[ It's okay, I've got you, I'm here, a litany of reassurances as Peter remembers how to breathe without hyperventilating through wet hiccups. Loki slides his hand free of Peter's hair to take a photo of the designation before it starts to slowly fade at the rate of Peter's recovery. ]
That's you. You did it.
[ Proud of him, he kisses Peter's cheek. His hand smooths up and down Peter's back, solid and steady. ]
I think it's an early pizza night, don't you? With an old movie and both of us in bed.
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That's you. You did it.
[ Proud of him, he kisses Peter's cheek. His hand smooths up and down Peter's back, solid and steady. ]
I think it's an early pizza night, don't you? With an old movie and both of us in bed.
[ Giving Peter's nerves time to naturally calm. ]