( Rainy day in bed )

( More comfortable in your arms )

Peter had been dozing off and on since he got home.  The pain meds always did that to him, just like when his arm had been injured last month.  He wasn't happy about being in the fog of pain pills yet again, even if bite wounds hurt like hell--he wouldn't stay on them long, just for a day or two.  He opened his eyes, watching what Bennet was doing ( Read more... )

( There were going to have to move... )

Peter only ice skated once a year if that, and he wasn't all that good, so he didn't know how it would go trying to keep Elle on her feet the first time. But he'd try. It would be fun too. He'd always had fun ice skating, and he was sure Elle would too ( Read more... )

Peter hadn't been sleeping very well--just having a hard time falling asleep and staying there. It didn't have anything to do with not being in his own bed or having Bennet there, though usually that helped, just some nights he couldn't shut his brain off and relax enough to go to sleep. It just happened sometimes ( Read more... )

There were rain clouds swirling in the sky and blocking out the moonlight and the stars, making the shadows darker, but there was yet to be any actual rain. It was the thick warmth of the air kept below the surface by the clouds in anticipation of a storm that hadn't started yet. It made every breath feel coated with humidity, and the wind ( Read more... )

Peter fell off of his bed more as a kid, and as he grew up, it became less frequent. He didn't think about it much at home because his bed was big enough that he'd just wake up in a funny position still on the bed because there was enough room for that. It wasn't that he felt crowded or anything, not consciously, but it just meant that there wasn ( Read more... )

This had to be one of the stupidest things that had ever happened to him. Having lived in New York his whole life, Peter knew how the city worked. He'd had his pocket picked before. He'd nearly been mugged. He'd definitely been caught in a bad part of town at the wrong time. This one just topped it all though. It wasn't the end of the world, ( Read more... )

Peter had the day off because he was going to be working all weekend, which was nice. He'd been busy all morning, but the afternoon was a little slower. He was waiting for Elle, and considering she had been bugging him to tell her what was going on, he was more nervous about telling her than he was about telling Nathan. It wasn't that he was ( Read more... )