"Hold me until I forget."
Sad ‘n’ fluffy RP starters!
It had come to this point. They were huddled together in her apartment in complete and utter darkness, thanks to a power outage in the area and their reluctance to get up out of bed and find candles. It seemed to trigger a different side of Peter, one that would admit to needing her instead of shying away and offering a stupid grin.
She couldn't make him forget, though. Just like her, he had his demons, and they would follow him to the day he died. What she could do was pull him a little closer and hold him until it hurt a little less. Even if it took forever, she would sit, her fingers running gently through his messy hair, murmuring in his ear about a future where they could be different people and be a little broken family together, that is, if he wanted to--
And somewhere in between stories and musing and her desperately wanting to chase his fears away, came a quiet promise that the rest of the world would never acknowledge.
"I'll never leave you. Not until you want me to."