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