"Shut up, I can too be perceptive," Peter mumbled, only to be promptly cut off and distracted again by Rachel kissing him once more.
This was confusing. And Peter didn't like confusing, no matter how much he loved sharing emotions. He liked emotions that he knew, that he could understand, relate to, and empathize with. Rachel was... confusing, but he liked her. He just didn't like that she was confusing. For a guy who prided himself on being able to understand people, it was a little disarming.
"Mm, okay, wait," he pulled back, a hand loosely cupping Rachel's jaw. "My niece is in the room, you're not supposed to be distracting me." His tone was lightly teasing, feigning reproving. "Not that this isn't good, but I have to be Uncle-like and tell her things before we leave. Like... no flirting with a guy that has thirty metal rings in his face, or something."
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Date: 2007-09-03 06:58 pm (UTC)This was confusing. And Peter didn't like confusing, no matter how much he loved sharing emotions. He liked emotions that he knew, that he could understand, relate to, and empathize with. Rachel was... confusing, but he liked her. He just didn't like that she was confusing. For a guy who prided himself on being able to understand people, it was a little disarming.
"Mm, okay, wait," he pulled back, a hand loosely cupping Rachel's jaw. "My niece is in the room, you're not supposed to be distracting me." His tone was lightly teasing, feigning reproving. "Not that this isn't good, but I have to be Uncle-like and tell her things before we leave. Like... no flirting with a guy that has thirty metal rings in his face, or something."