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    Oh, babe, I'm too good for you (and it makes me need it even more)

    Peter needs everything to stop hurting so much all of the time. And he's got no one left but Frank Castle.

    "Peter, I can't do that to you-you're too good for me kid -"

    "You're all I have" Peter cuts Frank off, already breathless again and with a quiver at the back of his throat, God fucking dammit, Frank swears all this kid does is cry. At a loss for words, because what the hell do you say to a brokenhearted twenty-two year old brimming with enough self hate to rival your own, Frank lets himself be drawn closer, guided to touch, to take. Peter lets out a choked groan as Frank slips his hands under his shirt, the warmth probably scorching against the younger man's chilled skin. Peter tries to press even closer, as if he wishes to crawl under Frank's skin, woefully unaware he already made his way under there a long time ago. His lips ghosts over Frank's lips, inviting, daring the other to cross the final line. "Please…"

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