That Makes Three

Chapter Ten

PETER POV
Peter shivered as he woke. The cool breeze on his backside had him up and walking in seconds. He was used to waking up in strange places completely naked, so it didn't bother him. As yesterday had been a full moon, Peter was able to pick up his own scent in no time and walk the way he had came. Last night was a blur which would come back to him in a few hours but one thing stood out. The look on his friends faces. Roman has looked fascinated at his transformation, while Miya looked pained. And what had happened to her once he had changed? She had fallen onto all fours and reached for him. She hadn't looked hurt or afraid then, but more... dazed. Her eyes clouding and her body spasming. Peter stopped walking and touched his his cheek, still able to feel her touch on him. The thought sent a warm shiver down his spine and he laughed. She had seen him naked. Both of them had. He had been so caught up in the tremblings of the change in the talk before that he hadn't thought about that. His cheeks and neck going red Peter continued to walk home.

When he got there, he was relieved to see that his mom had left a blanket out for him. Snatching it up and wrapping it around his body he entered his trailer and froze when he saw Roman spread out across his couch. For a moment Peter stared at Roman's peaceful face, his light fringe which was usually jelled back cascaded around his face.

"He tried to wait up for you. Said he wouldn't go until you got back." Peter turned to see his mother coming out of his room. Peter felt his stomach churn and his eyelids droop.

"Hey mom." He said, walking over and hugging her. She laughed and patted his back lovingly.

"You've made some good friends Peter. I'm proud of you... just be carful." She said, walking to the kitchen table to collect her bag. That's when he saw the ham sandwich that was waiting for him next to a glass of milk. Making a sort of purring noise he grabbed it and took three bites before chewing delicately, tasting each flavour. Linda laughed again, smoothing down his hair, like she used to do to him as a child.

"Oh you're back." A sleepy tone came from the couch. Peter looked over to see Roman getting up and putting his coat back on, which he'd used as a blanket. He rubbed his eyes lazily before coming over to give Peter a hug.

"Hey, your secret's safe with me man. Thank you for trusting me." When Roman pulled away a tug pulled Peters lips until they were both smiling. When Peter noticed his mother staring at them he cleared his throat, biting around the crusts before picking up the other half of the sandwich.

"Miya's here too. She had a vision and then fell asleep. She's been in and out a couple times talking nonsense and almost fainting. I've been keeping an eye on her, changed her clothes cos she sweat through her other ones but now I know you're safe - I gotta go before I'm late." Linda said, slinging her coat over her shoulder.

"What time is it?" Roman asked as he looked down at his watch. When he saw what time it was he swore under his breath.

"I have to go too. I'll be back tonight - she'll probably just sleep till then anyway." He said quickly before disappearing through the door Linda was holding open. With a last look suddenly his mom was gone and the door was shutting behind her.

"What?" Peter whispered under his breath. Sighing he downed his milk before his feet lead him to his room. Opening the door he mentally prepared himself to throw himself onto his bed and curl up under the sheets only to find Miya already there, one leg over the crumpled sheets that she had flung to her chest and her auburn hair splayed across her face and the pillow. As he watched she moaned in her sleep, curling her head towards her chest and pulling her legs up, causing the sheet to fall away from her hip and expose her left butt cheek. It didn't look like she was having a very restful sleep.

Peter let the blanket fall to his waist and then tied it. Moving with an animalistic stillness he  moved to pull the cover from her fist and up to her chin. There was still a chill in the air after all, but he paused, hand hovering over her shoulder. She truly was beautiful. Especially now with her hair in disarray and, he realised with a jolt, in his oversized t-shirt. In certain places where it clung to his form, it flowed from hers. The V neck fell below her shoulder, exposing soft skin that somehow, in this moment, made her look so much more innocent. Once again he felt a smile spread across his face and his eyelids droop at the sight of someone he loved sleeping. He felt his cheeks warm as he brushed her hair out of her face. He did love them. It was complicated and it confused him. It didn't make sense to love two people at the same time - especially when one of them was Roman Godfrey - but he couldn't deny what he felt... what he was feeling right now for this sweet, sleeping beauty in his bed. 

Sliding to the floor Peter laid down and let his body relax into a deep, much needed sleep.