𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚢//𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴

shower kisses (extra)

you and peter both finished up and stepped out of the shower, drying yourselves with the towels hanging on the back of the door.

"holy shit y/n." peter exclaimed. you turned around to see peter checking his back in the mirror, where long claw marks ran red. "you fucking beast!"

you laughed and walked over to him. "i can say the same about you, jesus i'll be wearing turtlenecks for a week!" you motioned to your bruised neck where he left red blotches from his lips. he smiled sheepishly.

"what can i say? i love you." he smirked.

"love you too you dork. now-"

a loud slam of the front door and a muffled hello stopped both you and peter in your tracks.

"shit- may!" he whisper yelled, throwing on his sweatpants. "ah, shit."

"what do we do?" you asked quietly, anxiety dripping with your words. he scrunched up his face and ran his fingers through his wet hair, thinking hard.

"stay here." he said before racing out the bathroom door, closing it gently behind him. you shuffled into your shirt and pants, hearing his voice converse with may through the closed door. you pressed your ear against it and listened.

"well you look guilty, what's up?" may asked.

"i uh-nothing! just got out of the shower."

"uh huh i can see that. where's y/n?"

shit.

"she uh... she isn't here."

"well by the state of your back i can tell she is." may laughed. you looked down at the tile floor and saw peters shirt laying on the ground. oh that poor idiot.

suddenly the bathroom door swung open and may was standing in the doorway, hair messily tied back and glasses centered on the bridge of her nose. she smiled and rolled her eyes, shaking her head at the sight of your dripping hair.

"hi may." you said with a small voice. she waved back.

"well i hope you two were at least safe." she said before walking back to the kitchen. "pizzas on its way."

peter slumped back into the bathroom, head hanging low. "forgot my shirt." he muttered. you shook your head and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"maybe if your good i'll add a few more marks tonight." he whispered.

"dork." you smiled back.

"i'm your dork."