(Completed (mainly) The DSAF'S Book Of Randomness 2

Protective Kiss Peter×Steven

This was requested by BlueberryandHazelnut.

Peter was never a party type of guy. But when Steven had to go to it since his boss was throwing it, he tagged along. He knew Steven was never good with them, and there might be some drinking. When they walked in and heard the music blasting and a few people dancing inappropriately, he already knew how this was going to go. He felt Steven begin to shake when everyone stared at them, perplexed by their Phone Heads. Soon enough, after their uncomfortable staring, they went back to what they were doing.

Peter turned to Steven. "Are you sure you don't want to just tell your boss that you can't be here?" "H-He won't listen." Peter sighed. "Why won't you just quit?" "I-I need the money..." How Peter wished he could give him it, but he barely had enough to support himself. He sighed and nodded, going deeper to find the boss. And there he was, taking some shots. "Ah, Steven. I thought you might bail." "N-No sir, I-I wouldn't. W-What did you need me for anyway?" "Can you serve the drinks? Nobody else would do it."

Peter's dial burrowed in confusion. "But this is out of work, you technically can't force him to do this." The boss turned towards Peter, looking annoyed.

"And who is this?" He said it with a bit of anger. Steven gulped. "T-This is my f-friend, Peter Kennedy. H-He knew I w-wasn't too good at p-parties so he came with." "Well, Mr. Kennedy. I don't think it's any of your business what I have my employees do, hm?" Steven saw Peter's fist clench and gave him a look that said 'Please, just agree?' He sighed and nodded.

The boss's smile returned. "Good, you can go now Steven." He nodded and they both walked off. Steven went into the bar, making the drinks the best he could. Peter helped out, since he was a much better bartender than Steven was.

They could barely talk as every second a new person asked for a drink.

What made Peter really pissed is the looks people kept giving him.

Disgust, humor, and lust. It made him clench his teeth and almost growl whenever someone stared at his ass, flirted, or cat called him. Despite the fact that it made Steven flinch, there was something else as well. He couldn't quite identify it. Finally, the boss got someone else to do it.

But one last person came up to him and full on grabbed his ass. It made Steven squeak and his breathing get quicker. Peter saw red for a bit, before he came back to it. He slapped the guy in the face. "Heeeey! What the hell waaas that forrr?!" He pulled Steven closer and pecked him on the lips glaring daggers at the guy. Despite probably being drunk off his rear end, he luckily still got the hint. He ran away. That's when Peter realized what he did.

"Oh my goodness Steven I'm so sorry I didn't realize what I just di-" He was interupted by him pulling him down to kiss him. His eyes widened, but he soon enough melted into it. It was as if his entire life had lead up into this very moment. They separated, both of them in so much love, while they people around them were so confused on how they did it but shipping them hard.

They noticed the staring eyes. "Umm, l-let's go home..." Peter nodded, getting a mischievous look in his eye/dial. He picked him up, resulting in an embarrassed squeak and Steven's arms wrapping around his neck to ensure he didn't fall, and carried him out to the car. People screamed ship, making Steven turn extremely red and burry his face into Peter's suit.

Peter chuckled, smiling happily. He had a feeling he wouldn't be lonely anymore.

AN- Done! Ah fluff. Truly the most beautiful thing in the world. Hope you guys enjoyed!