Protector (Peter Parker)

The Night Continues

"Bella you look beautiful! Did you two have a fun night?" May asked as they pulled away a little bit, but not too far. Peter still had his arm around Isabella's waist.

"Yeah, it was a lot of fun, but we got really tired and thought a movie would be the perfect way to end the night." Isabella said, not letting Peter stumble over a lie to tell his aunt, May knew when Peter was lying to her.

"That sounds great, I'll leave you two be then and yes Isabella you can stay the night." May said as the two high schoolers walked into the apartment.

"Can I borrow some clothes Peter?" Isabella asked as she took off her heels.

Peter smiled a little and nodded. "Yeah, let me go get you some." He said and kissed her cheek softly before walking to his room.

Isabella blushed slightly as she turned to May who had a bright smile on her face.

"I'm so glad you two found each other, you're good together." May said as she enveloped Isabella in a hug. Isabella smiled a little as she hugged May back, not used to the affection of someone who wasn't Tony.

May pulled away and put her hands on Isabella's shoulders. "He's going to take real good care of you, but please take care of him too. I know he does some stupid stuff." May asked and Isabella laughed a little bit.

"Of course May." Isabella said with a small smile on her face.

Peter came back into the room without his suit jacket and tie but with a sweatshirt and sweatpants for Isabella.

"Thank you Peter." Isabella said as she took the clothes from him and kissed his cheek, leaving the mark of her lips on his cheek before giggling softly and running away before he could catch her and make her wipe it off.

May laughed and called to Isabella, "Make up wipes are under the sink." She looked at Peter and smiled. "You picked a good one, and she'll wipe that off after she takes off her own make up, don't worry." May said as she ruffled Peter's hair and walked out of the room.

Peter laughed a little and rubbed his ribs as he walked to his room and picked out some clothes for himself. As Peter tried to take off his dress shirt, he winced and realized he was going to need some help. Right on cue Isabella walks slowly into the room in his clothes, no make up, and her hair brushed out as best as she could.

"Hey, you need some help?" Isabella whispered and Peter nodded a little as he hung his head a little, feeling a little helpless. Isabella made her way over to him and gently lifted his head with her fingers. "Hey, you did a great thing today. It's okay if you need some help right now." She whispered and softly pressed her lips to his.

Peter put his hands on Isabella's waist and brought her closer. They stayed there, not wanting to move, not wanting to stop this moment, but they eventually needed to breathe so they pulled away, Isabella giggling a little bit.

Isabella bit her lip as she slowly pulled Peter's dress shirt off his body to reveal the bruises already forming all over his torso. She ran her fingers lightly over them and sighed a little.

"I'll get you some ice so you can ice some of these okay? I'm not helping you with your pants either, that's on you." Isabella said as she helped Peter getting into the sweatshirt he picked out for himself.

Peter nodded and smiled a little. "Thank you Isabella." Peter whispered as he watched her walk out of his room, closing the door behind her.

Isabella got some ice in a plastic bag before Peter joined her in the kitchen. "Are you going to take this lipstick mark off my cheek?" He asked causing Isabella to laugh while handing him the ice.

"Why? I like it!" Isabella argued making Peter give her a look before starting to chase her around the kitchen trying to get her to take it off.

Isabella screamed a little as Peter caught her wrist and pulled her back to his chest. They laughed as he held her against him. "Why don't you get a make up wipe?" He whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver and nod.

"Okay, okay." Isabella said before running off to the bathroom.

Peter laughed a little before placing the bag of ice on his abdomen and walking over to the collection of movies.

Isabella came into the room and came up behind Peter, she leaned to the side and wiped off the mark making Peter smile.

"Why thank you. I was thinking about watching a classic." Peter said as he looked over at her while holding up the movie he chose.

"You want to watch Mean Girls?" Isabella asked and laughed a little surprised with his selection.

"What? It's a good movie." Peter defended and Isabella nodded.

"That it is, here I'll put it in. Go sit down and rest." Isabella said taking the movie from his hands and moving towards the tv.

Peter smiled and nodded a little as she sat down on the couch, melting into it instantly. "This feels so good." He sighed as Isabella put the movie in and joined him on the couch.

"It really does." Isabella said as she put her head on his shoulder, trying not to put too much pressure anywhere that could hurt him.

Peter noticed what she was doing and kissed her head before putting his arm around her and pulling her closer and putting her head on his chest. "I won't break sweetheart." Peter joked and Isabella blushed a little before laughing softly but was quickly shushed by Peter when the movie started.

Isabella rolled her eyes gently as they watched the movie.

They both were still awake when the movie ended, but barely. Peter went to throw away the now bag of water and Isabella turned off the tv before laying back down on the couch and almost instantly falling asleep.

Peter smiled when he returned to the couch and kissed her forehead gently as he walked back to his room. He would cuddle up next to her but he didn't want to accidentally wake her up so he decided to sleep in his own bed.

The night didn't go exactly how the two of them planned but it did turn out to be a good night.