the chemistry project

towel

as peter's hips stuttered against y/n's for the last time, both reaching their climaxes, quiet and breathy moans were let loose. the air was thick and warm, music still playing quietly in the background. peter gently pulled out of y/n, taking the condom off and disposing of it properly before turning to look over at y/n who was lying on her bed, chest rising and falling as she recollected herself. peter's chest fluttered as his eyes wandered down her body, landing on the small wet patch beneath her core. his eyes slightly widened as he fixated on it.

'peter? hellooo?' y/n laughed softly, noticing his sudden pause. she followed his gaze down to her core and noticed the wet patch, quietly laughing to herself over his reaction. peter's eyes made their way back to hers and he exhaled quickly, offering a slightly guilty smile. y/n rolled her eyes playfully. 'yes, peter. it happens.' she referred to what he was so fixated on just moments prior. peter laughed nervously and scratched the back of his neck. 'i-i know. i've just never really uh, seen it before, i guess?' his answer came out as more of a question. y/n smiled softly and gently grasped peter's hand after she sat up. 'peter, you did that.' she said with a tinge of desire behind her words. peter's breath caught in his throat at her words as a sense of almost pride began to seep through him. he looked into her eyes and leaned in, giving y/n a small peck on the cheek. 

peter motioned for y/n to stay on the bed as he wandered cautiously to the bathroom to retrieve a towel. as he returned, y/n was sitting on the bed with her knees up and her head resting against them. she had a small smile on her face when peter returned and gently bought her legs back down and apart. peter's hand delicately cleaned y/n up, not wanting to be too harsh on her already sensitive core. y/n just admired the level of care this boy had for her. she has truly been blinded the entire time she's known him. every single joke or jab was just a cover up. because maybe after all this time, she's liked him all along but been too blinded by denial. 

y/n just watching his curls fall back into his eyes as he gently bit his lip, being ever so careful not to hurt her. peter then stood up and grabbed all of their clothes off the ground, passing y/n hers first. the two got dressed in silence, sharing secret looks and small smiles never leaving their faces. 

once peter began pulling his shoes on, y/n shuffled through her homework as she played with a loose piece of thread on the hem of her shorts. peter looked at his watch and his eyes widened slightly as he realised the time. he quickly tied his laces and packed his backpack with all his belongings before turning to y/n with sad, puppy dog eyes. 

'y/n, i'm really sorry but i-i've really gotta get going. may is expecting me home for dinner soon.' he pleaded apologetically as he nervously fidgeted his thumbs against his shirt. y/n lifted her head  up and peter with an 'oh' look on her face. nevertheless, she gave a tight lipped smile and stood up. 'it's ok, peter. tell may i said hi.' she said quietly, giving him a small kiss on the cheek. peter's cheeks gently flushed as he smiled sadly and made his way downstairs and out the door. once he began walking down her street, peter let out a heavy sigh, rattled with guilt. 

y/n curled back up in bed, listening to the music that was still gently playing in the background. she smiled softly as she thought of what her and peter had just done but it was tainted with the sting of him leaving so soon. she knew it wasn't his fault and she had no reason to be angry with peter yet she still felt a twinge of hurt in her heart. she hadn't realised how attached she had gotten to peter. his presence put her at ease so much that she hadn't realised how much time she had been spending with him. 

y/n's feelings felt so muddled and confusing; she didn't know what to think about her and peter anymore. at first it was simple: hooking up with no strings attached. but then things started to change after flash's birthday party. something about that night opened up an entire new pandora's box of what if's and maybe's. it was all too much. y/n was feeling crowded by her own mind and could only find peace by doing one thing. god, she hated that it was the only thing that gave her a bubble of fresh air, free from the stress of her own confusion. 

she had no reason to be upset with peter and in fact, she was upset with herself for getting too carried away with her feelings and her heart. no guy had been so sweet and caring like peter was. no guy had ever made y/n feel the way that peter did. she was at a loss for words when she tried to put her thoughts into coherent sentences. maybe she was scared of peter leaving or forgetting about her. maybe she was scared to let her walls down and be used for her body or popularity again. she shook her head and let out a heavy exhale before standing up and heading towards her bathroom. y/n quietly shut the door before she rummaged through her bathroom drawers looking for it. her heart sped up and her fingers gently trembled as she felt it prick her finger softly. 

A/N: sorry this is a shorter chapter! i wasn't going to head in a more angsty direction in this chapter but changed my mind!! this is a bit more of a filler chapter but definitely keep a look out for more updates!! i am trying my best to get more writing done as i start university next week and will be busy with that as well as work!! all the best, love you guys xoxo