[ Ah, okay, this one’s not bad, actually. Pretty over the top and ridiculous, but it’s kind of up Peter’s alley.
(Even if one of the romance plots is actually kind of obnoxious. Peter likes will-they-won’t-theys, but come on.)
And it’s weird, how— comfortable this is, how familiar. Sometimes he’d have dinners like this with Mom, watching Alf or Who’s the Boss? or whatever was on TV when she had a later shift. Background noise as they talked about their days, as Peter hemmed and hawed over whether or not the other boys at school were treating him poorly. As Mom pretended to not be exhausted from a long day at work.
But it's different, of course. Because it's Gamora. Because she's warm against his side, and sometimes their shoulders brush. Sometimes Peter has to tune out the TV to mess with the pillows so they're both comfortable. Sometimes when she doesn't finish her dinner, he'll snag a bite from her plate without thinking.
Currently, Peter snorts out a derisive noise. ]
"On a break."
[ He echoes it in a throaty sort of voice, corners turning down in an exaggerated scowl. He stabs at a few pieces of pasta with his fork, bringing it to his mouth. He chews for a few seconds before saying around the bite, ]
no subject
(Even if one of the romance plots is actually kind of obnoxious. Peter likes will-they-won’t-theys, but come on.)
And it’s weird, how— comfortable this is, how familiar. Sometimes he’d have dinners like this with Mom, watching Alf or Who’s the Boss? or whatever was on TV when she had a later shift. Background noise as they talked about their days, as Peter hemmed and hawed over whether or not the other boys at school were treating him poorly. As Mom pretended to not be exhausted from a long day at work.
But it's different, of course. Because it's Gamora. Because she's warm against his side, and sometimes their shoulders brush. Sometimes Peter has to tune out the TV to mess with the pillows so they're both comfortable. Sometimes when she doesn't finish her dinner, he'll snag a bite from her plate without thinking.
Currently, Peter snorts out a derisive noise. ]
"On a break."
[ He echoes it in a throaty sort of voice, corners turning down in an exaggerated scowl. He stabs at a few pieces of pasta with his fork, bringing it to his mouth. He chews for a few seconds before saying around the bite, ]
That's not how that works.
[ how would u know, peter. ]