Sock on the Door (For Peter)
When he pushed through the door, he called out a 'hey! I'm back." In case Peter cared, which Alec knew he would.
"Not as awkward as me," Peter mumbles into the mattress.
There's a brief pause before Alec speaks again and Peter is still continuing the long, dragged-out process of dying of embarrassment right here on the bed in front of Alec when he tells him about the condom.
Peter finally shifts his head up from the mattress -- just enough so he can still see Alec.
"Really?" he asks. This doesn't seem like something Alec would make up just to make him feel better, but...
"No," Peter says, because she didn't. "She was really enjoying herself last night, I guess--"
If this morning was any indication.
"--and, I don't know, I said we should stop and then we did and then stuff happened--" He can't even begin to be specific about what happened this morning. "--and I just think that even if she wouldn't ever expect it or say it that she's disappointed."
Peter understands this. But there's one thing he doesn't understand:
"What should I do, then?" He has no idea.
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