Peter chuckled softly and nodded. "That's true, you always have, no matter how many times I tell you not to."
He swallowed and closed his eyes as Nathan traced his scar. "I did it to myself." he whispered quietly. He had no idea what possessed him to say that. He'd only told Gabriel that recently. "God, I can't. . .I can't remember the last time I had a conversation like this with my Nathan. I've missed it."