Y/n:
You loved Peter he was a sweet boy and you loved him but some times he could be annoying.
"PETER!" You screamed from downstairs "What's up!?" Peter said as he rushed down "Where's my Pink Floyd Record?" "U-um I don't know" peter dashed back upstairs "Peter I swear" you whispered, a couple minutes later of searching you gave up and went upstairs "That's it Peter, you either give it to me or I go and get another one" "What, I didn't take it!" "Looks like a new one it is" you went to go grab your keys "That's it Peter!" "What!" "Give me my keys asshole!" "I didn't take them!" "Oh, then who did?" "I don't know" Peter said rubbing the back of his neck "Peter you do that when you lie" "Pff no I don't!" "Whatever, looks like I'm walking then" you opened the door and slammed it shut mad "If he wants to play like this then fine!" You lightly jogged to the record store.
Peter:
"Shit" now I felt bad because now she's walking in the dark while it's snowing to go get a record even thought I have it. "I'm ba-" y/n stared at me mouth draped open "PETER I SWEAR!" she placed the bag on the counter and ran downstairs "Listen I'm sorry y/n!" "You do this all the time, do you realize how annoying it is!" "No..." I rubbed the back of my neck, this time of guilt. There I was playing packman while y/n sat on our bed annoyed "DANG IT!" I screamed "What now" "I almost got to level 69!" Y/n rolled her eyes "You need to grow up Peter" y/n said looking back at her phone annoyed "Grow up!" "Yes!" "No I don't need to grow up, all you do is stare at that stupid screen all day as the light lasers your eyeballs!" "You know what maybe your right but at least I don't sit in my mom's basement when your able to get your own house!"
Y/n:
I took that joke a bit to far, "Peter I'm sorry I didn't mean it!" I said banging on his bathroom door "Go away" Peter said sobs in his voice "No" Peter slammed the door open "Go! Get out!" "Peter I'm sorry" "Go" Peter pointed to the door his eyes puffy and red "No Peter" you said walking up to him "Get off of me" you hugged him tightly "I'm sorry" Peter just stood there looking down at you arms opened "Did you really mean that though?" "No, I wanted when I was younger to live in my mom's house till I was 30" Peter laughed so did you Peter slowly wrapped his arms around you and took you to his bed "I'm tired" "Same" you and Peter hopped into bed, one of Peters hands wrapped around you as you faced him, one of your hand playing with his hair . "I love you Peter" "I love you too y/n" you smiled and blushed.
