Okay, good. I'd only end up calling you back until you gave up trying to avoid me and picked up. Or sending you ridiculously stupid gifs.
[She would have done both if need be. It was also her attempt at alleviating emotions a tiny bit by trying to make Peter smile.]
If you trust me then believe me when I say you won't hurt or upset me. Worrying kind of comes with loving you. [Oh, if she only knew. But she got it though. His worries about hurting her, or upsetting her reflected her own toward him. Which was how Buffy justified her decision when the idea to tell Peter EVERYTHING came up and just as quickly vanished. You couldn't upset or hurt someone by not telling them secrets.] It's one of the many clauses in dating contracts.
[Catching her breath between sobs and words Buffy slumped herself to the floor, back against the trunk at the foot of her bed.]
Spills are easy to clean up. I can handle spills. [A beat and another breath.] You have nothing or no one to be jealous of. You're the first person I think of in the morning, all throughout the day and last I think about before bed. And I've been told I have the attention span of a gnat. [Humor would forever equal her shield.]
[There was a bit of sniffling as he composed himself again, at least no more crying for the moment. That didn't mean that he wasn't all still emotional and sad but he was a bit more in control now. Because of Buffy's help.]
Does that clause let me be grumpy about the "topless around the ex" thing while completely trusting you and realizing it was just slightly-wacky circumstances?
[He wished that he could be there to talk to her in person so he could hold her and do something to show her how sorry he was.]
I just... if I focus on being outraged at that in a silly way it helps me not freak out about the more serious stuff.
[Talking, crying and texting are all things Buffy is capable of at the same time. So to be sweet she can't help but send Peter a text while still listening to every word.
It's a simple image only text of the tissue box on her bed, one single puff sticking out of the sleeve in an unspoken gesture. She heard his sniffling and wouldn't let it go unnoticed out of love and understanding.]
It gives you unlimited amounts of times you're allowed to be grumpy about anything you want. So long as you tell me why, so I can help make you be un-grumpy.
You don't have to freak out about the serious stuff because it's legitimately fine now. But by all means you're allowed to be freaked out! If any outlet helps you not freak out or sweat the other stuff, I'm all for it. You shouldn't have to feel worried.
I'll always tell you. Though if there's a next time, which there will never be, I'll do it better than sending a badly timed and short misfired text. Promise.
[It was easy than saying she wouldn't keep secrets from him and lie further.]
I will do my best. You have to promise me you'll try to keep safe too. What with aliens, terrorists and the Hulk possibly being in close proximity and could go batshit crazy and take down another city.
[The casualness of that first text kind of bothered him but didn't he totally treat serious situations like a joke as a coping mechanism? He could hardly blame her if that's how she dealt with something as traumatic as what she went through.]
I'll do my best. I haven't been attacked in a public gathering in New York in years!
[If she didn't make light of certain situations life was going to seem so much bleaker than it had to be. It couldn't be too bad if you're able to find the humor in it, right? Only certain things. Never the big moments. The ones that change you. The ones where you lose family or friends.]
Wait. Years? Implying you have been? TELL ME. I want to know! But...
[...it was late and he was sleepy and she could wait.]
...when you're awake and not likely to pass out at any minute. Like say when you get right to the juicy details and then the Z's take over.
[Terrible pickup lines from your boyfriend were the best and it earned Peter a genuine laugh from her as she wiped at the rest of her tears.]
I would. Rather I will next time I see you. And deal. You call me later and tell me all about killer robots attacking mini you. For now get some good sleep.
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Date: 2018-07-29 11:38 pm (UTC)[She would have done both if need be. It was also her attempt at alleviating emotions a tiny bit by trying to make Peter smile.]
If you trust me then believe me when I say you won't hurt or upset me. Worrying kind of comes with loving you. [Oh, if she only knew. But she got it though. His worries about hurting her, or upsetting her reflected her own toward him. Which was how Buffy justified her decision when the idea to tell Peter EVERYTHING came up and just as quickly vanished. You couldn't upset or hurt someone by not telling them secrets.] It's one of the many clauses in dating contracts.
[Catching her breath between sobs and words Buffy slumped herself to the floor, back against the trunk at the foot of her bed.]
Spills are easy to clean up. I can handle spills. [A beat and another breath.] You have nothing or no one to be jealous of. You're the first person I think of in the morning, all throughout the day and last I think about before bed. And I've been told I have the attention span of a gnat. [Humor would forever equal her shield.]
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Date: 2018-07-30 01:55 am (UTC)[There was a bit of sniffling as he composed himself again, at least no more crying for the moment. That didn't mean that he wasn't all still emotional and sad but he was a bit more in control now. Because of Buffy's help.]
Does that clause let me be grumpy about the "topless around the ex" thing while completely trusting you and realizing it was just slightly-wacky circumstances?
[He wished that he could be there to talk to her in person so he could hold her and do something to show her how sorry he was.]
I just... if I focus on being outraged at that in a silly way it helps me not freak out about the more serious stuff.
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Date: 2018-07-30 02:47 am (UTC)It's a simple image only text of the tissue box on her bed, one single puff sticking out of the sleeve in an unspoken gesture. She heard his sniffling and wouldn't let it go unnoticed out of love and understanding.]
It gives you unlimited amounts of times you're allowed to be grumpy about anything you want. So long as you tell me why, so I can help make you be un-grumpy.
You don't have to freak out about the serious stuff because it's legitimately fine now. But by all means you're allowed to be freaked out! If any outlet helps you not freak out or sweat the other stuff, I'm all for it. You shouldn't have to feel worried.
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Date: 2018-07-30 02:06 pm (UTC)[Peter smiled at the image of the tissues. She was so thoughtful he felt like he was going to tear up all over again.]
I'm glad you told me all that stuff even though you knew I would probably freak out.
[Never mind that it was a text accidentally sent to him, he still believed she would have told him all that stuff eventually.]
Just try to keep safe, okay? Even if you live in the state of earthquakes, fires, and mudslides.
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Date: 2018-07-30 03:00 pm (UTC)[It was easy than saying she wouldn't keep secrets from him and lie further.]
I will do my best. You have to promise me you'll try to keep safe too. What with aliens, terrorists and the Hulk possibly being in close proximity and could go batshit crazy and take down another city.
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Date: 2018-07-31 02:15 am (UTC)[The casualness of that first text kind of bothered him but didn't he totally treat serious situations like a joke as a coping mechanism? He could hardly blame her if that's how she dealt with something as traumatic as what she went through.]
I'll do my best. I haven't been attacked in a public gathering in New York in years!
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Date: 2018-07-31 03:29 am (UTC)[If she didn't make light of certain situations life was going to seem so much bleaker than it had to be. It couldn't be too bad if you're able to find the humor in it, right? Only certain things. Never the big moments. The ones that change you. The ones where you lose family or friends.]
Wait. Years? Implying you have been? TELL ME. I want to know! But...
[...it was late and he was sleepy and she could wait.]
...when you're awake and not likely to pass out at any minute. Like say when you get right to the juicy details and then the Z's take over.
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Date: 2018-07-31 05:17 am (UTC)If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
[Sorry Buffy, he's kind of loopy from exhaustion so you get terrible pick up lines.]
Okay. I'll tell you later about how killer robots attacked me.
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Date: 2018-07-31 01:10 pm (UTC)I would. Rather I will next time I see you. And deal. You call me later and tell me all about killer robots attacking mini you. For now get some good sleep.
Miss and love you.
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Date: 2018-07-31 01:32 pm (UTC)M'kay. Love you and miss you too, baby. So much. Sooooo much.