[peter looks up to find that isaac is right there, looking at him like he's got a dozen things to say and zero words to use. he thinks he should say something too, thank isaac for patching up his arm, express some of the relief that's obvious in the slump of his shoulders. instead, he watches isaac's tongue trace the outline of his mouth.
he's too tired to think very hard about anything, so he closes the last few inches of distance and kisses isaac instead.]
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he's too tired to think very hard about anything, so he closes the last few inches of distance and kisses isaac instead.]