Peter lie on the foot of my bed drifting in and out of blissful conscious. He'd eaten every morsel of food I had brought to him earlier and there was maybe half a glass of milk left in the jug. It became extremely obvious the poor child had not eaten a proper amount of food for way too long. Then in a flash of uncoordinated movement, it also became obvious that sleeping without permission was known to Peter as a horrible, nasty thing.

Peter jumped to the back of the bed yelling, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" over and over and over. I cautiously leaned down and placed the medical supplies gently on the ground. He stopped yelling and now looked at me with question.

"I'm sorry, we never got a good introduction," I said while raising my hands up, exposing my palms to Peter, "I'm Jack."

"I know that dumb-butt. Why the heck am I here?!"

Jesus kid, could you be more snarky?

"I don't like Hook; that's why you're here" I answered, forcing a smile.

The questioning look on his face became more intense, "Well no one likes Hook but that didn't answer my question!"

I moved over to sit on the edge of the bed, Peter flinching at my movement. "I'm not gonna hurt you," I murmured, "I'm not gonna hurt you like that mad man did and I'm not gonna let him hurt you anymore. That's why I took you… because I don't know why but I couldn't just let you be hurt. I mean I've seen people get hurt before and haven't felt a damn thing about it but there's something different about you and I couldn't just stand there and…" I cut myself off, realizing I was rambling. Peter didn't respond but his face showed that he was thinking over every word I just said. It seemed as if he almost believed me; I know if I was in his spot right now I would be hoping to god I was telling the truth.

"Anyways," I continued while slowly grabbing the things I put on the ground, "How's about I help you with some of your scratches?"

Peter looked up, wild-eyed like he knew my secret intentions that weren't really there. I smiled at him, warmly and put the things on the bed, showing him he had nothing to be afraid of.

It may have taken several stitches and a new split lip from Peter biting back tears but we finally managed to clean his broken body up pretty well. Carefully I put the medical supplies back into the red box, snuck a small smile towards Peter and turned to leave him alone again. Just before I was out the doorway an innocent voice asked, "Mr. Frost?"

I turned to face him again and leaned against the door frame, "You can call me Jack, I don't mind."

"Oh… okay," Peter said timidly, "I don't know why but I feel safer around you so…" He paused and took in a deep breath, "So will you stay with me?"

My insides suddenly felt warm and in a way I liked. What.

Flustered, I said, "Uh… Y-yeah. Of course, Peter…. I'll just go put these things away."

I turned down the hallway back into the slightly grimy bathroom. Carefully I put the stuff back into a cabinet. Right next to it, I had another red bag. This bag contained horrible, unspeakable things, all of them completely legal. My hand hovered over it for a second and for a terrifying second I was tempted to open it.

A moment passed and I was merrily walking towards Peter again. I sauntered back into the room and Peter snapped his head up. For a second a look of terror as if I was coming to hurt him flashed on his face but he tried to cover it up when he asked, "Do you…. Do you think I could borrow some of your clothes? Mine are pretty nasty…."

I hadn't even thought about clothes and I really didn't have much there even for myself. I tried to think of what we could do to remedy this situation but my brain was working overtime with trying to think about Peter's clothes but also how innocent and child-like Peter still managed to be.

"I'm not sure," I said, still thinking of what I should do. I just wanted him to be happy but this fucking house was not a happy place. "Oh! I know! How about I'll lend you some old clothes from when I used to live here a lot and tomorrow morning we'll go shopping."

Peter's face lit up like a child on Christmas and he asked, "Do you have any green?"

AN:

HOLY NUGGETS I AM SO SO SO SORRY FOR THE LATE AND SHORT UPDATE!

I want to give some stupid excuse because I do that a lot but I'm trying not to make excuses and just live up to my mistakes. Its surprising actually how much better people treat you when you're not making excuses all the time. I highly recommend it.

Anyways, about the story, I've "mapped" out where I want to go and what I want to happen all the way up through chapter 9 and just in case anyone is wondering - yes, they will be having the sex and yes, it will be somewhat soon. I don't want to give too much away but spoiler alert! THE SEX AND A GOOD MAJORITY OF THE STORY IS GAYYYYYYYY

I think I'm hilarious. I'm really not.

ANOTHER ANYWAYS! If you still haven't checked out Lady-Mademoiselle 's J/P story, first of all what are you doing with your life get it together, second of all go do it right now, you will not be disappointed. She is a very sweet person and a very awesome writer!

That is all c:

Have a lovely life and don't forget to R&R