RUFIO
EVENT 004 : the royal wedding !
“you’re always stupid.“ overwhelmed by peter’s very public displays of affection– he rests a hand over peter’s chest to keep him from moving closer and steps back for some space. “but guess i’m stupid too. since i find it attractive. but, peter. with the way you’re acting it’s like we’re the ones getting hitched.” but he gives in a little. smooths down the lines of peter’s shirt, and admits, “but yeah. just for you.”
he sighs exasperatedly into the next kiss. but it’s fond as much as it is agitated, and he thaws slowly, angling his face so it’s not just a brush of lips. their mouths slot together and the kiss lingers– before rufio decisively steps away again. “belong to you? you’re getting ahead of yourself, king.” the smile that pulls at his lips is dagger sharp. “now i’m really gonna make you wait. and i know. half the kids would be dead without me. or tink. or eileen. or wendy.” he pats peter’s cheek. “absentee father.”
his grin never falters , hands keeping those on his chest in place . ‘ yeah ? but that’s a good thing , ain’t it ? us getting hitched , i mean . ’ it’s a silly conversation , he’s well aware . but it just shows how peter’s willing to get tied down , and bonded to this man despite the short time they’ve had since their recent reconciliation . but they’ve had years before that , as he starts to remember . they’ve had years and he remembers how rufio’s the one who taught him what love was , even .
and with every step rufio takes back , peter stills for a moment , only to follow . he licks his lips , keeping his gaze on the lost boy . ‘ you’re really gonna make your king wait ? ’ he quirks his brow , grin just as sharp before it turns into a pout at the pat on his cheek . ‘ let me raise them with you then . ’ it’s out of his mouth before he can even think . ‘ come on , let me be present now . ’











