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[shadowglitter]

[ three conflicting, simultaneous thoughts hit odin at the same time - he was beaten up! is the first, with a flare of anger that surges through him and has him gripping peter's shoulder as tight as he can from fear. the second is oh, those are hickeys, which has him gripping peter's shoulder as tight as he can from... well, still fear.

the third is-- ]

I ate the shit out of your neck when we first got together! I ate the shit out of your neck when we first got together!

[ -- the resounding notion that this is probably the result of something straight up romantic for magnus rather than casual physical experimentation. it's magnus, after all. burns slow but bright. peter's neck was like, jet black in that first week, entirely because odin liked him so much. is that this? is that this. does someone like magnus a whole bunch? hold on. he goes out of his way to avoid typing something that isn't super overbearing. ]

Hoooooooow are you feeling?

[fehus]

[Magnus buries his face in his arms, feeling stupid and embarrassed and happy and more stupid. at least it got the most awkward part of the conversation over with]

dumb. frazzled? 90% sure i tripped getting out of the hammock and cracked my head open and this is a weird coma dream i'm having

[quickfingers]

did u make out in a hammock

[fehus]

no it was my bed but i was in the deck hammock earlier

1/2

[quickfingers]

Oh my god, he made out in a bed? He made out in a bed.

[LOOK OF BROTHERLY AWE @ ODIN]

[quickfingers]

waaaas it juuuuuust making out?

[fehus]

no

[Magnus did not interpret this text correctly. his smart Chase brain hasn't come back online yet]

[quickfingers]

[quickfingers]

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[quickfingers]

oic

[fehus]

[ -- !]

wait

no i mean we like talked about our feelings and stuff sort of

[#justChasethings]

[shadowglitter]

[ hhhhhh. ]

So... feelings are involved?
That's good, right? Are you happy, beneath all the frazzled dumbness?
It's okay if you're not. It's okay if you are, too? I mean, it's better if you are. But it's not bad if you're not.
Not that I'm saying you should make yourself be happy, if you aren't. Or.

[ hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ]

Are you happy?

[fehus]

[Magnus smiles]

yeah. i am. and i'm happy i texted.

a lot of feelings are involved only one of them is nausea.

[quickfingers]

[WANTS TO ASK WHO IT IS REALLY, REALLY BADLY]

[shadowglitter]

[ LESS SUBTLE THAN PETER, APPARENTLY: ]

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo is it

[fehus]

[deadass:]

lucina

[shadowglitter]

[ G RA BS P ET ER BY T HE HAN D ]

[quickfingers]

welcome to the family

[quickfingers]

ur now expected to marry her,,,

or do we have to provide a dowry idgi

[quickfingers]

[Peter's still sleepy so it takes him a little extra time to process, rubbing at his shoulder after Odin's gripped it and blearily leaning closer to look at his phone. Someone kissed - no, someone savaged - Magnus Chase. He's got mixed emotions too; pride and a dash of concern for the unknown.]

You still eat the shit out of my neck.

[shadowglitter]

Yeah, but.

[ the concern is creeping in, replacing the startled excitement/scandalized shock. what... does this mean, for magnus. ]

Your neck was definitely at its purplest when we weren't, like, fucking. With all the intensity of a thousand charging bulls comprised of two thousand supernovas instead of flesh and blood. Remember that tiny, rapidly closing window of time in which our physical contact was limited to holding hands and making out? Back before we both became super duper horny deviants?

[ he raises his eyebrows, an unspoken question between them - what if magnus is the type to fuck uncomfortably in a shower now that he's found someone. what if magnus is the type to screw in debra's trailer, or 69 on top of an apartment building. or beej out at a denny's. what if that. ]

[quickfingers]

That... That was quite the time.

[Peter takes a moment to reflect on that small sliver of time, over sixth months in their past. When sneaking around to hold hands, bite at each other and give awkward cummy hand and blow jobs was the norm. It was true, his neck has seen worse days. If anything - this makes him want to restrict Odin just to see if they can replicate it.]

We should swear off sex for a week to recapture the magic.

[shadowglitter]

I wouldn't survive that. I'd literally die. I'm not kidding? I derive my energy from being able to show you how much I love you. Physically. With my dick.

[ ... ]

Let's hang up on Magnus and make out for a while. [ wait ] Let's not do that. Let's make out after? Unless he's dying. I'm still scared he's dying.

[quickfingers]

Hey, I'm on board for this. Wanna hold hands in the meanwhile?

[...]

If it were literally anyone else I'd say let's hold dicks. But.