A supertale Of New York

Part 11

the corners of his mouth curled a little, as if he could hear what you said.

His eyelids fluttered slightly as he slept ,and every so often he clenched his jaw. You drew light circles on his face with your nails, and you traced every bone with your fingers. He was absolute perfection. There was a tiny bit of stubble appearing along his lip, it made him look older. As you approached your stop, you tried to rouse him "peter baby, were almost there" you shook his shoulders a little. He still snored. "I need you to wake up, my love." You said louder. Still he slept. "PETER!" You whisper-yelled And tapped his head harshly. That worked. "what?" He said angrily . "You wouldn't wake up, we're almost there babe" you laughed . He rubbed his eyes and flopped onto your shoulder "why are you so tired? We slept in for ages!" You exclaimed. "I couldn't sleep last night, I was too busy watching you.....you looked so beautiful..... and you talk in your sleep. I love hearing your voice". 

Peter was looking into your eyes , and you were drowning in his. He leant forward and touched his nose to yours, this was one of those Eskimo kisses that your parents did . You couldn't help but giggle . Peter giggled too. "You're beautiful" peter whispered into your ear. "You're really fucking hot" you whispered back. He blushed like mad "you're hotter" "I'm really not" you nervously shuffled. "yes you are, you're the hottest girl I've ever seen! you , in my sweatshirt? The things that did to me, baby" he said while rubbing your back protectively . "Thanks." you muttered. "No, I'm serious! The way you smile, and everyone turns and looks at you."

That sounded awfully like a Bruno mars song.

"The way you laugh....the way you speak your mind, and stand up for yourself. Your freckles.... your hair.....your body, that fucking body...everything , y/n, I am so madly in love with you, and I promise, as long as we're together, you will never, ever,have to doubt how much I love you."

You started to cry. So did peter. You held each other close , but you had to pull your shit together, your stop was coming up.

You were still wrapped around each other, as you walked from the station to the zoo, the queue to get in was huge, and you heard many a child complaining about wanting to go in . You and peter stood in line, just staring at each other , you kept moving closer, and closer, to him. until he got the hint, and smashed his lips into yours, in that moment, you didn't care about the old ladies behind you, or anyone else around, you just wanted to love each other . You could feel the deep passion in his kiss , and you did your best to match it, until you had to stop for air. Peter pressed his forehead to yours and you stood there for a moment, catching you breath .

You eventually made it into the zoo, and started squealing with excitement. You had borrowed some of Peter's shoes, and your feet were starting to hurt. Peter offered you a piggy back . As you climbed on, you whispered in peters ear, "don't drop me, big boy, you'll be in trouble" "I'm fucking Spider-Man" he responded, and started walking to the giraffes , you kept kissing his neck, the whole way there, and after every kiss you whispered, "I love you" and he would squeeze your legs.

Once you made it to the giraffes , peter set you down, and walked behind you so he could wrap his hands around your waist. You both stood there, happily watching the animals roam, and peter nibbled gently on your ear. "Oh look, it's you" he pointed at a tiny baby giraffe . You burst out laughing and peter kissed the side of your head over and over, before declaring that he was bored, and wanted to see another animal. "Lions?" You asked him . He nodded his head and picked you up bridal style, running towards the lions.

Your day at the zoo was amazing, you and peter laughed and joked and took stupid pictures. Peter pointed at the lovebirds and said "look baby! That's us!" You got ice cream and walked along, hand in hand, arms swinging like small children. You had been there all day, and the temperature was dropping so you decided to head back to Peter's. The subway would be packed at this time of day, so you got a cab instead . You turned your body sideways in the car, so your back was against the window , and peter shuffled so he was lying on your chest. "Wanna get into pjs and watch mean girls when we get back?" Peter asked, eagerly "yes!, and let's get pizza and cuddle" "deal" he squeezed your waist really tight and kissed your abdomen tenderly. The cab driver gave you a weird look as you got out.

You snuck past aunt may into peters room, and put on the fluffy pyjamas he had bought you. "You look super cute" peter giggled. He got under the covers and held them open for you, you got in , and were immediately showered with kisses. "You squirmed around but peter held you down . He eventually stopped, and pulled you into a long hug.

"My y/n, my love, my passion, my everything. Mine." He murmured while running his hands down your side "My peter, who is so unbelievably handsome that I nearly faint at the thought of him" you mocked, and he rolled his eyes , you were both falling asleep, when you called "Peter?" "Yeah baby?" He responded.

"Yours."

"I know, all mine" peter joked and rolled over so he was on top of you, crushing you. "Ahh....peter!...peter I can't breathe!" You giggled. He lifted him self up, and started doing push ups , kissing you every time he lowered down . "Peter.....what......are......you......doing?" You managed to say between kisses. "Loving you" He said , and winked. He was being cocky, far too cocky . He leant down to kiss you again and as he brushed his mouth with yours, you quickly grabbed his bottom lip with your teeth. He cried out in pain, and aunt may called "peter?" Peter looked at you sternly "closet?" You said , wriggling out of bed. "Yes, and you're in big trouble when you get out!" He growled at you, gently rubbing his sore lip , and you hid in the closet. Aunt may came in. "Honey, are you ok?" "Yeah, don't worry , may, I just ..... stood on a Lego." You heard her wince "ok, goodnight sweetie" "good night may." 

You heard the door shut and went to climb out of the wardrobe, but you slipped and fell head first out the doors and onto the floor . Peter burst out laughing and fell to the ground clutching his stomach. you got up , laughing, and looked at him, and his face dropped instantly. "What?" You asked, as you felt something warm drip down your chin. Blood. "Oh shit y/n! Are you ok? Oh, baby!, here let me help you!" Peter flapped while trying to find tissues. He shoved a load of them in your face and pulled you onto his lap. "I'm so sorry my love" he whispered, gently rocking you. "It's fine babe, it doesn't hurt or anything " you lied. It really hurt. And you started to cry. "Oh god , don't cry please baby!, it's ok! " he held you tighter and kissed your head. "I'm getting blood all over your shirt, peter, I should move."

"shh!" He snapped. "you're not going anywhere, I don't care about the blood. I want to take care of my baby. " You cried harder. "Shhhhh, it's ok my love. here, let me see." He commanded, and helped you take the tissues of your face. He winced. "Oooh, baby, that's nasty, I think you should go to hospital, it looks like your nose could be broken!" "NOOOOO!!" You cried . You had the worst fear of hospitals ever since.....

Peter rubbed your back and whispered encouraging words in your ear the whole drive there, the cab driver seemed very confused about why you were shaking and crying so much, the pain had stopped and so had the bleeding, but the fear was only getting worse "you'll be okay, baby, everything's gonna be fine, I'm right here, I'm not gonna leave you." As Peters calming voice soothed you a little, you remembered. "SHIT! I don't have insurance?" You had forgotten that you paid for healthcare in America. "You moved to America and didn't get insurance?" Peter questioned. "Well Deannas work healthcare is supposed to cover me but I don't know any of the details" oh no. You were gonna have to call your aunt.