Song: When the Day Met the Night by Panic at the Disco!
Peter's Pet Peeve
I sat on the bed, legs crossed, as I leaned forward, enthralled by the movie Peter had chosen. I felt his hand ay lightly on my back and looked at him. I could tell it was an absent minded gesture. He began to rub circles in my back and at first they were gentle and even comforting on my shoulders after a long day out in the field. But after a few minutes, the heel of his hand began to dig between my should blades. I shifted uncomfortably, but her didn't stop.
"Peter," I snapped a little more harshly than I'd intended. His hand froze and he looked at me, "You're doing it again."
It dropped from my back and he looked apologetically, "I'm sorry, Liv," He smiled at her and laughed as he paused the movie, "You know, I'm not the only person with annoying subconscious habits."
"What is that suppose to mean?" Olivia laughed.
"Well you know how when I'm in the bathroom before we g to bed and you reach over to turn the lamp off on my side of the bed, because its further from the door?"
"Yeah…"
"And you sometimes stack up the books and the papers on my nightstand," Peter said with a sheepish smile.
"I don't always do that," Olivia snapped lightheartedly.
"You do it a lot," Peter chuckled, "I don't think you even notice, but you do it all the time, and not only in our room."
Olivia gasped, "Well its not my fault you're a slob."
"I'm not," Peter told her, shaking his head, "it's the Bishop way of organization. I like everything spread out so I can see everything that's there."
Olivia paused, "Fine, I won't clean up your night stand anymore."
"And when we're at my house, don't touch my desk."
"Fine," Olivia said, sticking her nose up.
"Fine," Peter retorted.
"Fine," Olivia snapped back.
"Olivia," peter spoke gently.
"What?"
He reached forward and held her chin, "This is what's beautiful about Us," and he kissed her softly.
By: Caithrine