It was a very rare night for Lara Jean Song Covey. She was completely alone in her house and it was weird to say the least. Her father and Kitty got tickets to go watch Taylor Swift in Ohio, Lara Jean was not a fan and figured it would be nice bonding time between them, they would not be back until tomorrow night. Margo was where she always was, in college, and her wonderful boyfriend was at a family reunion that was about 6 hours away from home. So, she decided to have some time for herself. It started with a bubble bath then a pile of movies, pizza, and a box of chocolate chip cookies completed her life.

It started to storm halfway through the night and she quickly closed all the blinds around her house. She was interrupted by frantic knocking at the door. Lara Jean slunk over to the peephole, only to see Peter, soaked to the bone and crying. She opens the door, not entirely sure what has happened. She has never seen him like this.

She pulls him into the house and into her arms, "Peter? Hey what's wrong?" He says nothing and holds her close, the rain on him soaks through her pjs. "Babe you're scaring me and you're freezing I'm really worried about you right now."

Peter looks down at her as she wipes his tears away, his crying slowly stops. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to barge in on you like this. My dad showed up at the reunion with his new wife and kids. I don't even know what happened I just shut down and next thing I know I was here."

"What about your mom and brother where are they?"

He shrugs, "I left them at the reunion, I offered to bring them home, but mom wanted to stay. I couldn't do it."

Lara Jean kissed him as softly and loving that she could. "I am so sorry. I have some of your clothes up in my room I'll grab them and some towels for you, I'll be right back."

"Woah wait Covey have you been stealing my clothes?" There it was, there was her Peter.

She winked at him and walked into the laundry room to throw some towels into the dryer. Then she went upstairs and grabbed the sweatpants and t-shirt she stole from him. She didn't want him to know about it but that was out the window now. She brought everything over to him and went to sit on the couch while he dried off and changed in the bathroom.

Lara Jean searched through her Netflix and put on a random romantic comedy. She had a feeling that they weren't going to watch it. The bathroom door opened, Peter came up to her and she got up, so he could lie down and then she laid on top of him. She wrapped her arm around him and buried her head in his neck. They stay silent for a moment; the cheesy rom com plays in the background.

"I can't believe you Lara Jean. You had an entire house to yourself and you didn't even try to throw a banger? That honestly is just such a missed opportunity." Lara Jean lightly bites his neck and pulls back to look at him. "Ow! Wow that was rude."

"Listen you know I'm not a 'people' person, I'm more of a 'person' person. Peter Kavinsky you are my person."

The way he looked at her in that moment scared her. It was crazy to think that there was someone in her life that loved her the way he does. "You're my person too Covey, I love you so much."

Lara Jean reached for the remote and turned up the movie. It took exactly 5 minutes for Peter to get bored and start to kiss her head. She looked at him and captured his lips with hers. His hand tangled in her hair and she loved it. Everything he did was for her and her pleasure she loved it. Not just physical but just with anything that came into her life, tonight was about him.

Then it clicked, and her lips froze.

Peter pulled back confused, "Hey are you ok?" She nodded at him and pulled her hair up in a scrunchie, her hands were shaking. "Ok what's wrong you're shaking right now and look terrified."

"I uh I want to do something for you," she leaned back, facing him in between his legs, and bit her lip.

Peter looked at her still clearly confused, "Ok what is-" Lara Jean's hand grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants, he swallowed and looked like a deer caught in headlights. "Lara Jean you don't, I mean we can just watch the movie."

She giggled, "I think this is the first time I have seen you flustered. Listen I want to do this, if I didn't you would know. Is it ok that I do this?"

The only thing he could do was nod. Lara Jean straddled him and started to kiss him deeply from where he laid on the couch. Slowly, she moved from his mouth to his neck, she sucked it lightly and was proud when a moan came from him. Hopefully that would be a hickey in the morning. Her hands snake under his shirt and raise it up, so she can kiss his abs, the hands her hair tighten. When she got to his waistband she exhales the breath she's been holding.

Ok, you got this, she thinks.

She gently pulls down his pants and instantly notices the bulge in his boxers. Ok, so there's that. Then she pulls down his boxers. Next, she throws his bottoms on the living room floor. Lara Jean just takes one moment to look at him, it's big she knows she doesn't have anybody else to compare it to, but damn it's big. Her small hand wraps around and feels it, it's weird but a good weird.

"Lara Jean," his voice is deep and nothing like she's ever heard.

That stirs something in her and her lower stomach. She puts him in her mouth and tests how deep she can go, it's not the best but far enough she thinks. She figures out a rhythm and goes with it, her mouth and hand, it's not perfect but it's new.

Lara Jean is pretty sure Peter can't even tell.

He is breathing deep and his hands are tangled in her hair, the faster she goes, the tighter they get. Lara Jean feels herself getting turned on by this. Her name quietly is tumbling out his mouth in soft moans. She quickens her pace and tries to muster all the saliva that she can since her mouth is getting dry. Peter taps her head quickly and she waves him off. She's got this, she continues her pace and he becomes louder. His hands grab her hair, tighter this time and her mouth is filled as he orgasms.

Ew, ew, ew.

She releases him and gags, that taste was so nasty, she needed her toothbrush. "Sorry was that ok? Did I use too much teeth? I was very self-aware of my teeth the enti-"

Peter cuts her off by kissing her deeply. "That was absolutely fucking amazing, holy shit my brain is on fire right now."

Laura Jean smiles at him, "Really?"

He presses his forehead to hers, "Yes Covey, I don't think you realize how crazy you make me."

Lara Jean smiled at him and watched as he, sadly, put his boxers back on. He was practically glowing, a complete 180 from how he was an hour ago, and she did that. Being proud of herself was an understatement. "I'm going to go brush my teeth I'll be right back."

"Next time I'll eat some pineapple before, I promise." Peter smiled, and Lara Jean grabbed a pillow, so she could deck him in the face. "Ow! Covey!"