Simon knew he would ruin Peter. He just knew it. The kid had no idea about himself or about anything else. He was a virgin. He'd probably never been on a real date (the stuff you do in secondary taking girls to movies? Not a date). He'd never loved. Or had his heart broken. He didn't know himself. And here Simon was trying to mould him into something else. Something foreign.
He pulled Peter's hand to his mouth and kissed his palm as he fought his own sickness at all of this and then kept that hand in his own as he pulled Peter down the stairs.
They weren't staying here. They weren't doing this.
"I'm so sorry, Pete. I didn't think-- I should have prepared you more or--". Not said anything.
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Oh. Oh shit.
Simon knew he would ruin Peter. He just knew it. The kid had no idea about himself or about anything else. He was a virgin. He'd probably never been on a real date (the stuff you do in secondary taking girls to movies? Not a date). He'd never loved. Or had his heart broken. He didn't know himself. And here Simon was trying to mould him into something else. Something foreign.
He pulled Peter's hand to his mouth and kissed his palm as he fought his own sickness at all of this and then kept that hand in his own as he pulled Peter down the stairs.
They weren't staying here. They weren't doing this.
"I'm so sorry, Pete. I didn't think-- I should have prepared you more or--". Not said anything.