Deep Regression

He's Home

Well...Its been a week since Peter's been in the hospital. He hasn't come back to the apartment yet, but tonight is the night! I'm SO EXCITED!
I'm not usually one to miss someone, alive that is, but I did.
Did I just say that? CLICHE ALERT!! Someone shoot me in the arm with some titanic shit!
At least the ending wasn't so cliche in that movie.
I have no idea what I'm going to do when he walks through that door and gets in here. I think I'm going to burst at the seams with happiness!
Today is going by so slow, even though I cooked a dinner for us, bought a movie, and popcorn bowl. Snuggle up on the couch and then go to bed.
Since Peter has stitches on his abdomen...I'm afraid any sexual activity in the bedroom is prohibited for a while.
Not that I mind, but boy is it going to be hard for him! I mean...how can he resist this?
Okay, okay, since sex is off the table, talking is. And I absolutely love talking to him.
I feel like I can talk about anything with, I mean maybe not everything...But quite a bit.
Tonight, I decided to wear my usual jogging pants and one of Peter's old high school shirts.
I just hope he gets here quick! My body has been lonely without his soft touches. The way he'd push my hair back, how he'd kiss my neck, and the one time he just wrapped his arms around me from behind.
"Hello?" A familiar voice echoes through the apartment.
It awakes all my senses, I turned my head to the doorway and he smiles back in return.
The bag in his hand falls to the floor like it was weighing him down.
I couldn't believe how much he lit up the room for me. His glowing white smile just felt right.
My lips curl into the biggest smile I could support and I run to him. I mean, I just burst out into a full force run.
I jump up in the air and land in his arms. Wrapping my legs around his waist. He's here, I can't believe he's here!
"Finally!" I whisper into him.
He just laughs, and holds me against him.
"I missed you too." He leans in and kisses my neck.
This is how it always should be, always, and this is how I want it. Peter doesn't set me down, and I'm not complaining...WAIT! HIS STITCHES!
I immediately climb down, off him, and pull his shirt up.
"You know, if you wanted me to take my shirt off is happily oblige."
A scuff comes out of me as I can see the stitches and they're still in tact. THANK GOD!
"No heavy lifting, or sexual activity, that's what the doctor said." My concern for him is too great.
"Sel, I know, but he kind of took the fun out of nights with you." He smirks.
"Not funny." I lightly hit his chest as I smile back.
His arms rope around me and pull me to him.
The brown in his eyes melting me on the inside. I love it when he looks at me like this.
"Mmm, Peter, I'm Happy your home."
"Me too, I missed her."
"Her? You think our apartment is a her?"
"No, I think my Home is, and it's wrapped in my arms."
"Boy, Your going to drown me with all this cliche stuff."
His smile disappears and I don't know what the hell just happened to him.
"Peter?"
"Did you go into my closet?" the soft voice gone.
"Yes, did I do something wrong?" I look down at his shirt on me and back up at him.
"No...uh...Yes," he walks past me and into his room on the other side of the apartment.
"Pete?"
I have to follow him, so I walk slowly behind and see him look about his closet.
"Did you see anything? Like a blue bag, or a nice blue ribbon?"
"Blue bag? No, but why?"
Now I'm curious...Peter's trying to hide something that must be for me!! SO HAPPY AND CURIOUS!
"Nothing, uh, so what's happening tonight?"
He turns back to me and wraps his arms around me.
"No, Peter, what's in the bag?"
"Sel, I think I saw a Chinese place a mile back-"
I run from his embrace and into the closet. To hell hes going to keep me away from a blue bag.
"SELENA NO!"
He grabs around my waist and tries to pry me away from the shelves inside his closet.
I move through the cloths and finally see the baby blue bag in the far off corner.
Before I can reach for it, Peter lifts me off the floor and carries me into the living room.
"Peter, please!"
"Nope. Not happening Sel, your just going to have to wait."
"But what is it?!?"
"A surprise."
He sets me down on the couch as a rolling storm comes in.
"Please!" I beg.
"No." He whispers back.
Peter's smile reappears as he sits down next to me on our couch.
"Pretty please?"
"Nah-uh."
"Just tell me if it's alive or not."
"It's dead, god I hope it's dead, if not...I'm getting my money back."
He laughs as thunder and lightning comes crashing through our walls.
"Was it expensive?!"
I normally don't get excited about jewelry, but for Peter, I'll get excited for just about anything he'll give to me.
"Selena, I'm not talking about this."
"But-"
"Please, don't make me raise my voice."
"Okay, I'll wait."
"Goo-"
A loud rumble and lightning strike interrupts him and all of the lights go out around us.
"Shit." He whispers.
I can't see him, but I know he's right beside me. All I want right now is a kiss. Not just any kiss.
I need a kiss from him that says that were okay, I understand, and I'm not mad.
"Peter." My voice softly whispers.
There's a vulnerability that wasn't there before.
"Hm?" He whispers just as softly back.