Your Boyfriend Game Peter Fanart Novels & Stories

However, his main entertainment was to bother me since I had a boyfriend. /Fuck! If you don't open that damn door, I'll have to go in there and get you out myself!!/ He said with a threatening tone. As soon as I heard those words I opened my eyes quickly and jumped out of bed to open the door. /God, you are so annoying/ I said. In fact, I loved the idea of Lucas being Gamma of the pack, but he was always busy, and on alert. Just two days ago he asked me to break up with Freddy, my boyfriend, but I ignored him and continued with him.

Damn, my skin feels like it's scorching. "How was the dance?" I ask Peter. Peter smirks. "Fun." He calls the bartender and orders another shot. "Although I wish Eren wouldn't have let me enjoy it by myself." I laugh. "It's true, then. You're not interested in any girl, Eren, even just for fun." Maybe he's indeed different from my brother. I don't know how to feel about it, but I think that it's a good thing. One thing I don't like about Peter is that he's a complete player. But as far as I know, Peter plays only if the feeling is mutual, only if both parties want no strings attached. He wouldn't play with a good girl.

I knew Peter was aware of my past with Caleb, his feelings for me hadn’t faded, I could tell, and now, with Peter by my side, the moment felt like a tightrope walk. I cleared my throat, stepping forward to ease the awkwardness. “Thanks, Caleb,” I said, offering a small smile. “And, um, since you’re here, let me do this properly.” I gestured between them. “Caleb, this is Peter, my boyfriend. Peter, this is Caleb, my friend from way back. Childhood friend… and, well, you know.” Peter extended a hand, his smile polite but with a hint of edge. “Good to meet you, man. We've already seen each other in the cafeteria,” he said, his voice smooth but guarded.

Bram groans and tries to move away this time, "I don't want a boyfriend." "Great. Then it works even better, we fuck and have fun," he says, giving me a big smile that out of nowhere stops and he looks contemplative, as if for the first time ever, a real thought is occurring inside his bigass head, "I've never had sex with a friend before. Or a co-worker, obviously." "Are you not fucking your teammates in the showers?" I ask, laughing when he gives me a bewildered look, "I've seen it, all of you naked together, washing each other's backs, touching tips..."

I muttered and Maya giggled. "I am going on a date with my boyfriend!!" Maya squealed. "Awwwn...so who's the lucky guy?" "His name is Peter" she replied and I choked on the water I was drinking. "You mean my brother?" "Yes, he is my boyfriend" she giggled. "And he didn't tell me" "He was scared maybe you might flare up or go against us dating" "You guys are adults so it's your decision to make" I replied and she smiled. "Really?"

Patrilia told him when Harriet excused herself to go and attend to her boyfriend. "I wanted you to come and realize it by yourself," Peter told him, rubbing his palms. "So what do you say, bed buddy?" "Should we go back inside and finish what we are yet to finish?" He teased, kissing his cheeks. Patrilia just pushed him away and walked away. He was sure that Peter would follow him; after all, he liked being his puppy.

“Wait, is he your boyfriend??” My face instantly flushed and I attempted to pull my ankle from his hold and thankfully he gave in this time, but his gaze remained pinned on me as he continued. “Was that dude seriously your boyfriend?? What kind of shitty boyfriend is he if he can’t protect his girl?” I averted my gaze, feeling too embarrassed to admit that Peter was really my boyfriend. “Whoever he is, is none of your business.” I finally breathed out when I faced Dax again.

One particular thing about Peter most people don't notice is the fact that he was a good stylist. I learned a lot from his perception of style and I was certainly incorporating them. Oh! And In case you don't know, Peter is my best friend, and his advice and moral support have been what kept me this far. "Hey man, I am off to a date with Natasha" Of Course that is where he was going. Peter was a love-sick guy and the fact that he was blessed with such a naturally endowed lady, made me jealous. You are so pathetic being attracted to someone else's girlfriend other than yours I heard my subconscious comment.

’ I replied, ‘I love you, Boo. Peter’s stare was like an x-ray like he was seeing through me. I couldn’t understand this feeling but totally I loved it. ‘I have a boyfriend’, I mused to myself. Peter smiled and kissed my cheek. ‘I finally have the lady of my dreams’. He began singing When He Kissed Me by Shania Twain and a lot of other love songs, just mixing up love songs. I could only smile. He was quite a singer too. At 3 pm, Mum knocked on the door and walked in to ask if I would love to go out with her, but when she saw Peter, she just smiled.

There, she was completely impressed and sated with me. “You are going to take some sacred vows with your beloved in a while.” Peter pulled me out of my wicked thoughts, making me glare at him. “Get your head out of the gutter for a couple more hours then she is all yours.” “For fuck’s sake, Peter, this so-called good boy act does not suit you. Just go back to being a prick, would you?” I asked him. He rolled his eyes. “But I am having so much fun with this.” He grinned.