Peter stumbled into someone, head spinning as his breakfast threatened to resurface. He leaned against the person, sighing as they began to rub comforting circles on his back. Their voice rumbled through him, soothing his head as the hand slid down his back and settled around his waist
With Peter's head resting against his chest, the man began to sway them back and forth. Peter's eyelashes fluttered as he followed, feeling a rush of...something course through him as he gently danced with the person who had taken him.
