Prompt: Person B didn't put any sunscreen on at the beach. Later they are badly burned and Person A has to gently put Aloe Vera on them while reminding person B that they told them to put on sunscreen.

(I didn't do the 2nd part, because, well, I suck, and forgot)

Rating: PG

Not part of the 1k challenge, but still under 1k! yay!

Chapter Text

Peter was exiting the Bathroom, towel over his damp hair, just as Ava exclaimed, "Oh my, Sam! What happened?"

He bolted down the hall of the beach house and stopped in the living room. "Wha- what happened?"

Peter was exiting the Bathroom, towel over his damp hair, just as Ava exclaimed, "Oh my, Sam! What happened?"

He bolted down the hall of the beach house and stopped in the living room. "Wha- what happened?"

His eyes darted around, looking for whatever trouble had his friends shouting. They were at the beach, who attacked people at the beach? His eyes focused on Sam, who was standing in the middle of the room surrounded by their friends. Nothing seemed out of place, Sam was in one piece and didn't appear to be bleeding.

Ava rolled her eyes and grabbed Sam by the shoulders, turning him so his back was facing Peter. His back was redder than his Spidey suit and Sam hissed when Ava accidentally brushed some of the burned skin.

"I, uh, fell asleep?" Sam turned back around and shrugged, causing his skin to flex, and thus causing him to wince.

Danny handed him a bottle of aloe lotion, "This should soothe it."

"I, uh, can't reach my back…would someone mind rubbing it on? Please?"

With a snort Luke spoke up, "Nope, figure it out you're damn self. We have reservations at Medieval Times, no way I'm missing out." He shoved his feet into his flip flops to empathize his point.

"I can go! Just let me put on a shirt!" Sam grabbed his shirt laying on the back of the couch and tried to put it on, but every small movement sent pain over his back.

Danny grabbed the shirt from his hands and tossed it back on the couch. "You need to lay down on your stomach. Clothing will just irritate your skin more."

Peter watched as Sam gave Danny a pouty look.

Ava grabbed her purse, "Come one guys, lets get going."

Sam gaped at her, "You're all just going to go without me?"

"You're the idiot who fell asleep on the beach."

"Well, Peter kept me up all night!"

Luke raised an eyebrow, "Oh?" He grinned over at Peter, "Well, it is about time."

Sam's face matched the shade of red on his back. "No! Mind out if the gutter! He kept snoring!"

Everyone but Sam and Peter burst out laughing. Peter felt the heat start to rise to his cheeks as well. He and Sam were sharing a room, which was awkward enough. But he, according to Sam, kept snoring all night. At first Sam would shake his shoulder, but as the night went on it devolved into nudges and slaps. He woke up several times to Sam leaning close to him, his body heat seeping through the covers…

Peter shook his head and went to get his sandals.

"Um, 'scuse you?"

Peter turned around to find the bottle of aloe being shoved in his face. "No. Nope. I'm going to dinner too."

The sound of the door closing reached his ears and he saw Luke, Danny, and Ava running down the driveway.

"Classy guys!" He yelled out the window.

"Please, Peter? This really hurts."

Peter sighed, it was sort of his fault. "Fine. But you owe me Bucket Head."

Sam went into their shared room and laid down on his bed. Peter followed him, lotion in hand. "It's probably going to hurt a little. Don't yell at me, okay?"

He unscrewed the cap and kneeled next to the bed. The aloe was cool on his hands and he gingerly placed them on Sam's left shoulder.

Below him, Sam hissed at the contact and tensed up.

"If you tense up it will just make it worse. Relax and let the aloe work."

He slowly spread the aloe lotion across to Sam's other shoulder, rubbing in soothing circles as he went. He could feel Sam start to relax under his fingertips and smiled. They continued in silence for a while, Peter adding more lotion as he went.

Peter was starting on his lower back when Sam spoke. "Hey, Pete? What did Luke mean by that?"

Peter paused briefly then continued rubbing in the lotion. He ignored Sam's question.

"Peter?"

He reached the last of the bright red skin and sat back on his heels. "Sam…"

Sam pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked over at Peter. "Come here."

Peter raised an eyebrow.

"Peter."

"Lay down. You're going to hurt yourself."

"First come here."

Peter rolled his eyes. "Why? I'm literally right here."

"But you're still too far for me to kiss you." Sam was staring right into his eyes.

"Kiss me?"

Sam nodded, "Duh."

Peter smiled and leaned over so his nose brushed Sam's. Slowly, Sam tilted his head until their lips touched. It was feather light, giving Peter time to change his mind. Peter leaned in, putting slightly more pressure into the kiss, sighing contently at the sensation.

Sam pulled back first, just enough to break this kiss. "When were you going to tell me?"

Peter nuzzled his nose and smiled. "When were you?"

Sam smiled back. "Thank heavens for Luke and his big mouth?"

Peter chucked and kissed Sam's cheek. "Let the aloe set for another ten minutes then take a cool shower. I'll put more on after. It will ease the pain and help it heal faster."

"Okay." Sam sat up and swung his legs over the bed. "So, do you want to go to Medieval Times tomorrow? Just the two of us?"

Peter smiled and gave Sam a peck on his lips. "Did you just ask me on a date?"

Sam just gave him a look that conveyed 'of course, you idiot'.