@scarredfist sent a raven: Riding on a bike through the city. Lin is holding on tight to Peter, eyes shut as they weave in and out of traffic because he has never been on a bike and in the middle of a crowded, busy city. ➣ Lin Lie & Peter Parker
It had been a pleasant surprise to find Lin had come for a visit. Unexpected for sure, but it was more than made up for with how he was clinging to him as they made their way through the city. It could be a lot he supposed, swerving around some jerk who'd stop middle of the street to yell at a delivery guy in a loading zone. Up onto the curb, curving around a pedestrian who hesitated a lil too long before hopping off and back onto the street.
"Didn't think a big bad Iron Fist could be scared by a little traffic.' He teased, hitting the brakes as a jangle of his nerves warned him of- something.
A warning was nice, but it'd be better if it was like a whisper that told him what was-. … No, never mind, he could not in fact have handled sudden schizophrenia on top of everything else that had been happening at 15. Did he go a little faster to take a turn, half slinging the back end before coming to a stop that almost sent them going over the handlebars. Reckless, dangerous, but neither of them would have gotten more than a bruise from getting elbowed in the ribs.
Well, maybe he'd have to replace a piece of the held together by duct tape and fervent prayer bike if Lin had accidentally lashed out. Lightly tapping the other's fingers, Peter turned slightly to grin over his shoulder.
"It's easier when you're in control, huh? You want to take the reins and I'll do the clinging instead?'
