- What's up, guys? I'm back with another update. My utmost thanks to all of you who are sticking with me on this story, I really appreciate it. This chapter...I won't lie, I was a little hesitant about writing this considering I'm not the best when it comes to cute scenes. I'll leave that up to you guys though.
- I got the idea for this scene from a recent conversation I had with a friend of mine a few weeks back. When I told her that I knew how to sew, she seemed really surprised. I'm guessing it's because sewing isn't something many guys choose to learn how to do but I never really understood that way of thinking. Necessity always comes before image and I'm proud to say that I'm a man who knows how to handle a needle and thread.
In any case, I present to you the next chapter. Enjoy!
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Peter eagerly finished the last of his breakfast consisting of scrambled eggs and bacon that Sable had brought to his bed after waking up from a good night's sleep.
Sable had woken up about an hour earlier and knowing Peter's voracious appetite, she had reluctantly left Peter's warm side to help Aurelie and Sofia prepare a large breakfast for him.
All of which Peter very much appreciated and that appreciation showed when he happily devoured everything that was served to him...all the while still maintaining the proper table manners, much to Sable's amusement as she sat in a chair next to his bed.
She really loved watching Peter eat. The expressions on his face as he did was just so adorable in a puppy-like sort of way.
His stomach now full, Peter wiped his mouth with a napkin when he finally noticed Sable's eyes watching him with a grin.
"Something on my face, Sable?"
She shook her head with a chuckle. "Nothing like that, Peter...you're just as cute as always."
His cheeks turned a light shade of red as he pulled her into the bed.
"Thanks...so what do you want to do today?" Peter sheepishly asked, kissing her temple.
Her lips smiled seductively.
"I want us to make up for lost time, Peter..." Sable whispered before her expression quickly turned serious again, "but only when you're completely healed so you're going to have to stay in bed for one more day."
She knew most of his injuries were already healed but it was doubtful the inhuman amount of blood he lost had completely replenished in one night.
Peter playfully smirked. "One more day, eh? It'll be hard to resist you for that long but I'll do my best."
Sable punched his arm lightly before she pushed Peter back onto the bed and rested her head on his chest.
"Don't worry, Peter...I'll make it worth the wait. So what do you usually do when you're bed-ridden?"
He thought about that for a moment. "Before you came into my life...not very much, actually. Every now and then, I'd think about some new ideas for my costume. It's how I came up with the original red and blue outfit and sewed it into reality so many years ago."
It wasn't exactly a good memory though...considering the tragic mistake that he made after putting his costume on for the first time in his life.
Sable's heart felt a bit concerned when his voice trailed off. "...Peter?"
"Don't worry, I'm alright." He reassured with a grin.
Sensing that he wasn't lying, Sable grinned back at Peter when she remembered something in his words.
"Wait...you sewed your first costume yourself?"
"Hm? Yeah, it wasn't that difficult actually...might be because I used to watch Aunt May knit and sew my clothes for me whenever they got torn up."
Peter Parker seemed to have about a dozen hidden skills that neither his closest friends nor Sable knew about and his ability to sew so well was something she never expected.
It also made Sable surprisingly feel as though she missed out on something ...despite it being mistakenly and commonly known as a "woman's only" trade, Sable never really learned how to sew even as a child. She spent most of her childhood training to defend herself and kill if she needed to so she could join her father in the Wild Pack, namely to hunt down her mother's killers.
The closest thing to sewing that she could do was knowing how to stitch up wounds and Sable doubted that such a rudimentary form of first aid could ever be seen as art.
"Uh, Sable?" Peter's voice called out, bringing her mind back to the present.
Her eyes looked into his and an idea came into her head.
"Peter, may I ask you for a favour?"
His eyebrows rose in curiousity. "Of course, what is it?"
"Do you think you could show me how to sew? I've...never really learned how to do so in my life."
Her voice sounded a bit nervous...as though she was embarassed that she never learned such a skill before.
Peter smiled warmly as he tilted her chin up. "I'd be more than happy to. After all, I do have a lot of time now...and Sable?"
"Yes?"
"You got nothing to be ashamed of. It took me about hundreds of bandages taped to my fingers and weeks of mistakes before I finished my costume." Peter finished before giving her a quick kiss.
Sable's cheeks flushed a tint of red and she kissed Peter back before turning her attention to the door.
"Sofia!" She called out for her maid. As expected of one of her best employees, the brunette maid was at the medical room entrance almost immediately.
"Yes, Ms. Sablinova?"
Sable looked over to Peter and shared a smirk with him before relaying her instructions to Sofia.
"I'd like you to get something for us..."
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"That's good. Now try slipping the needle through that little loop there." Peter instructed.
Sable nodded and put her best effort into getting his instructions right on the first attempt. Peter and Sofia watched from the side, ready to offer their help if she needed it...not that she asked for it yet. Sofia had been asked to bring a sewing kit and some pieces of fabrics so Peter could show Sable how to do some minor difficult sewing and stitching patterns.
