Pete Wisdom is saving the world...from itself. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mister_wisdom) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} valarlogs, |
It didn't take much to drag him down for a cuddle. He put the cigarette out and popped a curiously strong mint into his mouth, one arm resting around her shoulders.
"I think it'd make you happier an' me vicariously happy, if we didn't get a lizard for me, an' you got your kitten, instead. Which hopefully won't fly onto my face and use my eyeballs as a scratching post." Because then he'd be giving her the staring at, for then the cat might qualify for a 'explorer of the great outdoors' title.
Even so, he watched her for a moment, pretty sure he wasn't in any danger of getting his innards popped and absolutely certain it wouldn't result in any kaboom. That would suck.
"If I am, then m'happy to be your boy now and happy that you're my girl," he said, kissing against one side of her forehead. "Though we really are well-versed in telling one another all sorts of utterly enjoyable facts and pop culture nonsense. Which is brilliant. Howe'er, Petal? Who's the boy you protected? You must've really liked him, to protect him and flutter around him."