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"Call it," Harry said over Peter's laughter as he laughed himself, "call it."
"Never," Peter managed between laughs, his boyfriends' fingers tickling him mercilessly.
The evening had started off normal, with the boys cuddled up and watching tv. Peter was leaning against Harry, head on his chest, while the older boy traced gentle patterns on Peter's arm. Harry's hand had slipped and traced Peter's hip, making the boy yelp and flinch.
"You okay gorgeous?" Harry asked trying to hide his amusement.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," Peter said trying to act nonchalant.
"Oh yeah?" Harry asked with a smirk, before he tackled Peter back onto the couch.
Then he started tickling him.
"Okay, okay I call it, I call it," Peter cried, his stomach hurting from laughing so hard.
Harry stopped his assault and smiled down at Peter, eyes bright as he caught his breath.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked a few minutes later smiling.
Peter nodded up at him, dizzy grin plastered on his face.
Harry leant down and kissed Peter softly, before lying beside him.
Peter lay on his side, so he was facing Harry and smiled,
"Hey," he whispered.
"Hey," Harry whispered back with a soft smile, taking Peters hand and kissing his knuckles.
The boys lay there for a while, getting lost in eachother's eyes.

Peter's eyes were one of the things that drew Harry to him. They were always a warm hazel colour, looking almost golden when the sun hit them in a certain way.
But up close, Harry could see that Peter's eyes were more than just one colour.
Peter's eyes were a mix of dark and light hues that seemed to almost swirl around one another, giving them that warmth that Harry loved to melt in. His eyes were warm and inviting, with golden flecks around the pupils.
Smiling, the older boy gently ran the back of his fingers over Peter's cheek, gently brushing his neck.
The younger teen smiled, eyes fluttering at the sensation.

For Peter it was the blueness of Harry's eyes that drew him in. Up close they were almost a turquoise, the blue being dominant over the green. They were pools that Peter could get lost in yet feel at home all at once.
Harry's eyes were naturally bright and made Peter feel calm whenever he looked at them. When the light caught his eyes, they looked like an endless ocean. The green flecks that were scattered through his eyes, made it seem like they were hiding secrets.
Peter couldn't help but smile at that thought as he shifted closer to Harry.
"You have really pretty eyes," Peter whispered, never tearing his gaze away from Harry's.
"You have really pretty eyes too," Harry whispered back, smiling softly when Peter's seemed to light up, making him look young and happy.

The two of them stayed like that, just gazing into eachother's eyes until Peter yawned. Harry pulled the blanket from the back of the couch over the top of them, smiling as Peter snuggled into his chest. The older teen held him close, one hand running softly through Peter's curls.
As he drifted off to sleep Harry decided that if he could do one thing for the rest of his life, he would happily drown in his boyfriends' eyes.

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