Goth Boy Peter~ [Peter x Fem Reader]

Chapter 41

•Continued•

🥀: I stare at her for a second, processing what she just said, and how she said it.. My eyes soften, and I lean back a little. Did I do that? It sounds like she's crying.. I didn't realize I was making her this uncomfortable. I just want her to eat. I want her to enjoy eating. I don't want her to starve herself.. "Y/N.." I say quietly as I lean in towards her. "Please.. At least eat the toast.." I say softly.

🪻: I stay still and keep quiet. I feel really bad. I didn't mean to upset him by not eating his food. But why did he have to bring up my health..?

🥀: Worry fills my eyes when she doesn't answer me. "Please, Y/N.." I wait a couple of seconds, and still no response. I bite my lip as I stare at her, not knowing what to do. I take a piece of bacon and break it in half, putting one piece in my mouth as I hand her the other.

🪻: I shake my head no when I see the bacon in his hand.

🥀: I set the bacon back down onto the plate before pulling the tray towards me. I start cutting up the waffle for her, and when I finish, I head to the kitchen, and I come back with a glass of milk and a bottle of syrup with a small sauce bowl. I place the glass down on the nightstand before sitting down and pouring syrup into the small sauce bowl.

(I put my syrup into a separate container cause I don't like my waffles soggy 😭)

🪻: When he leaves, I quickly wipe my tears and take a deep breath, trying to calm down. I have no idea what he's doing..

🥀: I grab the toast and put it in front of her. Once again, there was no response, so I took a bite before putting it back on the plate. I grab the fork and put it near her mouth with a waffle at the end of it. She leans back, so I eat it. I do the same with the eggs, same reaction..

🪻: I'm a little confused by what he's doing. I don't mind him eating, since I'm not gonna eat it, but right here? He can just bring it into his room.. I slowly look up at him, now just watching him eat.

🥀: I try to ignore her and continue to eat more of the waffle and the toast. I place the fork down and reach over to grab the glass of milk beside her before taking a sip. I hand it to her, offering her to drink it.

🪻: My brows furrow in confusion, and I lean back. "No, thank you.." I say softly

🥀: "Okay." I reach over and place it back on the nightstand. I take another bite of the waffle before looking at her. "I put cinnamon in here, and it's surprisingly really good.. You have good taste, Y/N.." I say before taking another bite, hoping that'll maybe make her willing to eat it.

🪻: My eyes widen at his words. I have to be crazy. There's no way he would know I like cinnamon in my waffles. I haven't had them in so long.. My dad used to make them for me, but ever since he left, my mom doesn't care enough to at least attempt to make them. I tear up a little as I look to the side. I wonder if they're just as good.. The thought makes my stomach growl, and I get embarrassed.

🥀: A smirk forms on my face when I hear her stomach growl. So she is hungry. Who would've thought.. "Are you sure you're not hungry?~ If you don't speak up now, I might eat all of it.." I say teasingly as I put the fork in front of her, again with a waffle at the end. "I won't even look, okay?" I say as I turn my head and cover my eyes with my free hand.