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[notaballad]

A surprise anniversary present for Peter...

Left on his pillow, along with a handwritten, glitter gel pen note...


"One year ago today, I met a confused young man who couldn't remember falling asleep. I was intrigued and a little bit 'wtf' but I stuck around, got to know him.

It's been a wild ride, and I know you don't remember a lot, but I'm glad you're still here. ♥ Des"

He also added a date, "3-9-10" but mun forgot to write that on it...

Comments

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

[laughs and smiles, brushing his thumb over Peter's cheek] So you don't... [licks his lips slowly] You don't remember anything from then, huh?

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[looks a little awkward] No. We're not supposed to. They promised....

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Oh. [chuckles softly] Yeah, that's right... Well, I remember everything that happened until I was forced into the Dollhouse, so...I guess I could remind you. If you wanted.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[and now even more awkward] That wasn't really me, you know.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

[winces a bit and offers a sheepish smile] Right... Right, sorry. I want to know the real you, Peter.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

And I want to know you better too, Des.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Soooo... [grins] What do you want to do?

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Coffee's usually a good place to start.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Coffee is a great idea. I know the perfect place.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Then it's a date.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Awesome. [grins and grabs his coat]

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Oh. ...Right now?

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Yes... Unless you'd rather wait? Build up anticipation and all that?

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

No. Now is okay.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Oh good. [grins] Ever been to Doma in the West Village?

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Not yet.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

[looks pleased] I think you'll like it. Quiet atmosphere, don't mind people hanging out. I go there when I want to relax.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Sounds perfect.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Awesome. [grins and leads him out to catch the subway]

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[holds his hand for about a minute but then looks embarrassed and stops]

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

{did not mind the handholding one bit, and he pouts when it stops]

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[awkwardly pushes his hair out of his face]

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

[after a moment, he reaches over, brushing his hand against Peter's]

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[oh much blushing here] Quebec.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

{smiles] Yes, Peter? [brushes his hand against Peter's again, briefly curling his fingers around Peter's]