( Oh, he definitely hasn't forgotten Luna's illegal backgrounds, or the secret magic-learning club (which, ironically, is exactly how Peter would describe it even when he's not high....) He knows full-well his girlfriend is a verifiable badass. )
I love that you have things like B&E in your history, buuuut you also won't turn in a paper unless it's been proofread ninety times. ( Despite his playful little grin, he says that with no sarcasm at all; he loves that Luna is both parts badass and nerd. He loves all the little things that make her Luna. How doing well academically is important to her, and also how she wouldn't hesitate to help her friends no matter how dangerous the task may be.
He's leaning closer too, mouth tipping open a little, this time welcoming a kiss instead of being so stupidly caught off-guard by it in his high state..... eyelids gently closing a little....
.....and then she stops. Peter's brain takes a couple long seconds to process it, and he's just lying there with his mouth still open a little, staring at her expectantly. Then Luna's eyes aren't on him anymore, but moving around the room, and his immediate reaction is to give a pout, his entire body sulking. Why no kiss, Girlfriend?? Where is the kiss???)
Uhhhh.... I think it's like nine or something. ( Peter mumbles, voice husky from all the weed and lethargy. ....He just completely made that time up. But slowly, he fishes in his jeans' pocket for the pocketwatch she'd given him. He doesn't always wear it, worried someone might try to steal it, but he'd brought it with him to the party. Holding it up, Peter's glassy eyes stare at the face for a long few seconds before his brain's able to process the time. )
...Oh... It's two in the morning. ( He gives a little laugh as he puts the watch away and turns back to Luna. He props himself up with an elbow and reaches over to gently brush some strands of wayward hair from her face. )
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I love that you have things like B&E in your history, buuuut you also won't turn in a paper unless it's been proofread ninety times. ( Despite his playful little grin, he says that with no sarcasm at all; he loves that Luna is both parts badass and nerd. He loves all the little things that make her Luna. How doing well academically is important to her, and also how she wouldn't hesitate to help her friends no matter how dangerous the task may be.
He's leaning closer too, mouth tipping open a little, this time welcoming a kiss instead of being so stupidly caught off-guard by it in his high state..... eyelids gently closing a little....
.....and then she stops. Peter's brain takes a couple long seconds to process it, and he's just lying there with his mouth still open a little, staring at her expectantly. Then Luna's eyes aren't on him anymore, but moving around the room, and his immediate reaction is to give a pout, his entire body sulking. Why no kiss, Girlfriend?? Where is the kiss??? )
Uhhhh.... I think it's like nine or something. ( Peter mumbles, voice husky from all the weed and lethargy. ....He just completely made that time up. But slowly, he fishes in his jeans' pocket for the pocketwatch she'd given him. He doesn't always wear it, worried someone might try to steal it, but he'd brought it with him to the party. Holding it up, Peter's glassy eyes stare at the face for a long few seconds before his brain's able to process the time. )
...Oh... It's two in the morning. ( He gives a little laugh as he puts the watch away and turns back to Luna. He props himself up with an elbow and reaches over to gently brush some strands of wayward hair from her face. )
Why? You got a hot date with someone?