[11] METAMORPHOSIS

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METAMORPHOSIS

     The next morning, I wake up with a jolt, sighing in relief when I see a familiar brown haired head next to me

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     The next morning, I wake up with a jolt, sighing in relief when I see a familiar brown haired head next to me.

Thank goodness.

Placing a hand over my heart, I move as quietly and slightly as possible so as to not wake him.

Minutes later, however, Peter wakes up with a yawn, blinking a few times as he senses movement on the bed.

"Hey." Peter sleepily greets, shifting on the bed so that he's facing me.

When I don't respond, he opens his eyes with a slight frown.

"You okay?" He asks.

"Yeah. I'm okay." I say, resting my chin on my knees as I let out a soft breath.

"Are you sure?" He insists, sitting up.

"It was just a bad dream." I say, pursing my lips as we make eye contact.

"What kind of bad dream?"

"Well..." I begin, but then shake my head, voice trailing off as I recall what the dream was about.

"Ness?" Peter calls out, placing a hand on my knee. His eyes carefully search mine but he doesn't press.

In the end, I give in.

"It was about you." I say, looking away. "Someone was going after you and you were hurt, and...yeah...that kind of dream."

"It's okay." He says softly, his thumb drawing circles on my knee.

"It was just a dream. I'm still here." He reassures, giving me a soft, warm hug. "I'm okay."

"Y-yeah, I know." I say with a nod, shutting my eyes tight as I hug him back.

"How are your bruises?"

He asks as we break apart.

"Not sure, but they don't hurt as much anymore." I say with a smile. "You?"

"Same here." He says, the two of us letting out a slight chuckle, interrupted when I wince.

"What's wrong?" Peter immediately asks.

"My eyes hurt." I say, shutting my eyes tight, softly applying pressure on my eyelids as the burning, hot sensation increases. "Maybe because of the crying?" I suggest, peaking one eye open.

"Let me see." Peter says, scooting closer to me as open my eyes and look at him.

"Woah." He says, his eyes widening.

"What is it?" I ask, biting the inside of my cheek.

"Well, I don't want you to freak out but, your eyes are glowing blue." He says in the calmest of ways, his eyes carefully watching for my reaction.

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