[Matt can smell his own blood on Peter's hoodie, can smell him going to the wardrobe-- no no the sheets are in-- forget it. Matt buries his face in the pillow, and could very well black out then. But he snaps back up, neck craning and sightless eyes facing Peter.]
I'll sleep when you get over here. Please. You know I don't ask for help. Obviously or... I mean... [Matt shrugs loosely, as not to move his stitches too much. He's needy, feeling sorry for himself and just wanting the warm body of Peter Parker next to him. They could make out some other time, Matt just wanted to feel the other man sinking into the mattress beside him. He reached out with a loose hand.] Peter.
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Date: 2019-07-17 07:03 pm (UTC)I'll sleep when you get over here. Please. You know I don't ask for help. Obviously or... I mean... [Matt shrugs loosely, as not to move his stitches too much. He's needy, feeling sorry for himself and just wanting the warm body of Peter Parker next to him. They could make out some other time, Matt just wanted to feel the other man sinking into the mattress beside him. He reached out with a loose hand.] Peter.