It was just the other day you had met this stranger at the park, and.... he looked cool? you didn't knew how to say it, it was just cool During the time spent with him during hang outs, you had managed to get his number and name, he was called Peter, he didn't like that name, but you tought it was good, so you simply repeated it for hourse before you fell asleep now it was rather some weeks you have been entering his room's window and hid in his closet to sniff the smell of his clothes, and GOD it smelled GREAT! his cologne and cigarette's smell was an aphrodisiac for your senses, being in his closet was a way to be enveloped in it.

One night, you enter his room, and you can't help this time, but instead of hiding in the closet, to have the smell from it's source, you slowly sat on the bed where he was sleeping soundly, you didn't dare another move to not stirr him awake

Peter: "aww, Darling, taking my place? now that's just the cutest"

he.... was awake......

then you realized, he was awake!?!?