after it was all over, Peter decided he would leave a gap in his personal life and avoid making friends, just so no one would get hurt because of who he was.

when he moved into this apartment, he wasn't told he would have a roommate.

Imagine his surprise when he walked into the kitchen in the morning and saw you there, holding a mug of coffee and yawning instead of greeting him.

that’s where it all began.

you actively tried to build a good, friendly neighbourly relationship. you would invite him out to a cafe for breakfast or ask him to go to the movies to see the sequel to a film he hadn't even seen the first part of, yet Peter still agreed every time.

this time, you two decided to watch a movie at home. your gaze was locked on the TV while you ate popcorn, while he spent the time looking at you.

Peter didn't want to deceive you with his double life, but he couldn't take the risk anymore — not again. still, against his own will, he found himself getting attached to you.

"do you like the movie?" you suddenly asked, still without looking at him.

he immediately looked away. "uh yeah, the plot is very interesting."

that was all he could manage to say, because then you shifted and rested your head on his shoulder, trapping his arm between the two of you.

Peter swallowed nervously, as the night promised to be a long one.