Your father's secret

Part 16: *SMUT*

The tower doors opened revealing Peter with flowers and a heart shape box of chocolates. Everyone one was too busy concentrating on winning to notice the jester Peter was making. But lucky, I didn't care about winning, all I cared about at this moment is hiding Peter from everyone else.  Quickly, I got up from the table alerting a few people at my fast movements. I rushed over to Peter grabbing hold of his arm and pulling him away from the avengers. Peters expressions are pretty easy to read he's like a mirror. His eyes wide and brows furrowed, he was scared and confused.

"Hey" I finally spoke in a hushed voice making sure they can't hear us.

"Hey" he answered in the same tone. I looked down at his arms and noticed the flowers and chocolates again. Peter noticed I was looking at them and extended his arms motioning for me to take them. Gladly, I took the presents from Peters arms and smelt the flowers. Tiger Lilly, my favourite.

"Do you like them?" Peter spoke timidly looking up at me with worry in his eyes.

"I love them" I nodded. Who knew Peter was such a hopeless romantic. A smile spread across his face as the worry washed away. We stared into each others eyes, I got lost in the golden brown of his eyes. I could always get lost in his eyes no matter what.

"I'm glad you do!" He exclaimed his smile still well intact. Would this be a good time to kiss him?. The last time we kissed was yesterday so it wasn't that long ago. Maybe I should kiss him just in case to not make it weird. I lent up slowly filling the gap in between our faces, he was hesitant at first but kissed back almost immediately. I pulled away but to my surprise Peter followed me leaning in as I lent back.

"Peter.. I can't- breathe" I chuckled in between kisses. Finally, he broke the kiss.

"Sorry.." he spoke timidly looking into my eyes as I looked into his. I'm glad we decided to date, I finally get the old Peter back instead of the dick Peter. I took his hand and pulled him up into my room. He studied my room as we walked in, it was only the second time he had been in here. This would be a perfect time to talk about were we stand with each other.

"We should talk" I said breaking the silence. He looked up at me from playing with a pencil, a worried expression plastered on his face.

"W-what about?" He stammered. He knew exactly what I was talking about. Did he seriously think I was going to break up with him?.

"You know.. us" I spoke looking straight in his eyes. His whole body at this point fidgeting with anxiety. His biceps flexing as he cupped his hands together.

"I'm not going bc to break up with you" I laughed. His expression softened as a small smile spread on his face. He furrowed his eyebrows, questioning what else we would need to talk about.

"Okay.. then what do you need to talk to me about?" He questioned. I sighed, how should I even put this? I don't want people to find out about us?. It's stupid relationships, really.

"We should keep us a secret" I blurted out. His face dropped instantly. Shit, that sounded too harsh. I love him don't get me wrong, but.. my dad, I just met the avengers what would they think of me?. He dropped his face to look at his hands as he played with them. Maybe this was a mistake, shit, it was a mistake.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it" I spoke trying to catch his gaze. Maybe I shouldn't have done that, we should tell everyone that were dating, right? I mean, it wouldn't be okay to lie to them.

"We should tell everyone, I don't know what I was thinking. I like you, and I think you like me, I think we shouldn't stay private." I said. I didn't want this at all. The avengers will think I'm a fucking slut. Because of a stupid boy. He lifted his head back up at me, a small smile growing on his face as admiration filled his eyes. I forced a smile back at him. He started to lean in, I got the hint. His lips feeling like home, I sunk into the kiss. Rapping my arms further around his neck pulling him closer as his hands found my waist. I broke the kiss, touching out foreheahs. I stared into his eyes. What the fuck was I thinking dating him. I literally hated him for like eight months. Fuck me.