Peter's apartment, NYC, Thursday evening

[repeterpetrelli]

Peter hadn't been counting down the hours until Sam got there. That was far too non-specific. Counting the minutes was much more accurate.

That sort of thing could drive a person nuts, but Peter kept himself busy by cleaning up his apartment, stocking his kitchen with Sam's favorite foods, and planning all the sexual positions they could try

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[psychic_wonder]

Sam had been counting down all day too, although he'd limited himself to half hour marks. He'd been thinking about Peter since they made these plans, trying to come up with ideas for things they could do together, but the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to go with Peter's idea of just staying in and being with each other. When he got to the apartment, he thought about letting himself in, but knocked instead.

[repeterpetrelli]

Peter checked the peephole, then opened the door. "Sam! Hey! Did you lose your key?"

[psychic_wonder]

"Hey," Sam said. He still hadn't gotten past breaking into a goofy grin every time he laid eyes on Peter, but he figured that was okay. "No, I have it, I just wasn't sure what you'd be doing. I figured knocking would be safer."

[repeterpetrelli]

"I was waiting for you," Peter said. He tried to pull Sam into a hug. "I'm glad you're here. Trip go okay?"

[psychic_wonder]

"Yup. Totally uneventful," Sam said, more than happy to hug and be hugged. "I'm glad to be here. Is it stupid to say I've missed you?"

[repeterpetrelli]

"I hope not, because that's what I was going to say to you," Peter replied.

[psychic_wonder]

Sam grinned, and gave Peter a kiss, going in for a second one before he could stop himself. "I really, really missed you. Thank you for letting me come."

[repeterpetrelli]

Peter kissed Sam back. "I really, really missed you too. But my kisses aren't that good."

[psychic_wonder]

It took Sam a moment to realize what Peter meant, and then he was pulling away and blushing. "I meant for letting me come to New York."

[repeterpetrelli]

"Oh, that too," Peter said with a grin. "You can really stay all weekend? I have you all to myself?"

[psychic_wonder]

Sam laughed. "Yes, I'm yours all weekend. I hope you won't get tired of me."

[repeterpetrelli]

"Not a chance," Peter said. "I have months and months to catch up on."

[psychic_wonder]

"You still feel okay, right?" Sam asked. "You still remember everything?"

[repeterpetrelli]

"Still okay, still alive, still love you," Peter confirmed.

[psychic_wonder]

"Good," Sam said, putting his hands on Peter's hips. "And you were okay last weekend, right? Nothing weird happened to you?"

[repeterpetrelli]

Peter nuzzled Sam's cheek. "Nothing but missing my boyfriend something fierce."