another night you wish you could forget
making yourself up as you go along
Adam had expected a potentially awkward conversation, but not the immediate drop in Peter's face or the stiffness in his body. Alarmed he leaned up after the man, trying to keep a hold on his arm. "Woah, woah, I'm just asking a question. Not deciding anything yet. I want you to tell me how you actually feel."
He hadn't really considered the words before he'd said them, but it was true; while his natural inclination was to always insist everything be fleeting, easy, surface-level, he felt something with Pet that made him feel ready to dip his toes into commitment.
"Let's take the word casual outta there if you don't like it. What do you want, Peter?" Somehow, Adam suspected Pet had not heard that question very often.
He hadn't really considered the words before he'd said them, but it was true; while his natural inclination was to always insist everything be fleeting, easy, surface-level, he felt something with Pet that made him feel ready to dip his toes into commitment.
"Let's take the word casual outta there if you don't like it. What do you want, Peter?" Somehow, Adam suspected Pet had not heard that question very often.
who's gonna take you home tonight?
ADAM
