promisebreaker | [RP for charring]

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Peter had been trying to get his courage up for this particular evening for at least two weeks, longer than that if he's honest with himself. He's decided it required a real night out away from the house so the rooftop, where he and Charlie usually spent time, was out. The cafe down the street was out as well. It was getting a little cold for Central Park, which had been his first thought. He'd briefly considered the top of the Empire State Building, but he took her to the tops of buildings all the time. He wanted something different and memorable. Finally, he sent her a text with an address, told her to dress in something comfortable but nice. He'd meet her there.

When she showed up he was there at the front door with a pair of jeans on, a white button down and a dark jacket. He was wearing his converse, bouncing on his toes as he waited for her. The address he'd sent her to happened to be this.

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And as usual, Charlie was highly intrigued by the text. Peter had been acting a bit off the past few days and it had Charlie worried so an opportunity to talk to him outside the house was one she was taking. Happily.

She dressed comfortably enough. A pair of jeans that she'd purchased with Pepper which meant they fit her almost perfectly. A pair of casual shoes she probably only just took out of the box within the past day or so and an off-white slightly off the shoulder top. Her hair was down which was rare, but he'd said comfortable and Charlie could only put up with her hair tied back for so long before even she started messing with it.

When she got to the front door and saw Peter, she stopped and smiled softly. "You look nice."

Really, he did. She wasn't quite used to this. She could get used to it, though.

That made Peter blush a bit, ducking his head to hide the grin. He was glad that she thought he looked nice. "You too. I mean...you look really nice."

He looked her over a moment then back at the building they're about to go into. "Are you ready to--" he nodded back at the building they were standing in front of. "I think it'll be fun."

No, that's not fair. Peter's too much when he acts like that. It's endearing and Charlie can't keep a fond, soft smile on her face. He really is the most gorgeous person, inside and out. She tilts her head slightly, trying to see the grin which probably doesn't help him all that much.

"Yeah. I'm good. What are we doing?" She had a camera with her, a small one that tucked into her back pocket, and felt that she'd want pictures of tonight, whatever they were doing.

Edited 2012-10-03 01:23 (UTC)

Nope, doesn't help in the least but that's okay. things could be much, much worse.

"A tour of New York through a blind person's eyes. Or their nose, ears and fingers. After that we're having dinner at this great diner down the street. If that's all okay with you. We can always do something else if you'd rather. I mean nothing is set in stone. I just wanted to do something fun and different, you know?"

Of course he has bought the tickets, but if she wanted to do something different, he'd be game for it.

She listens, nervously toying with the end of her hair a bit. They usually do wander off on their own, just the two of them, but this felt different somehow. There was something new to it that made Charlie anxious in a very good way.

"That sounds fantastic," she says, nodding her approval. "Sounds like an adventure, actually." She holds his hand out to him, another thing that's just normal for them that gets a ton of raised eyebrows from everyone else at the house. "Lead the way."

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Holding hands was a required thing for this tour. They were going to be walking around in the dark. Of course they were set on a path so they couldn't wander off, but he anticipated lots of hand holding or arms around waists. It was one of the reasons he thought this would be a great activity for them tonight, when he wanted to ask her to be his proper girlfriend.

"I think it will be." He squeezed her hand and opened the door for her. He gave the casier his tickets and they were led to a small waiting room with a few other people gathered in it. "You're not afraid of the dark, right? I mean I'll be there the whole time and I won't let go of your hand."

"Not at all." Not when she could occasionally be her own night light. It was kind of hard to be afraid of the dark, then. She stepped through the door, hardly giving the small crowd a glance. Her attention was on Peter. Mostly his behavior. It was subtly different and she almost wanted to ask why.

"Oh, good. That means I can hold on and not let go, right? It's a better idea than getting separated."

He gave her the biggest of grins, squeezing her hand tightly. "That definitely means you should hold on and not let go."

He was working his courage up. It was a scary thing, asking someone like her to be his girlfriend. He knew Charlie had a tendency to run and could be scared away. He desperately didn't want to scare her away tonight.

Charlie had nothing to run from. Not anymore. She thought she had everything to stay for. This was the closest Charlie had to a family since Irv and Norma and the best part was, they could all keep her safe.
It's a welcome change and she wasn't letting go of it soon.

"Peter?" Her curiosity had gotten the best of her after a few minutes of silence. "Are you okay?"

"Huh? No. I mean, I'm great. I'm awesome. You know, just...excited about the date and hoping you like this place." He was buzzing with nervous energy and he knew it. He couldn't stand still, hands going to his hair and his pocket and back to mess with his hair. "I was feeling a little tired earlier so I had a red bull and you know how it makes me kind of crazy."

"Oh. I guess Barton and I missed a few when we raided the fridge for archery targets." As much as she sounds like she's joking, she and Barton have been known to fire off a few arrows, lit and otherwise, at full cans of Red Bull and Monster and Rockstar and whatever other energy drinks there were in the house.

"This is a different kind of crazy, though." See how well she knows you, Peter?

"Hey now! That's totally not cool taking my energy drinks." He knew why they did it. He was a nightmare on energy drinks, but he couldn't help it sometimes. There were nights he didn't sleep well and he needed to be awake for school or for helping people.

Yeeeeah, she knows him pretty well. "Well...you know, it's just kind of--all the red bull and school and I just...you like me, right? I mean...you like spending time with me."

Then it's probably a bad thing that Charlie feels guilty after and replaces a few of the cans, huh? But she totally understood the sleepless nights thing, though she was usually more likely to reach for a hot tea or something on the way to school. Energy drinks just did not taste right. Give her an Earl Grey with honey any day.

