Degrassi: Peter's Choice
Title: Peter's Choice
Fandom: Degrassi
Pairing: Peter/Riley
Rating: PG-13 for now.
Summary: Peter realizes he likes Riley and they get together, but he can't bring himself to dump Mia.
Warning: Spoilers for "Man With Two Hearts" and "Bad Medicine" episodes.
Peter wasn't sure how this had happened and as far as he was concerned, it was all Riley's fault. Riley had come along and kissed him and made him all confused. Peter, of course, made sure Riley knew he was straight by flaunting his relationship with Mia around Degrassi and Riley pretended to be straight by "dating" Anya. Throughout it all, Peter kept thinking about Riley and that kiss.
One evening, Peter was waiting for Mia at the Dot when his cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and saw it was his girlfriend.
He answered. "Hey, Mia, what's up?"
"Peter, I'm so sorry, Isabella's sick. Can I take a rain check on our date?"
Peter sighed. What could he do? "Sure, fine. Hope she feels better."
When he hung up, he put a tip for Spinner on the table and rose from his seat. Just as he got up, Riley Stavros walked through the door. Peter didn't completely freeze or anything; he and Riley were still friends. He had comforted Riley after he'd had, well, issues and Riley hadn't pushed him away. So they were on good terms. But even though he didn't show it, Peter still felt awkward. He wasn't sure why.
He walked over to Riley, who stood at the counter. "Hey, man."
Riley gave him a slight smile. "What's up?"
"Nothing. Had a date with Mia but she cancelled." Peter said. He felt kind of guilty mentioning Mia around him, but everything was cool with Riley now, right?
"Bummer. I'm just getting food to go." Riley replied. He was silent for a few seconds and then looked back at Peter. "Hey, if you're not doing anything, we could hang out. Play video games or something. Nothing weird this time, I swear."
Weird? Oh, yeah the kiss, thought Peter. "Sure. We can go to my place."
They walked to Peter's apartment quietly, occasionally making comments about a few random things and classes. Peter wasn't sure what he could and couldn't say to Riley anymore. It seemed okay to talk about the gay thing with Riley on a limited basis, but Riley didn't like talking about it in general.
Jeez. Guys were just as complicated as girls.
When they got to the apartment, Riley immediately suggested they pay something other than boxing. They decided on a race car game that Peter hardly ever played. Safe choice. It involved no physical contact.
Of course, Riley beat Peter at that too, just like boxing. He also beat him at every other sport that Peter had a video game of.
Finally, Peter collapsed on his couch. "Man. How did you get so good at everything?"
"Lots of practice." Riley said. "Do you have anything to drink?"
Peter looked at him. "Sure. Water okay?"
Riley laughed. "Yeah, that's fine."
Peter got up and went out to the kitchen, got two glasses, and filled them up with water. Then he opened the fridge to see if he had anything good they could eat. Just then the phone rang in the other room. "Hey, Riley, can you get that?" Peter called.
"Sure!"
A few seconds later, Riley walked in and handed the phone to Peter. "It's your dad."
Already annoyed, Peter took the phone. "Hello?"
"Who was that guy?" Peter's dad's voice sounded curious... and suspicious for some reason.
"My friend. What's up?"
"Well," Peter's dad said. "I have an appointment that just came up tomorrow-"
"I can't watch Angel tomorrow." Peter interrupted. "I have school." He had already watched Angel at school, and while he loved his sister, it wasn't an ideal situation.
"No, I know." his dad said. "I put her in a new daycare. But I just need to know the songs you sang her when you watched her. She slept during her nap when you watched her, but won't for anyone else."
"Oh." Peter quickly told him and then told his dad he had to get off the phone. When he hung up, he noticed that Riley had been looking at him the whole time. "What?"
"I thought you said your dad wasn't involved." Riley said. He didn't look accusing or anything, just sort of confused.
Wow. Riley had actually been listening when Peter told him that? Peter wasn't used to telling people things and have them listen. He didn't even feel like he could tell Mia things like that. They usually talked about her modeling, Isabella, or something else about her. Not him.
"He's pretty much not." Peter told him, handing him one of the glasses of water. "After, uh, everything, he started asking me to babysit my half-sister Angel a lot. But he doesn't really care about my life."
Riley looked at him sadly, but put on a smile. "Well, he doesn't know what he's missing. To think he could be kicking your ass at video games."
Peter had a weird feeling. He wanted to keep talking to Riley about this stuff, but he wasn't sure if Riley wanted to hear about it. Why would he? The guy had his own problems to deal with.
"More video games?" he finally asked. Better go the safe route and not talk about his problems.
"Sure." Riley replied, almost seeming reluctant now.
Ookay, thought Peter as the two boys walked back into the other room. As Peter found a game they hadn't played and moved toward putting it in, Riley suddenly spoke up.
