i wanna know how you see you [8/8]
pairing: pete/sofie
notes: written for the @d20bigbang! every shout out and kudos to @relativelyjilly for their wonderful art, which you can find here!
summary: pete and sofie, both wandering three years after their fight with the american dream, might just find their way onto the same path, with a little help from very pointed tarot readings and a few forced social situations.
“Hey, listen, what if—what if we talked about anything that wasn’t Rowan or your mom or anything else that’s just super triggering?”
“Yeah, sure,” Sofie grins, “I think I can handle that. For starters, maybe you could tell me about that new ink.” She gestures to the butterfly when Pete crinkles his eyebrows.
“Oh yeah!” Pete excitedly (and too quickly, by the looks of it) finishes his sip of tea. “That’s Luna, hold on.” He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and Sofie watches as the butterfly peels itself off the back of his hand and takes flight, becoming three-dimensional like a flip book brought to life.
“They’re my familiar,” Pete explains as Luna dances around his fingertips. “Don’t worry about anyone spotting them; I can control who they’re visible to. Not, like, a bad control, but you know—the secrecy and whatever.”
“You just…got yourself a familiar?” Sofie shrugs. “No big deal, easy as that?”
“Yeah, kinda,” Pete laughs. “I had a dream where they appeared in, like, the Nod version of Central Park and then I woke up and they were just on my hand. Pretty dope, right?”
“Really dope,” Sofie agrees. “Do they—I don’t know how magic really works, do they have any powers?”
“Not that I’ve found yet,” Pete answers. “But I do feel a lot calmer when they’re out, or sometimes I think they give my magic a boost.”
“That’s awesome; La Gran Gata just asks me for fish and then goes hunting with me.”
Luna circles around Pete’s head twice before making a loop around Sofie and eventually settling back into her place on Pete’s hand.
“That’s cool too, though! Hunting’s cool. Not everyone needs a Luna all the time. I don’t even need Luna all the time.”
“Okay.” Sofie swigs back the last of her coffee. “I know we sort of agreed to light stuff but I just gotta ask—have you done a lot of work or something?”
“Work?” Pete frowns. “I mean, I’m always trying to grow this more,” he says as he strokes his small mustache, “and I guess I’ve been bulking up a bit, but I haven’t had anything done.”
“Pete. C’mere.” Sofie puts her coffee down and motions for Pete to lean in closer, beckoning him more vigorously when he looks hesitant. Once he’s finally close enough, she puts her hands on either side of his face. “You’re very, very sweet,” she says, “and sometimes a little simple. I meant, like, you seem so much more centered than the last time we really talked; what kinda therapy juice are you chugging these days?”
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