Once he had demonstrated those techniques a few times, Peter let Sable try it herself. Her first attempts were mixed at best...some of the tricks she quickly got a hand of but the ones where she had trouble with were also the ones that brought out an amusing sigh of frustration from Sable.
Of course, they both knew it was best not to let their amusement show out of fear for their lives but it was getting more difficult for the brunette maid to stifle her giggles.
Not once did Sable ask for their help yet though but it seemed the somewhat complicated pattern she was currently working on was giving her trouble and her annoyance showed when Sable sighed out of frustration again, placing the half stitched fabric onto Peter's blanket.
"What am I doing wrong?" she asked him.
"You're pushing the needle too hard and that's why the thread is getting stuck. You have to hold the needle gently and slowly pass it through." Peter patiently explained for the second time.
Sofia added in her own advice. "If I may, Ms. Sablinova...there'd be less of a chance of injuring your fingers if you held the top half of the needle with your thumb."
Sable gave a grateful smile to them both as she listened to their advice and tried to thread the pattern again.
This time, it proved to be much easier to pass the needle and thread through where it should but she soon hit another snag and that flare of annoyance came back yet again.
Sofia gave her Queen a look of playful pity as she bowed respectfully to her and Peter before leaving to resume her other daily duties. Peter waved to the brunette maid as she left the room and he quickly turned his attention back to Sable, who was beginning to feel a bit angered at the fact that she couldn't get the needle through to where she needed it to be.
Peter saw this and moved to intervene before she destroyed the poor fabric altogether.
"Hey, hey...calm down, Sable." He placed his hand on her shoulder. "You're doing just fine. There's no need to rush it."
Another sigh was heard from her as she set the fabric down. "I know, Peter...it's just that when you showed me how to do it, you made it look so easy. I just can't help but think that I'm failing at something so simple."
"Even simple tasks takes practice to perfect. The only reason sewing for me is easy now is because I've done it wrong so many times before I could even get it right."
Sable couldn't help but agree with his statement. "...That is true."
"Besides," he added. "You're getting the hang of this a lot faster than I did when I first began."
"You're not just saying that, are you?" She jokingly asked.
Peter kissed her forehead. "Definitely not."
Sable smiled a little and rested her head on Peter's neck. "My thanks for your kind words...but it still doesn't change the fact that I'm still stuck on this step."
This time, Peter sighed as he placed his hands on top of hers.
"No one said you had to do this alone, Sable...it's ok to ask me for help anytime for anything."
She looked up, waiting for him to continue.
"After all, it is your right as my girlfriend to ask me for anything and I don't have much to give...but everything I do have is yours." Peter stated.
Sable widened her eyes, realizing that her pride had gotten in the way of asking for help from the one she loved and trusted the most. It seemed pointless to ask him for help on something so trivial but Sable knew that Peter would always be there to aid her with anything, no matter what the task may be.
Such a thought reminded Sable as to why she gave her whole body and heart to Peter Parker.
"Peter..." She slowly began with her cheeks blushing, "May I ask for your help with this troublesome sewing pattern?"
He playfully bowed his head. "Of course, my lady."
Peter gently gripped the top of Sable's hands and began to move her fingers with his own into making the correct movements with the needle. She noticed and smiled at the fact that Peter was allowing her hands to take the lead, his hands only guiding her way around the pattern but not interfering with her sewing.
The atmosphere in the room turned comfortably silent as Sable progressively threaded the pattern with the continous guidance of Peter's fingers. The small grin on her face grew wider and wider with every successful stitch that she sewed.
When Sable finally sewed the final stitch, Peter tied the ends of strings together before lifting her handiwork into the air. There in the silver piece of fabric was a beautiful heart pattern composed of cobalt blue thread...all completed by Sable's hands.
"An elegant piece of art, Sable...and trust me when I say that it's a lot better than my first piece of work." Peter congratulated.
Hearing Peter's compliment turned her grin into a beautiful smile as Sable took pride in her first successful piece of sewing art.
Peter couldn't help but chuckle when he saw her face...it wasn't openly expressed of course, but the childlike joy seen in Sable's eyes and smile was just so adorable to watch.
"What's so funny?" She heard him laughing and set the fabric down.
"Nothing..." Peter said as he affectionately hugged Sable, "You're just as beautifully cute as ever."
- I had some trouble with this one...considering the number of rewrites I did before I was satisfied with the end result but I think it turned out ok. I'm currently in the middle of brainstorming some ideas for a new love story with Peter and I'd love to hear your opinions. Some suggested a crossover with DC but that's something I'm not sure about though...I don't know much about the DC world and there's a lot of preparation on my part if I put Peter into another universe.
- We'll cross that bridge when we get there...for now, I just hope you guys had a good time reading this and as always, reviews are encouraged.