just talk to me for now? i dropped wade from the sky the last time this happened and he kept me company. pretty sure you wouldn't survive hitting the pavement like he did.
you know... i don't know. i have a spider's ability to take a fall but never tested how far up that can be from. advantage is i can catch myself but i'm here to talk.
have you thought to make plans for this like every week to get away from others?
i... don't really want to find out if you can withstand a fall like that? people come back to life here but... i don't want to. no. not thinking about that.
i don't want to wake up and find you gone like i did wade. to just... not feel you there anymore. i know it's a risk with the connection i made for us but... i can't imagine myself without it now. without being able to feel you there.
i don't think you know how much of my day i spend just knowing you're there. and i like that. i don't want to lose that. being in jail was awful, even if i could text you.
As always with Nate, it doesn't really matter where Peter is, because he can be there within his mind in a matter of seconds.
Coming up behind him, arms wrap around Peter, face pressing between shoulder blades as hands gently clutch at the man's chest. Telepathically, of course, but. Nate's pretty good at making this all seem and feel real.
There's a small part of Peter's mind that knows it's not them physically together and yet that's part of what means the most to him. They are always close to one another and that connection lets that happen and makes it so they can always have this.
"I don't ever want to lose this," he whispers, his hand moving to cover Nate's, stroking his fingers over his hand. "I don't want to lose you."
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no is acceptable, or later even.
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you know... i don't know. i have a spider's ability to take a fall but never tested how far up that can be from.
advantage is i can catch myself but i'm here to talk.
have you thought to make plans for this like every week to get away from others?
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just saying.
shit. sorry.
nate, won't happen. i wouldn't. i would catch myself. promise.
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I don't want it for you either. you know that, right?
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because i will do all i can. this place may change that but i won't take chances.
if that makes sense.
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but
i am going to do everything i can, nate.
waking up back in this place was shocking and we had to deal with all that other stuff but it meant i was here. with you.
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i haven't seen signs of mutants or heard of them at all in my world. not in any form.
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( because his time might be up already. )
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i accept if you wouldn't want to because of people in your own world. we don't even know if we can ever do that but if we could...
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We know it can be done. Just this place screws with it, I think. Those kind of magics.
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i don't want to be without you. i don't want to have to say goodbye to you like that again.
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because i never want it to happen.
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and i like that. i don't want to lose that. being in jail was awful, even if i could text you.
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Coming up behind him, arms wrap around Peter, face pressing between shoulder blades as hands gently clutch at the man's chest. Telepathically, of course, but. Nate's pretty good at making this all seem and feel real.
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"I don't ever want to lose this," he whispers, his hand moving to cover Nate's, stroking his fingers over his hand. "I don't want to lose you."
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