Peter had thought that everyone else in the house was asleep by the time he returned to his research. He moved down to the living room and he started to read the book in his lap with the baby monitor on the table beside him. It was an incredible thing that he did not jump and try to defend himself when a pair of arms slipped around him from behind, considering all the terrible things Peter had been though. The arms wound around his neck loosely. He felt a face bury itself in his hair and he smiled warmly instead of inquiring madly as to who it was. He just knew. "Lydia." Peter set the book down and he placed his hands over her arms and he breathed out heavily, with something akin to relief.
( Awww )
( Awww )