@foggybees [Peter nods again.]
uh.. yeah. i think. it’s been- a long time since i’ve had a bath.
[he mumbles, then realizes how that sounds.]
not to say i don’t shower! cause i do.
@foggybees [The eyes of Peter’s mask close when Bee grabs his chin. He hadn’t felt such gentle touch since.. well since MJ. he sighs.]
guess that makes sense. thanks- by the way.
@foggybees ..you don’t know what i look like. you don’t even know my actual /name/.
[He chuckles, but it sounds slightly sad. he winces as Bee prods at the injury again.]
i wouldn’t call that knowing.
@foggybees [Peter snorts.]
it’s not that i don’t /need/ anyone. more like i don’t have anyone. not anyone who knows me at least. beneath- this.
[He gestures at his mask. his voice is still that same light tone but it’s quieter now.]
@foggybees [Peter only grimaced as Bee dug the bullet out. he gripped his thighs, his eyes squeezed shut.]
i- i can sleep fine at my apartment. less of a chance of you seein my face anyway
@foggybees just do it, i can handle it.
[Peter mumbles, bowing his head and looking at the wall.]
i gotta get back on patrol at some point so i don’t know about staying the night-
@foggybees [Peter looked away, clenching his hands in his lap. he didn’t want to grab something and break it on accident.]
it’s alright. i can patch it up fine! and- clothes might be nice. my suits all wet and bloody..
@foggybees eh- gotta pitch of that hole anyway. it’s fine.
[He shrugs, looking away from Bee. he was blushing hard under the mask. it was hard not to when he had the full attention of a pretty guy. he pulled the top part of his suit off, letting it bunch around his waist. his mask stayed.]
@foggybees i’ve dealt with worse, i can handle it! let me- pull the suit down? would that make it easier?
[the eyes of his mask widen as he stares at Bee. he sits on the chair, tilting his head.]
@foggybees [Peter smiled under the mask. the eyes of his mask narrow, his hand clutching his left arm. the bullet was lodged in his bicep, a clear hole ripped in his suit and muscles.]
i appreciate it. tea sounds good. it’s- surprisingly cold out tonight.
@foggybees [Peter steps in, grimacing at the water and grime he’s dragging in.]
sorry- i’m a bit of a mess.
[He laughs. his voice is light, quiet. he’s clearly young.]
if i could get the bullet out myself i would but ya know..