nope

nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnope

He is going to do his best to walk all the way back exactly the way he came and not look at any of the things that may or may not have existed out there which may or may not have been looking at him right back thank you very fucking much.

He can do that! He will soon be walking down something you can in fact actually call a street without any caveats, no prob.

Hoooooookay he. Needs a minute here. To. Catch his breath.

"Hey, Peter. What's up?"

It's probably just because of frayed nerves from seeing horrors beyond his comprehension that he jumps and screeches.

"—yeow! What was that? Are you okay?"

He's pressing a hand against his chest, willing his heart to slow. "Y-yeah. Fine. Just got spooked by the terrors beyond reality hiding around that corner there and then you showed up while I was trying to recover."

"...you're a very odd person, Peter."

"I feel like there's nothing odd about being scared of having your soul slip out through the cracks in reality that were showing over there."

"Slip out through the crack in deez nuts."

—okay that was so absurd it does make him crack up. "Doyoon that makes absolutely no sense."

"No, but it cheered you up."

Oh but he might start crying now.

"Hey, come on, buddy." He walks over to Peter to wrap his arms around him. "Don't be like that. It's fine. It's spring and the sun is beautiful and you're not going to fall through the cracks in reality."

"How would you even know that."

"Dunno. It just sounds sad, and thinking sad things never helps anyone. So you shouldn't."

"That also makes no sense."

"No, but it's making you feel better."

Goddamnit, it is. "You're remarkably sensible for someone who doesn't even remember what we did yesterday."

"...what'd we do yesterday?"

Sigh. "Don't worry about it. You're a really cool guy, Doyoon."

"I know I am. I'm also really hot and good in bed."

Forehead flick.

He giggles and lets go. "Toodles."