Your Boyfriend x y/n Whatever It Takes

Chapter Three *Edited

I woke up in Peter's warm embrace. Pulled tightly to his chest in a vice like grip, I knew I'd have to wake him up to get out of bed. "Pet-" Fuck. I almost used his name. I quickly glanced up at his face, not daring to move or speak in case I had accidentally woken him. Thankfully he didn't react and seemed to stay asleep. I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding, and tried again. this time using his nickname. "Cutie? Hey wake up."

After a few times of repeating myself he groaned but tiredly opened his eyes. He blinked his eyes a few times, almost like he didn't believe I was actually here in his arms. But once he seemed to finally believe it he smiled and snuggled his head closer to mine. "Mine." He whispered, so quietly I almost didn't hear him.

I chuckled. "Come on Cutie, I gotta get up and call off work. Plus we need to talk to the landlord."

"Noooo..." Peter moaned. "Let's just stay like this a little longer."

I thought about it for a second, I guess it couldn't hurt. "Okay. I'll give you five minutes." I finally convinced Peter get up with me, after fifteen minutes... But I can't say I'm mad, I did enjoy how sweetly he held me. I can only hope it lasts. I don't know how long he's going to treat me so nice. I wonder if his attitude will change once he knows that I know he's been stalking me. God I hope not...

Ugh I can't dwell on this I have shit to do.

I quickly threw on my pajamas from yesterday night and grabbed my clothes, including my favorite hoodie before heading towards the bathroom. After brushing my teeth I jumped in the shower and quickly cleaned myself, enjoying the warm water on my sore body. Deciding not to spend all day in here I cut my shower short and toweled dry before stepping out to get dressed, then I tried drying my hair to my best of my abilities without using Lucy's blow-dryer, mostly because I was to lazy to search the bathroom for it. After it was sufficiently dry I sloppily pulled it into a ponytail.

I finally stepped out of the bathroom, "Alright, bathrooms all yours." I said to Peter, walking over and flopping down on the couch next to him. He had gotten dressed in his clothes from yesterday aside from his black vest.

He quickly leaned over and pecked me on the lips before jumping up off the couch. "Thanks!" He said with a sweet smile before walking off and into the bathroom. Startled by the sudden kiss, I didn't react until he closed the door behind him. I shook my head back and forth, trying not to blush any more then I already was, not that anyone was around to see me. Ugh, why am I like this?!? I had kissed his yesterday and hadn't reacted like this.

After finally taking a few minutes to calm back down I finally called my boss and told them I couldn't come in today. I was relived to hear they didn't have a break in or find a body in the freezer. Although the boss was pissed I wasn't gonna make it, and was even more pissed when I told her it was just a 'small cold', and I didn't even have a doctor's note. Heaven forbid I call off one fucken day! I finally just told the boss that I wouldn't be in and hung up in the middle of her rant about trying to find someone to cover for me. Not that I cared. I have other shit to do today.

Peter didn't take as long of a shower as I did, maybe a fifteen minute one. It still felt like ages when you have nothing else to do. His clothes were wrinkled and you could tell he was tired. He was still missing his vest, so I went back to my bedroom and grabbed it, it was strange seeing him without it on, walking back out into the living room I met him halfway and handed it to him.

Once he put his vest back one I smile and gave him a wink. "Lookin' good Cutie~"

He gave me a sly smile. It seemed like he was about to say something but was interrupted by a knock on the door. His smile dropped and he rolled his eyes, annoyed before walking over to answer it. I followed behind him. Not surprisingly it it was the landlord.