Waking up in his arms was different for Y/n than every other morning. The way he held her felt different, the way his warmth kept her warm felt different, everything felt different.
Staring at the boy, Y/n realised the way she looks at him now is different. Her heart swelled up at his peaceful face. Smiling, she pushed the brown small curls out of his forehead, recalling last night.
Peter stirred, but with a smile. A smile was already plastered on his face as he opened his eyes. " Mhm.. Morning. " Y/n smiles and pecked his chin.
" Morning. We've got school if you've forgotten. " She chuckles and Peter groaned. " Can't we stay like this for the rest of our lives? " He questions, causingY/n to giggle.
" Let's finish school and wonder about that. " She wriggled out of his grip and went to the bathroom while Peter swung out of the bed, heading to his room.
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She tied her hair into a loose braid lazily and grabbed her lip balm, rolling it over her lips and pushed it in her bag.
Walking towards the lift with Peter, Y/n couldn't help but wonder why she felt so happy. Of course, she knew why but that was small reason, which surprised her.
Finding Lillian in the lift, her beautiful smile dropped and she stepped in. Peter cleared his throat and stepped on the other side of Y/n this time, between the wall and her, while Lillian peeked by Y/n's shoulder.
" Hey, Peter. " She grins toothily and Peter smiled awkwardly. " Hi. " He scratches the back of his neck, asking the lift to hurry up already.
As the bell dinged, the two walked out almost instantly, bursting out in fits of laughter the next second.
Standing in the middle of a crowded train, Y/n couldn't help but scrunch her face in disgust. She held into the pole tight, not wanting to go falling on Peter again but the fate had different games.
The sudden lurch next stop was forceful, sending her all the way in his chest and blood instantly rose to her cheeks as Peter instinctively grabbed her waist.
She avoided eye contact as she pulled away and mumbled a small thanks. Peter was blushing furiously himself so he only nodded, even though Y/n didn't notice it.
Prepared to ignore Jeremy at all costs, she hurried to her locker and grabbed her books, making her way back to Peter.
" Let's go. Ned must be running late or something. " Peter mumbled and Y/n nodded. The two made their way through the crowd and found the seats in classes.
Even throughout the lunch, Y/n didn't find Jeremy anywhere so she sighed in relief.
" I'll see you in Spanish? " Y/n asks and Peter hummed.
