@OfSomberSoum ~ just like Uncle Ben...Just like dad...He wanted to trust him, wanted to give in and let his brother comfort him like when they were kids.
"Tell me. Tell me why she looks at you like she does."
Do you ever have those days where it feels like everything you've grown to know is based on a few little lies. Like a building built on weak foundations, where everything looked fine until they started crack and crumble.
After @OfSomberSoum's return, Peter had questioned his~
@OfSomberSoum ~ fingers to stop their nervous fidgeting. God he hated that dumb habit...He hated that, of all people, he was nervous around his brother. His big brother who sounded so concerned for Peter.
Oh how he'd missed that...That protectiveness that lingered in a male voice. He sounded~
@OfSomberSoum ~ give in and trust him so bad! But life had taught him better. There was a reason for May's protectiveness. There was a reason she wanted to keep Peter away.
Until he knew, Peter would shove that desire to throw himself at his brother and bear hug the crap out of him waaay~