The Roomate

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Peter opened his eyes slowly, feeling Gwen's body against his back as she slept soundly; her arm draped over his stomach; her lips dangerously close to the nape of his neck. It stirred something familiar inside of his chest and his groin. This girl would be the death of him.

With spider like reflexes he turned to face her; pressing their chests together as she stirred just slightly. She was the most beautiful girl in the world; pink lips parted showing perfect teeth and long black lashes resting on the tops of her cheeks.

How could he ever think of leaving her? A second without her would be torture.

Peter reach up and touched Gwen's cheek, causing a grin to form on perfect lips. He kissed her then, causing the smile to spread between them as her eyes opened and two sparkling orbs of blue searched his tired face.

"Morning, Ace."

"Morning, beautiful."

He kissed her again, wrapping strong arms around her as she buried her face in the bend of his neck. "I love you, Gwen Stacy." Her lips grazed the sensitive skin against his Adam's apple; "I love you, Peter."

X

Almost an hour later they stood in the small kitchen, coffee cups in hand and grins on their faces. "Peter, I know you're going to argue with me but maybe I should go look for an apartment today. I could look in the area so we're close - maybe even the same building, but this is moving so fast. I don't want you to regret—-."

"I will never regret anything when it comes to you, Gwen." He said seriously. "Pete, I know. I just—-." Peter sat his mug down on the counter top; his light hearted mood failing. "You stay here. Literally, right here in this apartment - forever. That would solve at least half of my troubles plus I can keep you all to myself."

Gwen grinned, taking a quick sip of the black coffee before sitting the mug down and crossing the small room to stand dangerously close to our hero.

"A few days ago you wanted to break up with me and now you want to keep me imprisoned in your apartment. You've got some major issues, champ."

Gwen looked up at Peter slowly, batting her lashes as she pulled him in close for a kiss.

Oh, you have no idea kid.

"I didn't -want- to break up with you. I just want to keep you safe and I have no idea how I'm going to do that yet. You're staying here - end of discussion."

"I like it when you're bossy." Gwen whispered, smoothing the fabric of the simple tie he wore. "...and I like you in a tie."

Peter grinned, kissing her once more before he put some space between them. "I'm off to The Bugle to try and sell some shots of Spider-Man. Then I'm going to check in at Oscorp. Curtis Conner's left me a voicemail yesterday about a possible job opening in his lab."

"That's great, Pete."

Gwen smiled up at him - her perfect genuine smile that lit up his world. How did he get so lucky?

"Make yourself at home. This is your home now. I'll do a sweep through the city when I'm done with Conner and be back this evening, ok?"

"Okay." Gwen assured, straightening his tie again before handing Peter his coffee and seeing him out the front door. "Have a good day, sweetie." She called, leaning against the door frame as he stared back at her in wonder - raising his mug before disappearing down the hall.

X

By the time he returned to her his - their - apartment was unrecognizable. The empty takeout containers were gone, the dishes were clean and all of his clothes were washed and neatly put away. A faint stab in his heart made him think of aunt May and how she always took care of him when he was home. Peter stepped inside the apartment; surprised to see Gwen standing almost where he had left her - her hair pulled back in a tight pony tail as she sang along with Maroon 5 in her earbuds and chopped an array of vegetables skillfully before dumping them in a frying pan.

Peter grinned as she belted out the song, moving her hips to the silent music in the room. She looked so young, carefree and beautiful not to mention the apartment looked amazing. There was a light scent coming from somewhere around him that smelled like cake. Warm, vanilla cake with coconut - not the usual day old Chinese with a hint of body odor he was used to.

Gwen had been busy today.

She turned to grab something from a grocers bag on the table behind her - spotting him in the small living room. "Oh, hey!" Gwen pulled the buds from her ears and smiled at him, throwing her hand up in a slight wave as he closed the space between them and handed her the bouquet of bright sunflowers and tulips he'd picked up for her on his way home from his patrol.

"Hey, you. This place looks amazing. Are you baking a cake?"

Gwen laughed at the thought.

"That's one of my many candles. I lit it in the bedroom earlier. I hope you don't mind it?"

"No, I don't mind it at all." He assured with a grin, pulling her into his embrace. "You should have waited for me. I would have cleaned this place up."

Gwen grinned, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he watched her blush and turn towards the stove. "There was fuzzy pizza under the bed. I think it could have cured cancer it had so much fuzz in the box." It was Peter's turn to blush. "Ahh," Gwen giggled. "I grew up with three brothers, Ace. It's nothing." She assured. She was the perfect girl, he thought as she thanked him for the flowers and turned back to the kitchen.

"Go get washed up. Dinners almost ready."

Gwen busied herself with what was left of the vegetables, stealing a glance as Peter brushed past her to the bathroom. It shined almost as brightly as the kitchen. He pulled his shirt off - staring at himself in the clean mirror - before glancing around the bathroom. There was a place for everything all of a sudden not to mention a small department store section of women's toiletries. He reach out and grabbed a small pink bottle of perfume; sniffing it quickly. It smelled heavenly. Like Gwen.

There was a rap on the door suddenly and he fumbled to replace the delicate bottle, turning to meet Gwen's amused expression.

"Dinners got about fifteen minutes. Good thing I only need ten."

Peter watched her close to space between them quickly, placing a hand on either side of his face as she backed him into the sink and kissed him passionately.

Best. Roommate. Ever.

xxx

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