[Matt was taught from the time that his dad died up until even now, that things happened for a reason. His dad died for a reason. But he doesn't really believe that shit. He knows Peter lost someone, but doesn't know the details. He doesn't want to ask and knows Peter wouldn't want to answer.
He tilts his head to Peter's face, eyes slightly fixated on his lips luckily enough. Matt moves faster than he probably should-- planting a shaky, bloodied hand on the nape of Peter's neck, and pulls him forward. Matt kisses him, but it's a little more desperate than it's ever been. A dying man's kiss.] I don't deserve you, do I?
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He tilts his head to Peter's face, eyes slightly fixated on his lips luckily enough. Matt moves faster than he probably should-- planting a shaky, bloodied hand on the nape of Peter's neck, and pulls him forward. Matt kisses him, but it's a little more desperate than it's ever been. A dying man's kiss.] I don't deserve you, do I?