What's nice about setting the party at home is that the apartment isn't so small that their guests can't wander around the living room without feeling boxed in but also not so large that it encourages anyone to stand apart from the rest. In fact, Reid would say it's just right, and he's pleased to see that everyone appears comfortable and relatively at ease--
(Alec looks skeptical but then, Alec often looks skeptical.)
--but more than just the coziness of it all, he feels like he's celebrating with family. Everyone in this room is someone he cares about, someone important to him, and Reid's experience with people like that in his life is fairly limited. It all still feels a little new to him: having close friends, sharing an apartment with his boyfriend, being in love with someone who hasn't been taken from him. Much like his birthday and Halloween, this is a Thanksgiving he already knows he'll never forget, the first of what he hopes will be many in Darrow.
When he spots Peter during a free moment, Reid wastes no time in reaching for Luke's hand and tugging him along so they can talk to their friend. They've spoken a couple times since he and Luke had returned from that awful version of the city but as far as quality time goes, there hasn't been much. Between taking time off to recover and moving into the apartment and then diving back into work, they've both been rather busy; but tonight, he hopes to leave all that at the door.
He's all smiles as they approach Peter, and Reid lifts his free hand up to offer a little wave. "Hi," he greets, "we're so glad you and Jason could make it. I'll be honest, I was worried that nobody would end up showing up, and we'd have all this extra food for a week's worth of leftovers." That's not exactly true, Luke can (and should, considering what his condition had been like in the other Darrow) eat everything spread out on that kitchen counter in minutes, but that's not really something that needs to be mentioned.
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(Alec looks skeptical but then, Alec often looks skeptical.)
--but more than just the coziness of it all, he feels like he's celebrating with family. Everyone in this room is someone he cares about, someone important to him, and Reid's experience with people like that in his life is fairly limited. It all still feels a little new to him: having close friends, sharing an apartment with his boyfriend, being in love with someone who hasn't been taken from him. Much like his birthday and Halloween, this is a Thanksgiving he already knows he'll never forget, the first of what he hopes will be many in Darrow.
When he spots Peter during a free moment, Reid wastes no time in reaching for Luke's hand and tugging him along so they can talk to their friend. They've spoken a couple times since he and Luke had returned from that awful version of the city but as far as quality time goes, there hasn't been much. Between taking time off to recover and moving into the apartment and then diving back into work, they've both been rather busy; but tonight, he hopes to leave all that at the door.
He's all smiles as they approach Peter, and Reid lifts his free hand up to offer a little wave. "Hi," he greets, "we're so glad you and Jason could make it. I'll be honest, I was worried that nobody would end up showing up, and we'd have all this extra food for a week's worth of leftovers." That's not exactly true, Luke can (and should, considering what his condition had been like in the other Darrow) eat everything spread out on that kitchen counter in minutes, but that's not really something that needs to be mentioned.
"Anyway," Reid continues, "Happy Thanksgiving."