"You know how I was on steroids? And how I punched Sav because of it?"
Peter looked up at him. "Yeah."
"It was probably the worst thing I've ever done. And I can't get over how... like, I'm a bad person for it or something."
"You're not." Peter said immediately. "Look," he said, sitting next to Riley. "I used to do stuff. Like, bad stuff."
"You?!" Riley was obviously surprised. "No way. Like what?"
"It was before you were around, but I did a lot. One time I took a video of this drunk girl flashing her boobs and showed it to the school." Peter wasn't bragging or anything. He was ashamed of these things now, but he wanted to Riley to know his past. He wanted the guy to know who he really was. "And then I dated her best friend. And the girl I was dating, I raced her ex with a car and hit a guy. And then I put drugs in her ex's locker and got him kicked out of school."
"Wow, man." Riley said. "Why did you do that?"
"I guess I wanted attention or something." Peter shrugged. "I'm not proud of it. It's just that my parents were always absorbed in their own stuff. My dad didn't care, and my mom, she's great, but she can be a workaholic sometimes too. Anyway, I'm done with that stuff. Sorry if that freaked you out."
"No," Riley replied, looking at him with a smile. "I get why you did it. If I had that kind of home life I don't know what I'd do. I'd probably do something to get attention too. Probably not something having to do with boobs..." He laughed nervously.
"No, probably not." Peter agreed, laughing too. "Hey, do you wanna, like, talk about that? Did you sort it out?"
"I don't know if it'll ever be sorted out." Riley said. "But I've been talking to this camp friend of mine. He's gay, and at camp we sort of... you know. I've been meeting up with him." He looked away, probably embarrassed.
Peter felt a stab of... something. He wasn't sure what he felt. But, what the hell, a camp friend? He knew nothing about the guy and already was indifferent toward him. Riley deserved better. Someone he saw every day. Someone like...
"Something wrong?"
Peter looked up at his friend. "No. What? Nothing's wrong."
Something was definitely wrong. Wrong with him.
"Why did you kiss me?" Peter blurted out. "What made you like me and think I was interested?"
"Whoa." Riley said, his eyes widening. "I thought you were over-"
"Just answer. I deserve to know."
Riley scratched the back of his head. "Well, like, you wanted to spend all that time with me. And it wasn't just that, just the way you looked at me. Plus you're cute."
Peter's face heated up. "That's it?"
"Well, I like talkin' to you about stuff. You get me."
You get me too, Peter thought. That was the scary part. Riley did get him. Did any of the girls he dated ever get him? Emma? Definitely not. Darcy? She had her own stuff going on. Plus she'd gone to Africa. Mia? She was always nagging him. There was no doubt he was attracted to the girls he'd dated, but did they get him? No.
So the non-physical attraction was there with Riley. Was the physical attraction there? He looked at Riley, studied him. There was no doubt that Riley was attractive for a guy. But did he attract Peter? Peter wasn't sure how to go about this question because he wasn't gay? He didn't even think he was bi. But if there was one person he would "go gay" for, would it be Riley?
"Screw it." he finally said.
"What?" Riley looked directly at him now. Questioning eyes that Peter couldn't help staring into.
Before he could chicken out, Peter leaned in and placed his lips on Riley's.
Fandom: Degrassi
Pairing: Peter/Riley
Rating: PG-13 for now.
Summary: Peter realizes he likes Riley and they get together, but he can't bring himself to dump Mia.
Warning: Spoilers for "Man With Two Hearts" and "Bad Medicine" episodes.
Peter wasn't sure how this had happened and as far as he was concerned, it was all Riley's fault. Riley had come along and kissed him and made him all confused. Peter, of course, made sure Riley knew he was straight by flaunting his relationship with Mia around Degrassi and Riley pretended to be straight by "dating" Anya. Throughout it all, Peter kept thinking about Riley and that kiss.
One evening, Peter was waiting for Mia at the Dot when his cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and saw it was his girlfriend.
He answered. "Hey, Mia, what's up?"
"Peter, I'm so sorry, Isabella's sick. Can I take a rain check on our date?"
Peter sighed. What could he do? "Sure, fine. Hope she feels better."
When he hung up, he put a tip for Spinner on the table and rose from his seat. Just as he got up, Riley Stavros walked through the door. Peter didn't completely freeze or anything; he and Riley were still friends. He had comforted Riley after he'd had, well, issues and Riley hadn't pushed him away. So they were on good terms. But even though he didn't show it, Peter still felt awkward. He wasn't sure why.
He walked over to Riley, who stood at the counter. "Hey, man."
Riley gave him a slight smile. "What's up?"
"Nothing. Had a date with Mia but she cancelled." Peter said. He felt kind of guilty mentioning Mia around him, but everything was cool with Riley now, right?
