thirty-seven

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peter found timothée in bed with peach licking his face.

peter smiled. "hi, lovely."

timothée smiled as well, however, it did not reach his eyes. "hi."

peter sat down in their bed. "what's wrong?"

timothée wrapped his arms around the taller male. "i-i just thought you were leaving me."

peter opened his mouth and tried not to laugh. "leave my wonder dog and my wonderful boyfriend who i love very much and would hate to live without him?"

timothée licked his reddish lips and looked away. "yeah," he whispered.

peter smiled as he kissed timothée. "well, you're gonna have to physically get me to stop loving you."

timothée snicked. "good thing you're not going anywhere."

"yeah," peter smiled. "i'm not going anywhere."

a/n

okay all this fluff is getting to my head.

the storm is upon us now. take cover.

also yes i wrote this a while ago and i really want to finish up this fic but it still has like 40 chapters left (yes a lot ik) 

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