So Mista Steel's mad at you because you lied to him"
"Half lied, I did miss him and I had another reason to see him. It helped me to convince myself."
"Look I have no idea what happened between you two but why didn't you tell him that?"
"He wasn't listening. Rita, you know him better than me you know how stubborn he can get."
"Yeah, he can be, I once told him to take a break from one of his cases and he went off and solved it."
"Rita, this is different."
"I know, just give a bit of space and try to talk again, if that doesn'twork I'll talk to him. I think that might work."
"Thank you, Rita. I'll try talking to him tomorrow."
Juno had decided he was an idiot for believing Peter actually missed him that this would actually worked out if he had. Juno would have just ran away again. Or really die this time. Stupid stupid stupid! Juno sighed and put his head in his hands. But he hadn't missed him would he really done all this would he have- yes he would he was a liar anda good one at that. It had taken a while for Juno to notice something was up, or at least not the usual awkwardness that came with seeing somebody after a long time apart. But would he really sleep- yes, yes he would. He probably had done it a billion times before. This was all his fault of course. Peter knew he was weak, he had run off after all. Like a coward. He lay down on his couch and closed his eyes. He barely moved when he heard somebody opening his door, it was his fault he'd left it unlocked. "Juno?" Oh shit. Surprisingly Peter said nothing else and went to the kitchen. Juno groaned loudly. Still no response from Peter. Maybe he was mad at him again. He Probably was mad at him again. Juno just lay silently on the couch drifting in and out of sleep. At some point there was a blanket on him but didn't really care.
Juno sat up, blinking. He looked at the clock it read two o'eight. He hadn't realized how late it had gotten and had spent the entirety of his sleep on the couch. His back was going to kill him and so was Rita. 'Mista Steel! Why didn't you go to bed!?' He didn't care Peter was probably there and he didn't want to see him. Juno rolled onto his stomach hoping his back would hurt less if he stayed like that for the rest of the night.
"Juno?" Juno groaned and pulled the blanket over his head. "Juno, I'm sorry."
"Why?"Juno asked, his voice muffled by the couch. Peter sat on the arm ofthe couch. I should have told you the whole reason I was here. But I, didn't want to scare you off again. It was... What I used to convince myself to go inside. I wasn't supposed to miss you, but I did."
"I guess we both screwed up then, huh? I wasn't supposed to miss you either." Juno sat up and Peter carefully slid from the arm to the cushion. "I did need a place to stay but I had other connections. I missed you that's why I came here. I found myself walking towards your apartment without even thinking about it, Juno?"
"What? You expect me to believe that?"
"You are a great detective."
"Really? Am I?"
"Yes. You're the best I've met. The only one who caught me. Juno, listen to me. I really really missed you." He slowly moved his hand towards Juno's but stopped before touching it. Juno looked at Peter." Did you?"
"Juno, I missed you so so much." Juno closed his eyes and put his hand on Peters. "You better be telling the truth." Peter shifted closer to Juno. Juno rested his head on Peters shoulder again. "I-you're going to leave anyway, aren't you?"
"I have to."
"We can try it again, you know? Whatever we had. I'll call you when I can. You could maybe visit?"
"I'd love to, but how about I call you? I rarely bring my coms with me on heists."
"Okay, just let me text you so you know when you can call."
"I will, I'll do my best to visit as often as possible." The pair had moved closer towards each other as they spoke, Peter decided to close the gap.
