thievedprince‌:
remy grumbles and follows after pietro with a chagrined expression.  “ but, pietro, ” he whines, plastering himself over pietro’s back and working on his best puppy dog eyes.  “ ororo is goin’ to think i’m ignoring her. you don’t want that, do you ?? ” he peels himself off of pietro now – “ if you go get it for me, i won’t let the kids pickpocket you at all. or i’ll warn you like a week in advance so you can make traps. ”Â
the thing about remy is, you really don’t need to look to see the puppy dog eyes. it’s basically a sixth sense for pietro at this point, as much as it is to sigh deeply. “ honestly remy, I don’t really care if she thinks you’re ignoring her. the balcony plants could do with watering anyway. ” pietro positively does not look in remy’s way. he knows himself, and what it will lead to, and — lets himself get baited anyway, apparently. “ you think I need traps for them? ” rude. but he still takes remy’s hand and holds it to his chest. “ if I go get it for you, you need to up the ante. raise the stakes. delivery fees are steep without voucher codes, i’ve been told. ”
