Peter folds his arms around her and holds her to his chest, one of his hands idly running over her long hair. It feels like every time he learns more about Max, the more Peter dislikes him. He wonders if he and Liz ever break up if her next boyfriend will feel the same way about him.
He presses his lips to the top of her head, wishing there was something more that he could do, but knowing that he lacked the verbal finesse to tell her what she needed to hear or the power to give her what she wanted.
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Date: 2018-05-08 04:37 am (UTC)He presses his lips to the top of her head, wishing there was something more that he could do, but knowing that he lacked the verbal finesse to tell her what she needed to hear or the power to give her what she wanted.
For now, the only thing he can give is this.