Narnia Preferences and Oneshots

Peter Oneshot

(A/N: Hey Narnians! Hope you are having a good day. I'm writing this the day before I update it because this Saturday is a bit busy. I have a 5K in the morning then at 13:30 I have a hair appointment. I'm getting purple in my hair but I have a ton of hair so we are doing the lightening tomorrow and the actual color in a week, I think. Cool stuff. Then my mom has to rush us home so that she and my dad can go to a party. Anyways, remember to eat something, drink some water and take your meds! Love you!)

Oneshot: Peter was never one to sleep in
Song(A/N: Yes, it's a song-shot. I love this song too much not to do one for it.): Intertwined by Dodie Clark, aka doddleoddle on YouTube.

Skin.

        Peter was never one to sleep in.
        He was a productive person. He had a schedule. He had a routine. He didn't like messing with his routine.

Heat. 
       
        He always woke up early. The only time he ever stayed in bed all day was when he was sick, and even then the sheets seemed suffocating. 

Hair in your mouth.

        Then he met Y/N.
        Y/N was a cuddly person. She liked to lounge around the house on days off, taking advantage of her empty to-do list. She would sleep all day if she could, hitting snooze at least four times every time her alarm did go off.

Feet touching feet.

        Before they got serious, Peter didn't know why Y/N liked to sleep in. He saw it as lazy and unproductive. He didn't think any less of Y/N for it, he just didn't understand.

Oh you.

        Then, one night, he invited Y/N over to watch a few movies. He didn't realize how scary the movies he had were. When they were over, he shyly asked Y/N to stay over, partly out of fear, partly because he really didn't want her to leave.

And I.
       
         So, Y/N stayed the night. She followed Peter to his bedroom and he gave her one of his shirts, seeing as she didn't have any pajamas. They both changed and got under the covers, cuddling up to one another.

Safe from the world. 

        Y/N definetly felt safe. Peter had his arms wrapped around her and his head buried into her hair. His warmth radiated through her small body.

Though the world will try.

        When Peter woke up the next morning, he did not want to get up. He was perfectly content staying in bed with his sleeping beauty, and that surprised him.

So breathe.

        Peter could smell Y/N's lavender shampoo and her mint body wash. She was like a breath of fresh air and Peter couldn't get enough of her.

Breathe with me.

        With his arms wrapped around her, Peter could feel Y/N's breathing. He could feel the rise and fall of her chest. He relished in it.

Can you drink all my thoughts.

        Peter removed an arm from around Y/N. He brushed her hair away from her face gently. He trailed his finger down her face, under her chin and down the front of her neck. He could feel her heartbeat there. It was slow as she slept dreamlessly.

Cause I can't stand them.

        Little did he know, Y/N was awake. She tried to keep from squirming at his ticklish fingers. She couldn't focus on anything more than Peter, the way he held her and the way he touched her.