Title: After the Storm
Characters/Pairing: Neal, Peter; Gen
Genre/Rating: Fluffy angst. Or angsty fluff. PG.
Word count: 1100
Warnings: None
Notes: This was supposed to be a drabble, for a prompt from
sholio, but apparently I'm not very good at writing things which fit into comment boxs. So I'm posting it as a short fic instead
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And Elizabeth totally took pictures, but she also made them breakfast the next morning when they were being hungover. *g*
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You say that like it's a BAD thing...
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I like how we get little glimpses of what happened to get them there, and of course worried!Peter is always a plus! *g* (I'm talking about the wine looking like blood AND whatever impulsive stunt he pulled this time to help solve the case.)
Favorite bits include for one this exchange: "Least I didn't put my hands down on a load of broken glass."
"I wasn't intending to."
"That's my point." Heee!
And this sentence: Neal holds out his hands obediently and Peter tears open an antiseptic wipe that was apparently in reach and uses it to clean the cuts carefully. For two reasons, actually. One, I really like the image and think it's very sweet. But I also find the “that was apparently in reach” part hilarious on a meta level. *g*
And lastly: Neal leaning on Peter's shoulder and them dropping off to sleep like that - awwwww! :)
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I am such a massive sucker for the "Neal falls asleep on Peter" trope :D But, of course, it's lovely comments like yours that encourage me to keep writing it, so thank you very much! :) I'm really glad that you liked this fic, and the way it fit together. It was fun!
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