Post by LEONARD GRANT HOLMES on Dec 5, 2016 16:44:35 GMT -6
Sometimes it was weird for Leo to think about the fact that it had been about a year since Peter kissed him in the common room. That it had been a year since they moved from just best friends to best friends and even more than that. And it had been an incredibly crazy year. A fall into the lake, piano lessons, two werewolf bites, France, fixing each other from all the hurts... If someone asked, Leo wouldn't change any of it. Sure a lot of it sucked, but it was made them stronger. More persistent. Closer than they'd been before. If they could make it through all the crazy stuff these years as teenagers threw at them, what couldn't they do?
Trying to plan a surprise around Peter wasn't the easiest task Leo had ever partaken in, but he somehow managed to do it more than once. It was honestly a miracle that Peter hadn't sussed out anything about their anniversary though. Unfortunately, it fell on a day that also had classes, but that wouldn't be a problem. That was surprise number one. They were most definitely skipping for the day. Peter would be pleased.
The sun was barely up, but Leo couldn't sleep anymore. It was a mix of excitement and also just because he never slept well anymore. So instead he just stayed in bed and stared at the ceiling, not wanting to wake the sleeping boy next to him. Not yet at least. Soon though. When the room was a little brighter. Or maybe not until the morning was clearly turning into afternoon. A little bit of sleeping wasn't a bad thing. Maybe he'd also get some more sleep, though that wasn't very likely.