Peter
It stung to be shown up again. One of Peter’s hands came up to rub at his chest, though any physical ache that might have settled into him was gone, there was still the dull throb of disappointment behind his ribs. Much as he wanted to, he didn’t pull away from Loren, choosing to stand perfectly still instead, his eyes focused around the other mans chin.
Usually when he’d had a bad training session, he could expect to be yelled at, berated, or, at the very least, told to do better. To his surprise, and suspicion, Loren simply grinned at him, telling him excellent job. The praise was so unusual Peter felt himself stiffen up completely, his brows knitting tighter and tighter as the other Launceleyn continued. By the end of it, Peter wasn’t sure if he wanted to cry or thank Loren, and settled on a shaky nod, his voice wavering as he replied. ”I-I... I’ll do b-better ne... next time?”
Usually when he’d had a bad training session, he could expect to be yelled at, berated, or, at the very least, told to do better. To his surprise, and suspicion, Loren simply grinned at him, telling him excellent job. The praise was so unusual Peter felt himself stiffen up completely, his brows knitting tighter and tighter as the other Launceleyn continued. By the end of it, Peter wasn’t sure if he wanted to cry or thank Loren, and settled on a shaky nod, his voice wavering as he replied. ”I-I... I’ll do b-better ne... next time?”
I don't wanna live that way
I do not wanna live in pain
I do not wanna live in pain
