For Sansa

[whateveraspidercan]

Peter was all kinds of nervous. This was like a date with potential make-outs but also there was food so did they cook first or wait? He was all up in his head about things and was trying to calm himself down. This was SANSA STARK though so he didn’t think he could be entirely calm. Not completely freaking out would have to be the hope for right now.

Really he just wanted her to feel comfortable and have a good time. If it was too awkward or whatever to do anything he at least wanted her to have a good time. He’d spent the few moments before she’d gotten there cleaning up his room. He was so distracted that he had forgotten to take off the apron he’d been wearing or wipe the flour off his face that had gotten there. Peter just REALLY liked Sansa and wanted to make her happy.

He tried to take some calming breaths to try and focus and relax his nerves. That only lasted about 30 seconds though and instead he just stared at the door, waiting for her to get there while he paced nervously.

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[eyried]

Sansa was a little nervous too. She'd dated guys before, obviously, but none of them had ever been as sweet as Peter. Even when he was admitting to staring at her, or wanting to touch her, she still felt like he would respect her boundaries if it came up. She did want to kiss him and more, but after her ex, she was maybe a little more nervous than she'd come across in her texts. But she still wanted to come over, and have a good time.

It doesn't take her long to arrive at his door, as promised. Sansa is dressed pretty nicely, but not super formal given that they'll probably be eating... unless they get distracted with what else they had discussed. She knocks on the door and there's a smile on her face once he answers. "Hi Peter. Hope you weren't waiting long."

[whateveraspidercan]

“Oh wow. I’m definitely going to run into walls.”

Maybe not the best opening line but it was the first thing that came out of his mouth when he opened the door. She was a little bit taller than him but not so much that they weren’t at eye level. And it was those eyes again that just drew him in. That’s all he needed to see to know that he was going to have trouble focusing.

“I mean, come in!” He said, moving to the side so that she could come up. His brain was freaking out right now but he tried to just let it be his brain that was doing that and not his entire body. “And not really, just long enough to get the oven preheated.”