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"No reason."

He then got off of you and cleared his throat.

You gently sat up with your legs still open, slowly closing them.

"It's getting late, darling. I think you should go sleep."

You responded with a nod.

While you were getting ready to stand up, Peter went behind you and put one of his hands on your waist.

"Want me to tuck you in?" He asked. Rubbing his hand up and down your waist slowly and gently.

You were clueless to what was going on.

"No thanks, I can tuck myself in.." You smoothly stated.

"Alright, just knock on my door if you need anything. Goodnight, darling."

He gave you a small kiss on your cheek before he left, feeling his cold big hand slip off your waist.

Though you were confused at what he was trying to imply, you missed his cold touch and breath on your skin.

You got in your bed and thought about what happened some minutes ago.

Your eyes were giving up on you, so you had no choice to close them and dream off to somewhere else.

It's better that way.

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