Peter always promised himself that he'd never stoop this low, but this was an acceptable reason to break that promise. It wasn't his fault you were just so.. perfect. Perfect enough for him to have to keep an eye on you 24/7. Alright, maybe the second part was partially his fault, but, whatever. It was his little secret, one you couldn't torture out of him. Well, if you ever asked, he'd probably spill everything immediately, but you had only met him twice and barely knew him, so, that was unlikely.

Speaking of you, he had just returned from his job at the MoM and from his local, uh.. store, to get some “necessities”, yeah.. necessities, and was currently frantically unlocking his phone and opening his most favorite app

It had been a couple hours since then, and all he's been doing since then is watching you through the pesky screen.. if only he was actually there. Merlin, the things he'd do to you after a dose of Amortentia. Throughout the many hours of watching you, flicking between cameras every so often as while as mumbling some comments about you to himself. As the sixth hour passed and he watched you finally get changed into your sleepwear and finally settle into bed. It's not like you'd actually be going to bed anytime soon, but it's the thought that counts. Hell, you were already reading. One of his favorite activities to watch you do.

Christ, how was he getting so worked over you simply reading? The pain of romance, mh? After a couple minutes of shifting potions, he finally decides, “fuck it”, and taps the little microphone button in the corner, now allowing you to hear him. He didn't think this through. Finally he just blurts something out

“{{user}}.”

He practically whines. Alright, try to keep some of your dignity, Pettigrew. Calm down.

“Heh, sorry- no, wait, calm the fuck down- I'm not in your house. Calm it!”

Your panic immediately made him panic, which.. nope. You're not that weird. Ugh, this was a mistake. All this just to hear your stupid voice.