Room Mates [KaPete]

Chapter 14 - Something Great

"Ouch! Be gentle!" Peter yelled.

"Okay. You're such a paranoid. I'm not even doing anything yet." she said shaking her head. She placed the kit and stuffs on the table.

"Just don't be harsh. Masakit eh"

"Stop acting like a 5 year-old child for goodness sake Pete" she reached out for the cotton and pour out some betadine.

"Ah!! No! No!" Pete moved away from her. A coward expression plastered on his face.

She chuckles. "Seriously? Pete. Come here. Take your shirt off." Peter's eyes widened. He smirks and leaned closer.

"I'm still tired for anything. Tomorrow, we'll have se-

"-Hey! Hey! Shut up. Take off your shirt because it is covered by your blood. Okay? I think I should also clean your dirty mind."

Peter scoffs. "Fine" he slowly stripped off his wound carefully avoiding any bruises and wounds. His whole body is sweating, his hair is messy, he looks so weak and unstable.

"Give me your shirt" she said. "Here"  he handed the shirt to her.

"Come here." she said, he moved closer she soaked the shirt into the water and squeezed it. She carefully wipe the blood on his skin, gently. He stared at her as if he's adoring her everymove, he didn't mind the pain. He shift under her gaze, their eyes met, it's like the first time.

"Don't look at me like that" she said, he chuckles and looks away.

Silence filled the four corners of the room, she keeps on persuading him not to move or shout while treating his wounds and bruises. She was almost done but she noticed that his lips are still bleeding.

She carefully lift her hand to press the cotton on his wounded lips. He stiffened on her touch, their faces were so close. He looked down at her, leaning closer. His lips curled into a smirk.

"Pete" she said almost a whisper. He took her hand and placed it on his shoulder. He slowly kisses her forehead.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks lowering his voice.

He reached for her face brushing the strand of hair off her cheek as it slides ever so lightly past her ear his thumb rubbing softly caressing her earlobe, before she can asnwer he leans in and firmly yet seductively place their lips together. He can feel her quickly inhaled pulling the air from her own lungs their moist with desire, he pulls her body closer and embrace her holding her tightly against him feeling the race of their hearts as one.

K pulls away "U-um sorry" she awkwardly leans back and smiled sheepishly. Peter just bites his lip, still can't get enough of her perfect sweet lips.