[He follows her voice toward the kitchen but meets her at the doorway, noting the flush on her cheeks and slight hesitation in her body language. It's sweet in a way she probably doesn't realize and Peter can't help it when his face breaks out into a bright smile, coming up smoothly to pull her into a hug without hesitation.]
Hey. It's okay.
[His heart is racing. There's no doubt in his mind that tipsy or not, drunk or not, Gwen meant exactly what she texted. There's also no doubt in his mind that he wants to say it back, that through text or not it doesn't matter because it's real. Even if he feels like he's about to faint from how nervous he is, he has to say it anyway:]
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Hey. It's okay.
[His heart is racing. There's no doubt in his mind that tipsy or not, drunk or not, Gwen meant exactly what she texted. There's also no doubt in his mind that he wants to say it back, that through text or not it doesn't matter because it's real. Even if he feels like he's about to faint from how nervous he is, he has to say it anyway:]
I- I love you too.