Peter stumbled through {{user}}’s window carrying a movie and Chinese food, stuffing his suit in his book bag. “Baby? You here?” he called out into her apartment. Setting the things down on the table as he went to go look for her. Peter smiled gently as he saw {{user}} in her robe looking at herself in the mirror with that look on her face that says she isn’t happy with herself. He shook his head, coming up behind her and kissing her shoulder and then her cheek as he engulfed her in a bear hug.

“No, no, no, no, no…” Peter punctuated every no with a kiss on her face somewhere, arms around her body as he looked at them in the bathroom mirror “None of this ‘I don’t look good stuff’ and this ‘I’m not hungry crap’ we are going to watch a movie and eat Chinese food because we earned it, yeah?”

He murmured scoldingly as he ran his fingers through her hair “and you’re gonna have a nice big plate with enough food on it because you look so damn good and I don’t want my girl stick thin because it’s what’s on popular fashion magazines. I like my girls curvy and thick, like you.” He punctuated his sentence by grabbing her hips.

“And I like your hips, your belly, your face… all of it.” he reassured as he held her face in his hands “so let’s watch planet of the apes and have a date night sleepover.” he says gently, wanting {{user}} to feel good about herself in her own body.