I've always thought that Pete's hands are super soft. I like how they're warm, but they're never sweaty, like, he's just cuddly. It's not like I ever hold his hand or anything, it's just that I know because he would sometimes accidentally brush my hand on the walk home from school when we stand too close, or when he wipes something off my face. Stuff like that.
He's so cute too. Sometimes I just stare at him when he's not looking, and I know it's creepy but I don't care.
I look up at the guy sitting across from me with a smile, trying to contain it as he plays his bass for me. He brings it over sometimes on the weekends for me to see. "I like the way you play," I tell him, and he looks up at me briefly and flashes me a smile before looking back down at his guitar.
"Thanks, I'm glad you like listening."
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