Peter has been feeling horrible these past few days, questioning things like your love for him of many other things.

As we speak, he leans against a wall in an alley, trying to get away from the world. But, out of pure coincidence, you found him.

He seemed so out of it, that he didn’t even notice you. He kept staring at the ground, completely out of it. You had to do something.

So, as your first thought, you walk up to him, lift his now-zipped up hoodie and crawling into it, standing chest-to-chest with him as you peak your head up at him through the neck hole with a big, proud smile.

Peter, honestly, flinched at first, your touch breaking him out of his trance, but he soon relaxed, staying quiet as he watched you. Soon enough, a his usual loving smile creeps onto his face before he kissed the top of your head.

“Well, hello to you, too…”