Re: pete's house: gwen & peter
[It was so typical that she was the one to put space between them. Peter wasn't great at distance, especially when kissing was involved—kissing her—and he probably wouldn't have stopped on his own. It was nice, this, just the two of them, and he so wasn't sure he was going to manage a month. Maybe a could weeks. He knew he didn't need all that time, despite her doubts, and he was only agreeing because he thought it might help on her end. Make her feel better. Convince her. —Something along those lines.
He made a face when she said his name back at him and hopped up on the sill, but aside from a step forward he respected the space she'd put between them.] Okay. I'm holding you to that. [Smile, smile, and he probably looked like an idiot, but he didn't care.] Goodbye, bug boy. [He mimicked her tone, teasing, but after a few beats his expression softened into something honest. Fond.]