Do you want me to go fucking trash your lights?

Gabriel stared at the text message he’d received for a good five minutes before finally replying to it.

( What? )

He sighs softly as he watches the scar appear on the other man's face as he sleeps, because he knows that it's one of the few things in the world that he can't fix.

For God's sake, Peter; I got you a phone with a full keyboard: USE IT!

"Nobody asks to be a hero, it just sometimes turns out that way."
Black Hawk Down

”I’ve always wanted to be a hero. Saving lives and all that. Like Spiderman, or Superman. Or Batman, even. He’s cool, too,” Peter told him with a soft laugh as he took a swig of his beer. “I just want to do something, you know? Change…save the world; somehow.”

( Read more... )

Peter?

I know we don't technically need one, but I still think we need to get a new car. Or two.

He's so mortal. I can't lose him. I can't. It's not fair. He shouldn't be this way. I have to fix him. I need to fix him...

In every age, money could buy you whatever you want. It could buy you goods, all sorts of goods, anything you could ever desire. It could buy you love, though it might not be true love, it was enough for some. And in their case, in that moment, it could buy them silence, and that was what they needed most. The only thing that money supposedly ( Read more... )

”I’m going to be going away for a long weekend next month, is that alright with you, Peter?”
( Gabriel looked up from his paper... )

Gabriel had to admit, when Peter had suggested that they go on a camping trip he hadn’t exactly been thrilled. He’d never been camping, at least not that he could remember, but the whole idea of it didn’t have any appeal to him either, so he’d never had reason to go. Peter had asked though, and the excited smile that had radiated from him when he’d ( Read more... )

“Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.” - Dr. Seuss

Gabriel had always tried to put off the thought that both he and Peter would outlive their children, and almost everyone else they knew. He knew it all along that they would, but he always put it out of his mind, focusing on the fact that they were there.

( He was sitting on the steps of Sacre Cæur )