You and Peter were not on very good terms to put it lightly, meaning that neither of you wanted to do anything with each other. Even in school projects both of you wanted to just not be partners. And 9/10 you guys weren't.
You and Peter also shared a dorm room, meaning you both had to share a bathroom and small kitchen, (yall are in a fancy school mk😭) living room but with different bedrooms. But the walls where thin like paper so you could hear things sometimes, you never minded it though.
But one horrible, snowy day up on the north where you live- Peter was used to it, but he was... not the brightest when it came to proper attire for cold and snowy days. Yesterday he wore a Choker- baggy pants with some boots, and a long sleeve, [thin] shirt. No scarf, gloves, hat, nothing. Just the stuff you'd wear on a chilly day. So to nobody's surprise he got sick, since school was also canceled he had no nurse to take care of him like a baby. So it was passed onto you. You weren't the smartest in medicine but your southern father (before he left you) had taught you some stuff for getting rid up colds.
Peter was currently coughing in his room and sneezing/sniffling, it was annoying so you barged into his room but he wasn't happy with that.
Peter:"what the f#ck y/n?!"
He yelled out and sat up, he was in some baggy pj pants but with no shirt on, of course. He was a bit paler then usual and he didn't have his black eyeshadow and normal Gothic features. His hair was all frizzy and Messed up, making him look pretty funny- he looked pretty tired but you didn't care, he was ruining your personal time so he deserved it. You stomped over to him and grabbed him by the neck, dragging him out of his bed and out of his room, into the bathroom.
Y/n:"shower. Now. I can't stand listening to you cough up a storm while I'm doing my stuff"
As you said this, Peter looked angry and his neck was slightly red from your strong grip.
Peter:"I'm not sick y/n! Also don't touch me-!" Sneeze
You rolled your eyes and turned on the water to make sure it was hot, you put some bubbles in it because Peter wants to act like a baby then he should be treated as shuch, right? You grabbed his wrist and he let out a small grunt before pulling away.
Peter:"I can take a bath by myself! I can undress myself too!"
You sighed and turned around, hearing Peter's pants hit the floor and the water woosh around. You heard him groan at the steamy temp, once he was all the way in he let out a small whimper, he was usually used to cold water.
Peter:"....you can turn around now..."
He grumbles and you turn around and see him. He looked uncomfortable but it looked like it was helping. You walked over to him and smiled softly, getting some water on his head and hair to wash it. His body was covered by the water so nothing inappropriate was shown, you got some shampoo on your hands as you washed his hair. The two of you might be enemy's but this moment was peaceful. No fights. No yelling. Just silence and the sound of water whooshing around..
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(This is my first story like this so please cut me some slack 😭, that's pt 1 so there might be more)
Please don't use my story's as your own
