Alpha Peter (pbandparker) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-10-06 02:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | claire temple (mcu), peter b parker (sv) |
Who: Peter and Claire
What: Just two teens doing teen things
Where: Their house
When: October 6
It was Sunday, Peter knew this because he always kept track of the weekends because it meant that Monday was coming up next and well everyone knew what that meant. But Sunday meant one more day of sleeping in before the week started again and if he was very lucky then Uncle Ben wouldn't be doing yard work in the backyard, to try and wake him up at some ungodly hour of the morning, he was allowed to sleep in okay!
Which was exactly what he planned on doing then, as he rolled over in bed, tugging at the blanket to get it up over his shoulder the way he liked best when he was trying to catch just a little bit more sleep. But it was like the blanket was stuck on something and he grumbled in his sleep tugging at it again only to meet the same resistance.
He was actually going to have to give in and open his eyes, and Peter hated that, because he'd have to find his glasses and he'd have to look around and the whole sleeping in momentum would be spoiled. But his shoulder was getting cold and he wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep now, so he flopped onto his back reaching out blindly for the nightstand where he always laid his glasses only to find that there was nothing there.
"Wut?" He slurred as he frowned and sat up in bed, already squinting as he opened his eyes only to see that the nightstand was free of glasses..... wait.... see? His eyes went wide then as he realized he could see and Peter lifted his hands to his face just to be sure that he hadn't fallen asleep with his glasses on and then they'd like.... fused to his face or something, the most logical possibility he could come up with in that moment as he realized that he could see and he was fine and good and wow this is amazing, people just wake up being able to see what a li-
"Whaaaat!?" Peter squawked then when in the midst of his marveling at being able to see his new and improved eyes landed on a girl, a girl in bed with him. A girl in his bed, beside him, in bed. Sharing his bed, a girl. It was a girl. Abort, oh god. "Oh my god, oh god, oh, oh, oh, oh." Peter pushed himself back trying to gain a little distance, Aunt May was gonna kill him!