"Okay. I will. I'll be fine though," he said, hand burying into Peter's hair and stroking gently. The last thing he wanted to do right now was to add to Peter's anxiety. So he took a moment to revel in the feel of his boyfriend pressed close. Just having Peter against him like this -- warm and comforting -- quieted the boxes.

Wade returned the smile before leaning forward to press a kiss to Peter's forehead. "I know I'll love her."

[ But she won't love you. ]

Wade ignored the voice.

"Uh..." Wade began, panicking a little. "Yeah, Petey Pie. I'm spectacular. Let's get the last of our stuff together and head out." He pressed a kiss to that frown, hoping to relax his lover.