( Peter may not have the Paleblood propensity towards a boost of empathy, but he's a naturally empathetic person, too β naturally, and then increased over time and as a result of his environment. All it really takes to bring Peter to tears these days is to witness someone else looking, or sounding, upset.
....Which is to say, it's a wonder that between them, no one's started actually crying yet.
But he manages to slightly hold it together, stave the surprised little jolt of emotion at the smallness of the boy, the tenderness of him, and swallows hard at the way Falco's looking up at him now. Something soft and fragile shared between them: some caution with each other β or perhaps for each other. Then comes the offer, and Peter's heart squeezes all over again.
Oh. The older boy's eyelids flutter softly, and thenβ there's a little smile. He still looks close to tears, but that might just be... the nature of this whole afternoon... )
I'd like that.
( Just as gently as he'd touched Falco's shoulder, Peter's fingertips leave it, and he's looking around for a moment before glancing to the sand below. All of it should be in Falco's pocket, he decides; his comfort is what matters, right down to where he wants to physically be. )
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....Which is to say, it's a wonder that between them, no one's started actually crying yet.
But he manages to slightly hold it together, stave the surprised little jolt of emotion at the smallness of the boy, the tenderness of him, and swallows hard at the way Falco's looking up at him now. Something soft and fragile shared between them: some caution with each other β or perhaps for each other. Then comes the offer, and Peter's heart squeezes all over again.
Oh. The older boy's eyelids flutter softly, and thenβ there's a little smile. He still looks close to tears, but that might just be... the nature of this whole afternoon... )
I'd like that.
( Just as gently as he'd touched Falco's shoulder, Peter's fingertips leave it, and he's looking around for a moment before glancing to the sand below. All of it should be in Falco's pocket, he decides; his comfort is what matters, right down to where he wants to physically be. )
Do you wanna sit again? With me?
( This time, not sitting alone. )