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[neonleon]

[He starts to chase after that kiss even hearing the oven timer. But then Peter does pull away properly and goes to get it. Instead, Leo sits casually at the table, rubbing at his stub to massage it a bit but smiling at his boyfriend.]

I think I'll be biased no matter what.

[heyunderoos]

Biased emotionally, but if something is gross, you're not going to hide it. [Peter points out casually as he rests the tray on the free space he left on the top of the oven.]

You love me, but you're not going to pretend something terrible tastes great to spare my feelings.

[neonleon]

Okay well now I feel like this is a challenge. I won't do it today but just you wait.

[heyunderoos]

Do you really want that to be a challenge, baby? [He has to ask somewhat dryly back as he moves to turn the oven off. They just need to wait for the baked latkes to cool down.]

[neonleon]

You are going to learn that I can make almost anything into a challenge.

[heyunderoos]

So, you're going to live with eating something bad I made and pretending you really like it then? [He has to ask, since this is going to be more of a Leo problem than a Peter problem.]

[neonleon]

We just don't know. We'll find out, won't we?

[heyunderoos]

You are incredibly ridiculous and hot, I don't know how you manage it. [Unsurprisingly, Peter has it bad for this man. He waves an oven mit over the cooling latkes.]

[neonleon]

I dunno, how do you manage it? Because you're the same.

[heyunderoos]

[Peter laughs a little at the reversal.] I dunno about hot, but, ridiculous, yes. Considering, I've made this many latkes in a short amount of time.

[neonleon]

You are in fact hot, no further questions.

[heyunderoos]

[Peter snorts at that.] Okay, okay, I'll take it.

[He's going to find the tongs he set aside.] These are still hot, but I think you could break it apart to cool it down quicker?

[neonleon]

[Watching that closely.]

We'll seeeeeee...... They look good though.

[heyunderoos]

[He finds the tongs, plucking up the still hot latke, fumbling to find a plate in the disaster that is the countertops. This potato based journey means their kitchen needs some help.]

I'm hopeful they actually are, dunno about the texture.

[neonleon]

Have some faith in yourself, they're great.

[Just. so pleased watching him.]

[heyunderoos]

I'll have faith in a second when I can find a plate.

[A plate is acquired. Peter probably should have grabbed the plate first instead of fumbling around with the tongs and the latke, but there isn't much thought in the moment.

He deposits the latke onto the plate, breaking it in half with the tongs. HE moves to bring the plate over to Leo.] Here.

[neonleon]

[Leo rests his chin on his hand, elbow on the table watching Peter. Watching him move, breathe, be himself. It feels nice to watch after everything else that's happened. This feels normal. Needed.]

Have faith in my judgement then?

[heyunderoos]

Always. [Peter says easily in kind, setting the tongs aside for now. He'll try one of the baked latkes soon enough. He's just enjoying this moment with his boyfriend. This sense of normalcy settling between them.]

[neonleon]

[And Leo is enjoying watching him, taking in this quiet sort of calm.]

You're really doing okay?

[heyunderoos]

[The question throws Peter off a little.] Is it because I made so many latkes?

[He hasn't completely adjusted to their new normal, but, he's trying to settle back into their rhythm.]

[neonleon]

I mean, partly that. Partly just... checking. Since, I didn't yet.

[heyunderoos]

To be fair, I told Casey I'd make some with him, and I want it perfect. [That is the easier answer to tackle first. Less... emotionally wrought.]

I'm okay. Still... seeing how I feel about stuff. [He fidgets a little in place. Not entirely sure what to say.]

Did... Rue talk to you at all?

[neonleon]

...Talk to me about what, specifically?

[They do talk a lot, but the last few weeks have felt like a blur since his arm happened. He's starting to come out of the funk properly now, but conversations are still like a fog over his mind.]

If it was about you, I don't think they did.

[heyunderoos]

[Peter has the biggest urge to just stuff his face with a latke and pretend he didn't say anything at all.

Unfortunately, his boyfriend would 1000% not let it go by without investigating. On top of it not being very honest.]

I... figured I'd ask, since, we all kind of just go to Rue to talk about each other when things are like... not good?

I kind of freaked out a little. I'm fine now, though.

[neonleon]

['Talk about each other' wait... is that what they're all doing? Leo just kinda talks to himself but....

Aside from The Big Conversation they all had, what else has he done? He idly picks up a piece of the latke so he has something to do with his hands.]

...I'm glad you're fine now, at least.