Men of Wonder

Cody shook his head a little as he went over to Peter and crouched in front of the man, gently taking the man’s hands “I get it Peter, I really do… I know you wouldn’t keep something from me without a good reason but there’s one tiny flaw with your plan” he said in the most soothing tone “Your enemies would still be able to work out who I am if they ever worked out who you are so at least now I can prepare and protect myself. Plus now I actually have an explanation for why you sometimes come over with bruises and cuts in fascinating places… for a week I thought you were in some kind of underground fight club” he joked, reaching his hands up to gently push Peter’s hair back behind his ears with a loving little twinkle in his eyes.

Peter felt Cody's hands slipped into his own, curling together in reassurance. There had been an undeniable line of logic which he could not argue against. If his identity ever got revealed, his enemies would go out of their way to find his loved ones and target them. The very thought chilled him to the bones, after everything.... he didn't want to lose anyone else in his life. Not after Uncle Ben... not after Gwen.... "Oh yes, a Fight Club," His eyes rolled playfully with sarcasm dripped into his voice. "Are you sure it isn't because your digging my skater boy outfits and grunge?" His forehead rests against Cody, the touch of their lips pressed into a quick yet meaningful kiss as their lips curled before parting. "Mhmm... I can't deny, a nice hot bath sounds great right about now," He murmurs softly with a tired sigh. "I feel like I'm about to fall over and not get up for the next few days." As he stands, ignoring the cries and screams of pain jolting through his body.

Lucas had joined Red and Eric on their trip to a rented out cabin on Red's attempt to 'toughen up' his son, but of course the young man was still sleeping in. Lucas didn't mind chopping the firewood and had taken off his shirt.

Clearly Lucas had other plans for this "boy's trip" as Kitty had so aptly called it.

"Hey, Red. That coffee for me?" he asked with a small smile as he stood straight up, the exertion from chopping wood shirtless causing him to glisten in the morning sun. He swung the axe so the blade was sheathed in the chopping wood as he sauntered over.

"I can't believe you drink this crap." Red hated sugar. His coffee was straight up black with nothing in it, maybe a little cream, usually that was a sign that he had been in a bad mood and everyone needed to run away. Anything more than that tasted down right vile.

His eyes traced over the other man's body, noticing the muscles which he had.

Reaching out and handed it to Lucas.

Perhaps it wasn’t the most romantic gesture, but it was the best Kirby could come up with. Too bad he kinda sucked when it came to romance. But in his defense, he’s never seriously pursued anyone before. He usually stuck to flings and the occasional one night stand, but Jess proved to be the exception.

It wasn’t as if no effort was made - it wasn’t easy convincing his buddy to lend him an entire screening room at the local theater.

“Dinner could still be a thing,” Kirby pointed out. “We could just.. grab something from the other side of the mall and bring it in,” he offered with a shrug. “I figured this would be a little nicer than just dragging you out to see some slasher flick.”

It was stupid. He hated feeling this weak, this vulnerable but... Silas made it feel normal.

It started out as a joke. Really. How he ended up in the lingerie section that held the costume in question may become one of life’s greatest mysteries. But he saw the outfit and for some strange reason, Red immediately popped into his head. And at first, he brushed it off. But as the seconds ticked by and his eyes failed to move on from the rather lacy piece, the humor behind the thought disintegrated into a morbid curiosity. 

And before he knew it the outfit was leaving the store with him in a shopping bag — - 

.— and now, set neatly across his bed. Ready for the other to try it on.

“Is knowing why gonna affect your answer?” He came back with, the grin across his lips spreading further (if possible). But then he offered a more genuine response. “I thought it’d be fun,- can’t say I was wrong so far. Besides, I thought that shade of green would look really good on you. And coming off of you.” 

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