"Thank you," it's barely a word, breathy and rushed, and yet still forceful even as it disappears into Peter's kiss. Knowing full well the next time he opens his eyes he'll be seeing his own bedroom, he holds all the tighter, fingers securing in Peter's hair as if he can keep them there by sheer will alone. Turning his lips over to Peter's, he desperately opens them to the other man, knowing he can't stop what happens next. "I'll see you again."