Kesmet's fate//being Rewritten

5

I awoke the next morning. Something was off. The bed felt weighted, and I could feel someone, or something, cuddled up to me. I turned to see Peter, laying in bed. "Gah!" I screamed, falling out of bed. On my way down, I accidentally kicked Peter in the face.
"Ow!" He sat up quickly, holding his jaw. "I think I taste blood." I was almost speechless.  I sat on the ground, wondering what to say. "Well, maybe you shouldn't sneak into people's beds!" I finally blurted.
"Babe, I-"
"Peter! Why!?" I was still on the floor, looking up at him. He had a t-shirt on, and some odd looking pants.
"Are those...Are those mine!?" I asked.
"Well, I didn't have any pj's and you left a pair lying around so-" I stood up.
"You weirdo. You packed a bag too!"
"Most clothes are gone! Remember?" I just stood there, once again, speechless. He rolled to the side I was standing nearest to.
"Babe, I am sorry. I should have asked." He grabbed his jaw again, and moved it slightly.
"Let me see." I said. I kneeled down, looking at his face. "It looks like you bit your lip. No big deal," I said. I walked over to my bag, grabbing a couple peices of cloth. "Put those in your mouth, it should stop the bleeding." He unwillingly put the cloth in his mouth.
"Babe, agan I m serry."
"What?" I asked, as I put the cloth rest of the cloth away. He rolled his eyes, and looked down.
"I need to get dressed, can you leave please?" I asked. He got up, wrapping the blanket around his waist. "What are you doing?"
"I don't want anyone else to see your weird pajamas on me." He dragged the blanket out of the door, and into the hall. I got dressed, still in shock. I didn't know if I should yell at him, or let it slide. I opened the door, seeing him awkwardly standing in the hall. He ran into the room, red covering his face. I walked onto the balcony, watching the sun rise higher into the sky. Peter walked out onto the deck, and pulled me close to him. I pushed him aside, not turning away from the sky. Before Peter could say anything, Ego walked in.
"Peter, I need to talk to you." Peter and I turned.
"Um, okay" Peter leaned fo a quick kiss goodbye. I let him kiss my cheek, and walk away.
"I'll be back soon." He waved, and left the room. I was now alone.