She listens, paying attention to his tone of voice and his words. He's nervous, That much is obvious. It takes her a minute to realize what he's asking and she can't help the smile that crosses her features.

"Yeah. Yeah, I do. A lot." Please continue, Peter. She has a hunch where this was going. And speaking of going, the tour group's tour guide has appeared and is speaking to everyone but Charlie only has eyes and ears for Peter, giving him her full attention.

Not a bad thing at all. He appreciates it. Tea was always something that Peter drank to calm down. It just felt soothing to him. It probably didn't help that he associated tea at night with Aunt Mae and coffee in the morning.

He's very nervous. He could be messing things up so badly right and that's the last thing he wants. He'd rather keep things exactly the way they are than ruin them.

"Okay. That's good. I mean...that's great. Yeah." He's not really listening to the guide but when they start to move forward, into the darkness, Peter holds her hand a little tighter, walking close enough that her shoulder brushes his. When he speaks again, his voice is a whisper. "I mean I like spending time with you too. You're probably my favorite person to spend time with."

They'll have to make a routine of having tea at night. She finds it works both ways for her. Caffeine to wake her up in the morning and the association of something pleasant and relaxing to help her destress from her day. Mostly it's the memories of Norma giving her tea if she was sick in any way whether it be a cold or a stomach virus.

Charlie senses how nervous he is and leans against him just slightly, meaning it as a reassuring gesture. That and she's walking into somewhere dark so knowing he's there is a comfort to her as well.

"Yeah?" He can't see it, but there's a smile on her face and in her tone when she speaks. "You're definitely my favorite person to spend time with." Her thumb runs over his just a bit before she lets go of his hand and her arm slides around his waist. "Now, be honest, Peter. Why are you so nervous? I didn't do anything, did I?"

That's a joke. Mostly...about 70 percent a joke.

It could kind of calm them both down for the night and help with the insomnia. Peter always needs to be calmed down in some manner; he's just got too much energy.

The way she leans in helped calm his nerves a little. He winds his arm around her waist, pulling her close. He bows his head to listen to her, whispering because in the dark, it seems like he should whisper, despite the fact that the guide is talking at a normal level. There are the sounds of traffic and the City around them as well as the smells of things.

"You did everything. That's sort of what this is about." He realizes fairly quickly he needs to back that up with something positive because otherwise she's going ot think she's done something bad. "It was all good. I mean, all the things you did. It kinda...I mean...because of everything and the way we are and how we're...I'd really like it if--d-do you want to be my girlfriend? I mean--or something l-like my girlfriend?"

Did everything? Wait. What was he talking about? Thank God it was dark because Charlie's facial expression was nothing short of confusion. She wasn't entirely sure how to handle this at first. But then he began stuttering and she found herself paying more attention to what he was saying.

And then she smiled at his question. It was a surprising question, honestly. She was sure she was hearing things so her answer was a bit hesitant, despite her efforts for it to not be.

"I'd like that, Peter. I'd like that a lot."

The biggest smile ever spred over his lips. "Yeah? I mean. Yeah. I think it'll be...good. You know, fun. We'll have fun together. I mean it's not like that much will change 'cause we're...but it'll be fun. Right? I think it will anyway."

He was rambling but that was just because he was breathing. Also, happy and immensely relieved. He'd imagined this going many different ways the past few days.

"Yeah. Yeah, it will be." She was ecstatic, honestly. Practically bouncing in her own way, which wasn't much. She was still learning how to successfully show big emotions without setting big things on fire.

"You realize that Barton will probably be even more obnoxious than usual, right?" Meaning he will find ways to worm in between them at any opportunity and not just on movie nights in the building.

Practically bouncing ecstatic was good. It was exactly what Peter had been hoping for.

"Are you kidding? I expect several 'I told you so's a day."

Peter expected Barton to make their lives difficult. It was what he was there for. Peter was convinced it was his purpose in the building.

"He'll get creative with it. I just know it. Spell it out with whatever Alphabits he doesn't use in his very, very gross O'Douls and cereal concoction." She's guessing, anyway.

"Actually, I take that back. Barton's probably the type to try to sneak up on you and say it. Probably text it to you dozens of times."

"Oh he'll text it to me, call the coffee shop and make sure it's what they put on my coffee cup every morning and probably manage to get my teachers to say it to me at least once."

Peter was well aware of the ribbing he was going to take from Barton in regards to this. He'd decided it was worth it.

Charlie continued walking with Peter, laughing slightly. "You'll wake up and it'll be on your mirror. He'll get your phone in his hands and his name in it will suddenly be 'Told you so'."

It will be amusing. "And Pepper's going to have fun with it, too."

"Pretty much what I'm expecting," Peter agreed with a nod that Charlie probably couldn't see.

He groaned slightly. "Yeah, she's going to have a lot of fun with it. She'll be nicer than Barton though. I think she actually likes me. Barton only likes me when he's annoying me. I think I'll probably go buy a case of red bull and then go ask if he'll help me out with some training."

Barton couldn't, in good conscience, tell Peter no to a training request and hopped up on three or four red bulls, Peter would drive Barton insane simply by existing.

Charlie might have to sit in on this training mission. It sounds highly amusing.

"It all sounds worth it, honestly. All the teasing and looks we're going to get?" She's beyond okay with all of it. She's looking forward to some of it, honestly.

"And...this'll probably get Molly from school to leave you alone." Which Charlie is looking forward to in a huge way.

It probably would be, at least for an observer. Barton and Peter might not think so.

"Hey," his voice was a little lower, serious. "If I didn't think it was worth it, I wouldn't be asking."

That got a grin out of him though. "Definitely a plus."

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