PROMPT ▻ little burrito
( from the request book & poorly written oof :( )
WORD COUNT ▻ 297

" i got you, and I promise that
pun was not intended. "

♡

You could feel your body temperature dropping lower and lower, Peter's arms not helping in the slightest bit. Last time this happened, it lasted for what seemed like forever. Having iron deficiency was no fun and whenever the cold engulfed your body, your happiness was at an all time low.

Peter felt your body tremble next to him, his eyebrows furrowing. "You okay, y/n?" He asked, now sitting up with a worried look on his face. As soon as your heterochromatic eyes gave the answer he knew exactly what was going on. "It's happening again. I'm going to get you some blankets and tea, okay?"

You nodded and rubbed your arms, hoping that maybe a little friction would help you bring your temperature back up - but it didn't. In no time was Peter back with a stack of blankets piled up in his hands. He sympathetically smiled at you, absolutely hating that he couldn't help except for give you warm blankets and cuddle you as much as he could.

"I found this electric blanket in the living room, it'll help tremendously." He explained, laying the blankets on you one-by-one. He left again, coming back with a mug full of your favourite tea.

"Thank you, Peter," you mumbled from under the blankets, smiling a little bit when you realized that you were wrapped up in about six blankets.

"You're welcome my little burrito," he laughed a little bit when he realized the pun that slipped out of his lips. His arms wrapped around you once again "I got you, and I promise that pun was not intended."

"I love you."

[ a / n ]

this is so short and I lowkey dislike how it turned out idk abt this 😫

ANYWAYS ITS MY BBS BIRTHDAY WHAT IM NOT CRYING WHAT

now I'm thinking of the buzzfeed puppy interview and my heart is just like 💞💓💗💖 oof

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