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[ Ah, yes, this is quite a height deficit to overcome. ]

You're too damn short.

[ -- which is all the warning Charlie will get before Peter pulls him closer, dipping down to kiss him fully. ]

[animated]

[ He should probably take offense to that, or at least pretend to, but he really doesn't give a fuck. Not with Peter kissing him. It's easy to forget how angry he was earlier in the face of that feeling- pure, warm contentment- crashing over him like waves. ]

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[ In a moment or two, Peter will marvel at how much self-control he evidently has to deny himself this -- this sensation of being complete and whole and so, so, so fucking satisfied. This need to be with him -- it's more visceral, instinctive, than anything.

But if this keeps up? It's definitely going elsewhere. Preferably somewhere with a mattress.

Because fuck, Charlie is a good kisser. ]

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[ It very well might go elsewhere, because fuck if Charlie hasn't been thinking about this since the warehouse.

But there's also the fact that Peter just got the shit beat out of him, so he reluctantly- very very reluctantly- pulls away. ]

Those guys did a number on you. You sure you're okay?

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[ oh goddammit, guess who's making a frustrated noise the second Charlie pulls away? Guess who's trying to follow after him, at least until he talks. ]

Yeah, I'm fine.

] Because he feels so fucking drunk on whatever this stupid, wonderful, lovely feeling is, enough so that it's dulling all the little aches and bruises, numbing all the little sharp twinges of pain from the cuts and nicks on his face and hands.

He'll feel it all soon enough, but right now he just doesn't care.

It occurs to him then, though, that he'd gotten in a couple good hits on Charlie, that the bouncers weren't exactly gentle when they'd gotten kicked out. So-- ]

I didn't-- what about you? You alright?

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[ Oh, he would love nothing more than to kiss Peter for the rest of forever, but someone has to be practical here ]

Nothing worse than falling out of the sky and landing on some poor guy who just happens to be there.

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[ He exhales, something like a laugh, and offers Charlie one of his more genuine smiles -- small, slightly crooked, but entirely earnest. ]

What're the chances, huh? Good thing you pissed off that mysterious wizard.

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[ He is utterly charmed by that smile, and his own expression softens in return ]

I guess it was meant to be.

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[ -- sorry, bro, Peter's gonna wrinkle his nose at that. ]

Had to ruin the moment with something gross, huh?

[animated]

Sorry. I'll try to keep the grossness down to a minimum.

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Do or do not. [ He trails off with the quote, and his expression sobers. ]

Seriously, though. I mean, are you okay? I know I got in a hit or two...

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I slammed into a chair pretty good, so my back is kind of tender. I probably have some pretty good bruises already.

[ And here he smirks a little ] ... You're welcome to kiss them better, if you'd like.

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[ He matches Charlie's smirk with one of his own and pulls him in closer, hands on his hips. ]

Yeah? Pretty sure that's somethin' I could do.

[animated]

Mm. As much fun as playing doctor is, we should probably leave the medbay.

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-- Right. Probably.

[ Although he doesn't seem all too inclined to move from his current position. ]

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[ Charlie just sighs and rolls his eyes, grabbing Peter by the wrist and leading him out ] Come on Romeo.

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[ He allows himself to be led, quiet for most of the way. Until-- ]

I'm-- um. Sorry. About the shit I pulled.

[animated]

... I--- I'm not going to tell you it's okay, because it was seriously, well, not. But I do get it.

I'm just--- thanks. For finally listening.

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One of the things you should know about me is that my life has pretty much just been one giant fuck-up after another, so.

[animated]

Is that meant to dissuade me, or-?

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I mean-- sort of? Part explanation for-- all the shit I've done lately. And part warning, I guess? For anything I pull later.

[ He shrugs sort of helplessly. ]

I can't guarantee I'm-- not gonna flip out on you again.

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How about we take this one day at a time? Does that work for you?

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[ He's quiet for a long moment (because some part of him still doesn't know what the fuck he's getting into, and he's scared.

He feels like he's lost control of some part of him, like some weird thing called destiny has taken the reins, and he sort of doesn't like that feeling. Like he doesn't have a choice in the matter.

But-- another part of him thinks, if he has to be with anyone? He's really fucking glad it's Charlie. He just wishes he would've been able to charm him on his own, without that weird, alien, biological intervention.)

but at length, he nods. ]

... Yeah. Think I can manage it.

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I can't ask for anything more.

[ He has no idea where this is going to take them, but if nothing else, he's glad for the chance to make this work.

But this point, they've been standing outside the door to Charlie's room for a while, considering how small the ship is. He gives Peter a smile and tugs him inside. ] Well, aside from that you get in here like five minutes ago.

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[ He makes a show of sighing as he's pulled in. ]

Nag, nag, nag. Is this how it's gonna be?