[Jon blinks because... Really, even all those months with Peter as the head of the Institute, he never actually saw anyone do this. Did he see anything at all? For a brief moment, he knows he came here alone.
Eyes are on him. Passing over with a curiosity, peeling that first layer of obscurity off. His heart is racing.
no subject
Eyes are on him. Passing over with a curiosity, peeling that first layer of obscurity off. His heart is racing.
Stop looking. Stop looking stop looking stop lookin--
It passes, and he's breathless when he hears the lock click on the other side.]
P-please... Open the door.