Peter/YB X Female Reader //Highschool Drama//

Chapter 80: Morning After

Y/N POV

Ring. Ring. Ring. I sat up, frustrated and grabbed my phone.
  "What?" I answered.
It was Lucy.
  "Oh my gosh, are you sick?" She asked.
  "No? Now what do you want?" I asked.
Peter moved to look up at me. He seemed mad due to the fact I could hear a low growl come from his throat.
  "Well what time are you gonna be here? TK and Steph offered to help pack up items." Lucy asked.
Oh shit. I pulled my phone away for a second to look at the time. Damn it was already 11am.
  "Ugh..." I mumbled, looking down at Peter.
He frowned at me. I shrugged.
  "You know... Today probably ain't gonna work.... I ain't feeling the best." I muttered.
  "No shit, you sound like it. And ok. Would you at least want us to start packing shit?" Lucy asked, chuckling.
  "Yeah sure. Thanks. I'd appreciate it." I said.
  "Mk. Feel better Y/N." She said.
  "I will soon enough. Cya." I said before hanging up.
I set my phone down and lied back down.
  "Let me guess. She wanted to know if we were going back to get stuff?" Peter asked.
I nodded.
  "But I feel like shit. Not sick. Just in pain." I explained.
Peter chuckled darkly, nuzzling his face in my neck, tongue gliding against it as he did. I involuntarily shivered from it. Just then I felt something hard against my thigh.
  "Seriously Peter?" I muttered.
  "How about morning sex?" He asked.
  "Not today. I'm in pain. Maybe some other time. Plus it really wouldn't be considered morning sex, due to the fact it is 11am." I said.
  "Mk." He mumbled.
  "I could honestly go back to sleep." I mumbled.
  "No ones saying you can't. I'd be glad to spend a day cuddling in bed with you." Peter said.
  "Then that's what we shall do." I said, smirking.

TK's POV

Lucy hung up and looked over at me.
  "So..." I muttered.
  "She ain't gonna come today. She's sick or some shit. But I told her we'd start packing for her." Lucy said.
  "Seriously?" Don said.
  "Hey its the least we can do to make up for yesterday." Steph said.
  "Fair point." I said.
  "Plus, she's probably just still upset." Steph said.
  "I don't know. She sounded really tired and like she had a sore throat." Lucy said.
  "Must of stayed up all night crying. I wouldn't be surprised." I said, walking over to the counter and grabbing packing tape.
  "Poor Y/N." Steph mumbled.
  "Hey, like you said, the least we can do is help her out. And when she comes, maybe we could... I don't know. Offer her to stay a little. Maybe go to a restaurant?" Lucy explained.
  "Good idea." Steph said.
  "Well I'd like to stay and help, but I have stuff to do. You 3 try not to break anything while packing. Cause next thing you know you're apologizing to Y/N for breaking her stuff." Don said, standing up and heading to the door.
  "Oh yeah. Like we're gonna break stuff." Lucy said, rolling her eyes.
  "You are clumsy, Lucy." Don said as he left the room.
Me and Steph chuckled as Lucy frowned.
  "Well let's get started on packing. Lucy, you start on the closet, I'll start on ther dresser, and TK you start in the bathroom." Steph said.
  "Got it." Me and Lucy said.

// Time Skip //

Y/N POV

I had only managed to fall back asleep for about an hour before waking up again. Only due to the fact I was now hungry. Me and Peter were talking about what we could have.
  "I mean we do have left over Chinese." Peter said.
  "Yeah but... I'm thinking more of a breakfast type of deal." I said.
  "How about pancakes? Waffles? French toast?" Peter said, naming things off.
  "Hmm..." I hummed.
Just then you could hear the faint sound of a phone ringing. Peter let out an irritated groan.
  "Someone needs you." I muttered, chuckling at his frustration.
  "It's probably Daniel or my whore for a sister." He mumbled.
  "Well, you should probably answer still." I said.
  "But... You're more important." He whined.
  "But if it's Daniel, doesn't that mean it's work related?" I asked.
  "Fine." Peter huffed, sitting up.
He got out of bed.
  "Hey do you know where you threw my boxers?" He asked.
  "Nope. But I'm sure as hell enjoying the view." I said, smirking.
Peter's face flushed red and he sheepishly smiled.
  "Also their on the other side of the bed." I said, chuckling.
  "Thanks." He said, walking over and picking them up.
He put them on before exiting the room. I laughed a little before lying back down and grabbing my phone.

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