A supertale Of New York

Part 14

"Come on come on come on come onnnnnnnn! I wanna get on one of those red buses and see Big Ben and go on that wheel thing, come on y/n get upppppp!" Peter pulled at your arm and opened the curtains in the hotel room. "Peterrrrrrr! Five more minutes!" He huffed and flopped on the bed next to you. He reached under the covers and started poking you. "Baby-baby-BABY!!" You harshly rolled over, and peter huffed. You felt him staring at you. "UGH! Fine! I'm up!" You threw the covers of of yourself and sat up. Peter looked at you and smiled sheepishly. "Ok, maybe I do get jet lag just a little bit" You muttered and headed to the bathroom. About 40 minutes later, you left the bathroom and were greeted by the sight of peter sleeping with his phone on his face. You grabbed a shoe and threw it at him. He jumped up. "I'm awake! I'm awake!" "Let's go Underoos! London's calling." You threw your shoulder bag at peter and left the hotel room. You were staying right opposite st. Pancras train station, and you led peter through the rain to the underground station. "I know it rains a lot here but.... it's been 15 hours straight!" "Peter" you giggled. "It will rain for the next 15 hours.... and 15 hours after that, until June. When it will stop raining for an hour, and then rain again. This is England, darling." 

You leant against the wall on the platform. Peter bounced on his heels excitedly, like a small child. "What do you want to do first?" You asked him. "The wheel thing, with the eye" you snorted. "The London eye?" "Yeah that one" the train came and you hopped on, getting seats in the middle of the carriage. "How many stops?" Peter whined a bit. "Uhhmmm.... seven" you counted on the map. "Oh,cool" he grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers. You looked at peter and smiled. He winked and clenched his jaw. Holyyyyy. He was trying to turn you on in public. He knew how much you hated it. But he did it anyway. You leaned on his shoulder, and he moved your hands into your lap. He wriggled a finger out of your grasp, and started to caress the inside of your thigh. You did not want to be that gross couple with all the PDA's. You moved your hands back into the space between the chairs. "Not now, baby" you whispered into his ear. You reached your station and galloped off the train with peter, and up all the stairs to the exit. Peters face was a picture as he marvelled at the picturesque moment. On the embankment. With street performers and market stalls. The Tower of London . London Bridge . Big Ben . The HMS Belfast . And the London eye. "This way, babe." You steered him through crowds of tourists with huge umbrellas and selfie sticks.

You stood in the queue for about 15 minutes, and then you were loaded onto a pod, and started moving upwards. Peter grabbed your hand and grinned as you moved higher and higher. "This is amazing! You can see everything!" He said under his breath. You rubbed your forehead to try to soothe the headache that was boring into your skull. These headaches had got worse every day since you left hospital, but you didn't want to worry peter... it was probably nothing , right? You and peter took hundred of selfies at the top, everyone was looking at you, but you didn't care. you were with peter. The eye started to move back down again and peter watched the boats on the river. You walked up to peter and put your arms around him, squeezing him tight from behind. "Baby...this is so cool! I feel like I've seen the whole of London already!" You chuckled. "We're gonna see everything this weekend, my love, I promise you." You were already planning the rest of the day. The London dungeons, then to Covent Garden for lunch, then Leicester Square for m&m world. The natural history museum, the royal Albert hall. Peter was going to be sick of grey old London by Monday morning.

"So... the Queen of England is in there right now!?" Peter was incredibly excited about Buckingham palace. "Well she could be...." you had been standing around for two hours, waiting for the changing of the guard . The soldiers all started to file out of the building, and peter jumped into the air and yanked you to the gates. "Look baby they're all walking in sync! That's so cool how are they doing that!?" His mouth was wide open watching the soldiers march and chant in perfect unison. He was completely mesmerised by the performance. Your heart leapt every time Peter smiled, he was the centre of your universe, and everything revolved around him. You would move mountains to see that boy smile. You squeezed his arm as another headache rattled your brain. "Awww they're going inside now, is that it?." You laughed at him. "Yeah, peter, they can't dance around all day, they have stuff to do." He huffed. "Can we go to Hamley's now? I want to see all the Lego." Peters attention span matched that of a toddler. "Of course, my love" 

You and peter spent hours building Lego and shooting each other with nerf guns, in the biggest toy shop in Europe. "I'm hungry, let's go get McDonald's" you said to peter, trying to draw him away from the build-a-bears. "No!! I wanna make you a teddy bear! You do one for me!" You really were hungry, but teddy bears were hard to resist.

You picked a bear that was the same colour as peters eyes. You went to get it stuffed and tried to pick a voice to put inside. You listened to all the options, and were stuck between "let it go" and recording your own voice. You decided on the latter, and spoke into the microphone "I love you, Spider-Man" the little sound box came out of the machine and you put it inside the bear. There were so many costumes to choose from , you wanted to get them all, until your eyes caught on a little spider logo. They had the Spider-Man suit !. You grabbed it and went to the till.

Peter was waiting by the lift with his house shaped box and he grinned as you approached. "I'll show you in McDonald's, I know how grouchy hungry y/n is" peter said sarcastically.

You were just finishing your milkshake when peter put both boxes on the table. "I wanna see my bear" he was doing the Whiney voice again. You laughed "you're such a kid" he grinned and took a sip of your drink. "Ok, you do yours first y/n"

You opened the cardboard house, and inside, was the cutest rainbow bear. Wearing a Spider-Man costume . You took it out the box , laughing hysterically. "She's bright and colourful, like you, and she's quite the fan of spidey too." Peter sniggered. "Press her hand" he pointed at her left hand. You squeezed it. "Je t'aime , ma femme" peters voice whispered. "Aww, peter! how long did you spend learning French while I was sick?" Peter laughed and pleaded "Can I PLEASE open mine now!" You nodded and peter flung open the remaining box. He snorted and took the bear out. "It's spiderbear!" He giggled and started fumbling for a button to press. "I love you, Spider-Man" You cringed at how bad your voice really sounded . Peter hugged the bear and sat it with the rainbow one on the table. "Now we get to have a little piece of each other wherever we go." Peter chuckled and leaned across the table to kiss you. "Let's go stuff our faces with M&Ms "