Peter's face grows warm at the sound of it. It's not the first time that Liz has played or sang for him before, but it doesn't do much to temper any of the emotions swelling up inside of him.
He waits for Liz to finish playing, and then he leans forward, heart racing and presses his lips lightly against hers.
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Date: 2018-12-04 05:39 am (UTC)He waits for Liz to finish playing, and then he leans forward, heart racing and presses his lips lightly against hers.
"Thank you," he says.