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Who: Peter & Gabe.
What: Snuggling. Healing.
Where: Gabe's room.
When: January 19th, 7 am.
Peter left Az's room feeling rather drained, and tired. So much healing he's done in the past few days. He'd no doubt his tiredness was due to him being a halfling. Despite that, he liked to help out wherever he could. Made him feel is if he was back at his office, caring for the feebled and pained.
As he continued down the hall, he paused outside Gabriel's door. Likely his boyfriend would still be asleep - hell, any sensible person would be at this hour - and suddenly the thought of returning to his own bed wasn't quite as appealing. He checked the doorknob, and was pleased to find it unlocked. With a sneaky playful grin, he snuck inside as quietly as he could.
Gabriel was lying with his back to the window, and Peter bit back a giggle. The rising sunlight was intruding on beauty sleep, and Gabriel was pouting, which made him look all the more adorable. His chest and stomach were in shadow, but even so, Peter noticed the tattoo immediately. Intrigued he snuck closer and kneeled by the bed to peer closer. He pondered its meaning amidst the graceful swirls and angry, horn-looking ends. He made a mental note to inquire about it at a more decent hour.
Despite his tiredness and feeling as if he'd be asleep before his head the pillow, he spent a minute more watching Gabriel. He looked so peaceful, aside from the pouting brought on by the sun, so relaxed. Peter smiled and, after moving aside the covers, slipped beneath them. As quietly as he possibly could manage, he snuggled up to Gabriel, head resting on the other's shoulder, and closed his eyes.
What: Snuggling. Healing.
Where: Gabe's room.
When: January 19th, 7 am.
Peter left Az's room feeling rather drained, and tired. So much healing he's done in the past few days. He'd no doubt his tiredness was due to him being a halfling. Despite that, he liked to help out wherever he could. Made him feel is if he was back at his office, caring for the feebled and pained.
As he continued down the hall, he paused outside Gabriel's door. Likely his boyfriend would still be asleep - hell, any sensible person would be at this hour - and suddenly the thought of returning to his own bed wasn't quite as appealing. He checked the doorknob, and was pleased to find it unlocked. With a sneaky playful grin, he snuck inside as quietly as he could.
Gabriel was lying with his back to the window, and Peter bit back a giggle. The rising sunlight was intruding on beauty sleep, and Gabriel was pouting, which made him look all the more adorable. His chest and stomach were in shadow, but even so, Peter noticed the tattoo immediately. Intrigued he snuck closer and kneeled by the bed to peer closer. He pondered its meaning amidst the graceful swirls and angry, horn-looking ends. He made a mental note to inquire about it at a more decent hour.
Despite his tiredness and feeling as if he'd be asleep before his head the pillow, he spent a minute more watching Gabriel. He looked so peaceful, aside from the pouting brought on by the sun, so relaxed. Peter smiled and, after moving aside the covers, slipped beneath them. As quietly as he possibly could manage, he snuggled up to Gabriel, head resting on the other's shoulder, and closed his eyes.