The TSB fanfic 🐻‍❄️🌊🔪🌲 (Cole x Peter)

Kisses 💋

Original story, created by- Dakotahstacy3. ONLY on Wattpad.
Anywhere else, it has been stolen, without permission. Support real artists and writers!
(Written back in July 2024)

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[Not my video. It's the lipstick kiss trend thing. And it's Ve'ondre Mitchell 🫶🏻🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️]

Cole and Peter are so adorable. They're so in love, like... exploding into love- I dunno. 🎇❤️‍🔥💗

[Will get a bit spicy * but mostly fluff]

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~how could we ever just be friends?~

~friends don't look at friends that way~

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Cole's pov
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Me and Peter were laying on our bed together, him laying on top of me, while we made out.
It was just getting good when he decided to leave.
Really!?

"Mm- wait. I have an idea." Peter said, running off excitedly.

"Uh... okay." I mumbled to myself, leaning up on my elbows. Waiting for his return.

He came back into the room with a big grin, holding something behind his back.

"What do you have?" I asked suspiciously.

Peter walked closer, blushing and grinning like a fool.

"What is it?" I asked, lightly chuckling, sitting up.

He stood in front of me, swaying side to side. "Just close your eyes."

"Umm. I don't know if I want to." I looked at him suspiciously.

"Just do it!" He said, covering my eyes with his hand.

"Alright. Fine. It better not be anything bad." I mumbled.
"I don't know why you had to stop our makeout session. That was just getting fun then you ju-"

Peter suddenly slammed his lips against mine, firmly grabbing my head.

"Damn- what was that-" I opened my eyes, surprised.
"Wait, why are-" Looking at him, a huge smile on his face, red lipstick smeared on his lips.

"Wait, did you just- you..." I mumbled flustered, reaching my hand up to my lips.
He had a huge smile, he was so happy.

"Just kiss me, idiot." His hands grabbing my face, pushing me into another kiss.

"Mm. But- mmph, why the lipst-" I tried to say, stopped by his kisses.
Gently pushing him away. "Okay. But uh, why?" I asked, tilting my head.

"Because it's fun." He huffed. "Now. Let me make out with you." He pouted.

Laughing at his little face, begging for a kiss. "Alright. Fine. Better than someone else leaving lipstick on me. Like that one lady at a gathering with the strong perfume, that's like- all touching and no one really likes-" I rambled on.

"Cole!" He yelled, holding my face.

"Sorry." I apologized, his lips slamming back onto mine.

"Mmph- where did you even get that?" I asked curiously.
"Wait- did you steal that from my mom!?" I suddenly thought.

"No! Ew. It's from that time we put makeup on you." He laughed.

"Oh." I said, frowning.

"What's wrong?" He asked confused.