hi
this is all over the place
i just jotted everything down so erm have fun!
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it was cold outside and you and peter decided on staying at your house for the day
you took advantage of the your game console being free (from your siblings) and decided to dedicate the day to playing wii.
you walked over to the drawer underneath the TV and started searching.
"alright i have just dance, mario cart, and wii sports. which one?" you held the games in your hands and turned around towards peter. he was walking around the room admiring the pictures hung up on the walls.
"hmm how about wii sports? i haven't played that in awhile. do they even sell those anymore?"
"im not sure. but okay i'll pop this baby in and we can get started."
you took two controls and handed one to peter.
"just fyi, im going to beat your ass in tennis. im a pro," you smiled cheekily and stuck your tongue out.
he gritted his teeth and titled his head.
"mmm i dont know about that y/n. im pretty good at wii sports. i'd say i always win," he clicked his tongue in response.
"yeah probably because they let you. you don't seem pretty competitive to me," you turn facing him and place your arms on your hips to challenge him in a jokingly manner.
"ohhoH just you watch, y/l/n, im going to eat you up in this game," he jumps up and down and pretends to start boxing.
"you wish you could eat me up," you whispered and glanced over to see his reaction.
"j-just start the game y/l/n," he mumbled, avoiding eye contact.
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"what the fuck- how do you even get it under the bar?!" you yelled in frustration as you were trying to practice swinging the club.
peter chuckled. he took the control out of your grasp and tried to show you.
"like this. see. nice and easy."
and he got the ball to move perfectly.
"i dont know how you do it parker," you shook your head and huffed.
"okay now your turn again. remember, slow and gentle. dont swing too hard."
"yeah like im trying to miss the hole," you muttered under your breath angrily and got in position.
still, the yellow line was way out of range.
"why'd you choose this game out of all the others?! ugh i give uppp," you sighed loudly, dragging your body away from the screen.
"wait- here let me help you."
peter walked over and stood behind you as he placed his arms over yours. you didnt notice yourself holding your breath as he gently slid his arms over yours.
"w-what are you doing?" you stuttered.
"teaching you how to swing," he replied innocently.
"right. yeah," you cleared your throat and ignored the suddenly rise in temperature from him being so close to you.
"okay so move gently back like that... and swing slowly..." he softly stated. but he wasn't focused on the screen. he was looking at you as you were concentrated on the wii game.
he was smiling at your cute face expressions and how you would scrunch your eyebrows trying to focus
"like that?" you asked and kept your gaze on the screen.
he didn't reply.
you looked back to get his answer but met with him glancing at your lips.
you flickered from his eyes to his lips, not realizing the distance was closing in.
"can i.. can i kiss you?" he whispered so quietly that if you werent as close to him as you were now, you wouldnt have heard it
you nodded.
it was still as first, like he was scared to hurt you. until you turned your body around and moved your hands up to his hair and he took it as he slid his hands to your waist, pulling you closer. you felt his hand remove the remote from yours, and felt a thud from it dropping.
you smiled and slowly broke the kiss.
"you know, you're going to have to fix that remote. it's not mine," you whispered.
he brushed his lips on yours briefly before lightly squeezing your waist.
"i think that's going to be the least of your worries."
