Coffee, School and Villains

Part 7

Y/N: thanks for the movies, i had a lot of fun.
You turn and cross your legs so you are facing him.
Peter: me too.
He says softly and smiles at you.
Butterflies start buzzing around in your stomach as your face turns a deep shade of red. You smile a little and look at your feet. Peter tucks a bit of loose hair behind your hair and holds your chin. He stares into your eyes, he face is also a little pink. At least you aren't the only nervous one. Letting your feelings take over you lean towards him and he follows suit. Soon enough both your lips collide and together you move in sync. His hand is now holding the side of your head and the other is at your waist. You wrap both your arms around his neck. He pulls you onto his lap and you continue your passionate kiss. Slowly you pull away and rest your forehead on his.
Y/N: i'm gonna go make some popcorn, you want some?
he giggles a little.
Peter: yeah that'd be nice.
You unwillingly climb off of Peter and almost fall over, you turn around and give him a thumbs up with which he replies with a laugh. Just as you walk out the door you turn around.
Y/N: hey peter, if you want to have a shower feel free. There's towels in the bathroom, help yourself.
Peter: cool, i'll go for one while you make the popcorn then.

You dance your way down the stairs and pour the corn into a pan. As you cooking away you hear the shower water turn on. You smile to yourself as you think about what just happened. Soon enough you hear the water turn off and the popcorn spilling over the edges of the pan! crap you think to yourself as you hurry to turn it off and get them into a bowl.
Peter: Y/NNNNNNNNNN!
Y/N: yeah!
Peter: I don't have anything to wear!!
laughing your way up the stairs you search around in your drawers and find what looks to be a baggy shirt and some loose tracksuit pants. You walk towards the bathroom and duck you hand around the door being very careful. You feel them being taken out of you hand.
Peter: thanks Y/N.
Y/N: no problem.
Thinking about Peter you lose concentration and roll your ankle on the second step and tumble down the staircase. Peter rushes down to see what happened only to find you lying at the bottom of the staircase with one hand over your head. You look at Peter who is only in his pants and still wet from his early escape from the shower.
Peter: Y/N are you okay?!
Y/N: i don't feel so good...
Then everything went black.