darker_london | News (Peter, Thomas, Open?)

When Peter saw Thomas at the door, he practically flung himself at his best friend, which cased even then well-built Thomas to stumble back a step. Peter wrapped his arms around Thomas and he gave him a squeeze before finally breathing, "Thank fuckedy fuckfuckfuck."

Thomas snorted and he kissed the top of Peter's head. "Miss me, Babe."

Peter pulled away and he made a rather rude 'duh' face before reaching out and hugging Thomas again. "I've been terrified, Thomas. God...I'm so glad you're back."

"Heh. Me too. Me very too."

Peter straightened up and he pulled Thomas inside the livingroom. "When did you get back?"

"Couple hours ago." Thomas said, running his fingers through his hair. "I needed to just...I spent some time with Spectre, and then my family."

"Of course. Are you...what did they do, Thomas?"

"I was impaled." Thomas said, not dressing it up for Peter, because he didn't have to.

"Shit..."

"Yeah. Through the arse."

Peter blinked at that new revelation and then he turned slightly pale. "Because...of me?"

"They think we're shagging still, yes." Thomas said, picking up a throw pillow before sitting on the sofa, placing the pillow in his lap. "But it's hardly your fault. Robert's the one who fuckin' told 'em in the first place. I was only up there for about an hour but he was grovelling the entire time."

"As he should."

"Can't argue with that."

"Thomas..." Peter moved over to sit beside his best friend. "Will you be alright?"

Thomas nodded. "Got what I needed to get, didn't I?"

"I...don't know. ...Did you?"

"Oh right...the information." Thomas sighed and he turned to face Peter. "We have a spy. They were bringing up names...I have no idea how they got them. People like...well..Kat. Who isn't involved in this at all. It was..scary."

That hit Peter like a blow to the chest. That someone else was feeding these bastards information after everything they'd been through with them? It was unthinkable. And Peter didn't want to be betrayed by someone else. It hurt. "Right. Well...then you...you certainly did the right thing. We needed to know. Thomas...thank you. For doing what you did even though it must have been...horrible."

"Something like that, yeah." Thomas said softly. "You know you're always welcome."

Peter reached for Thomas's hand and he gave it a squeeze. "I do. And you should know the same. Want something to eat?"

Thomas nodded and he leaned his head on Peter's shoulder. "In a minute. Right now I'm...lapping. Lapping you up."

Peter giggled. "Well. I suppose that's very allowed."