Tie One On

Peter Terrified of what I'd be As a kid, from what I've seen Every single day, when people try And put the pieces back together Just to smash them down All of the tenseness that had bled out of Peter during his time spent with Adam came back as soon as he heard the tone of the other mans voice. There was an immediate change in him, his face hardening and his hands closing. For a long moment, he stared, eyes narrowed, reassessing the man before him. ”Got mine from lots of things.” It was barely an answer, and still more than he had to give, but... answering still felt safest. Adam was understandably vain, and soothing his ego, at least a little bit, was going down to be easier to do than start a fight. Without thinking, Peter reached outband took another sip from the mug in front of him, his face not twisting like it had before. There was an immediate pang of regret though. He’d just wanted something to do with his hands, to be... casual. Or as close as he could get.