"Bummer. I'm just getting food to go." Riley replied. He was silent for a few seconds and then looked back at Peter. "Hey, if you're not doing anything, we could hang out. Play video games or something. Nothing weird this time, I swear."
Weird? Oh, yeah the kiss, thought Peter. "Sure. We can go to my place."
They walked to Peter's apartment quietly, occasionally making comments about a few random things and classes. Peter wasn't sure what he could and couldn't say to Riley anymore. It seemed okay to talk about the gay thing with Riley on a limited basis, but Riley didn't like talking about it in general.
Jeez. Guys were just as complicated as girls.
When they got to the apartment, Riley immediately suggested they pay something other than boxing. They decided on a race car game that Peter hardly ever played. Safe choice. It involved no physical contact.
Of course, Riley beat Peter at that too, just like boxing. He also beat him at every other sport that Peter had a video game of.
Finally, Peter collapsed on his couch. "Man. How did you get so good at everything?"
"Lots of practice." Riley said. "Do you have anything to drink?"
Peter looked at him. "Sure. Water okay?"
Riley laughed. "Yeah, that's fine."
Peter got up and went out to the kitchen, got two glasses, and filled them up with water. Then he opened the fridge to see if he had anything good they could eat. Just then the phone rang in the other room. "Hey, Riley, can you get that?" Peter called.
"Sure!"
A few seconds later, Riley walked in and handed the phone to Peter. "It's your dad."
Already annoyed, Peter took the phone. "Hello?"
"Who was that guy?" Peter's dad's voice sounded curious... and suspicious for some reason.
"My friend. What's up?"
"Well," Peter's dad said. "I have an appointment that just came up tomorrow-"
"I can't watch Angel tomorrow." Peter interrupted. "I have school." He had already watched Angel at school, and while he loved his sister, it wasn't an ideal situation.
"No, I know." his dad said. "I put her in a new daycare. But I just need to know the songs you sang her when you watched her. She slept during her nap when you watched her, but won't for anyone else."
"Oh." Peter quickly told him and then told his dad he had to get off the phone. When he hung up, he noticed that Riley had been looking at him the whole time. "What?"
"I thought you said your dad wasn't involved." Riley said. He didn't look accusing or anything, just sort of confused.
Wow. Riley had actually been listening when Peter told him that? Peter wasn't used to telling people things and have them listen. He didn't even feel like he could tell Mia things like that. They usually talked about her modeling, Isabella, or something else about her. Not him.
"He's pretty much not." Peter told him, handing him one of the glasses of water. "After, uh, everything, he started asking me to babysit my half-sister Angel a lot. But he doesn't really care about my life."
Riley looked at him sadly, but put on a smile. "Well, he doesn't know what he's missing. To think he could be kicking your ass at video games."
Peter had a weird feeling. He wanted to keep talking to Riley about this stuff, but he wasn't sure if Riley wanted to hear about it. Why would he? The guy had his own problems to deal with.
"More video games?" he finally asked. Better go the safe route and not talk about his problems.
"Sure." Riley replied, almost seeming reluctant now.
Ookay, thought Peter as the two boys walked back into the other room. As Peter found a game they hadn't played and moved toward putting it in, Riley suddenly spoke up.
"You know how I was on steroids? And how I punched Sav because of it?"
Peter looked up at him. "Yeah."
"It was probably the worst thing I've ever done. And I can't get over how... like, I'm a bad person for it or something."
"You're not." Peter said immediately. "Look," he said, sitting next to Riley. "I used to do stuff. Like, bad stuff."
"You?!" Riley was obviously surprised. "No way. Like what?"
"It was before you were around, but I did a lot. One time I took a video of this drunk girl flashing her boobs and showed it to the school." Peter wasn't bragging or anything. He was ashamed of these things now, but he wanted to Riley to know his past. He wanted the guy to know who he really was. "And then I dated her best friend. And the girl I was dating, I raced her ex with a car and hit a guy. And then I put drugs in her ex's locker and got him kicked out of school."
"Wow, man." Riley said. "Why did you do that?"
"I guess I wanted attention or something." Peter shrugged. "I'm not proud of it. It's just that my parents were always absorbed in their own stuff. My dad didn't care, and my mom, she's great, but she can be a workaholic sometimes too. Anyway, I'm done with that stuff. Sorry if that freaked you out."
"No," Riley replied, looking at him with a smile. "I get why you did it. If I had that kind of home life I don't know what I'd do. I'd probably do something to get attention too. Probably not something having to do with boobs..." He laughed nervously.
"No, probably not." Peter agreed, laughing too. "Hey, do you wanna, like, talk about that? Did you sort it out?"
"I don't know if it'll ever be sorted out." Riley said. "But I've been talking to this camp friend of mine. He's gay, and at camp we sort of... you know. I've been meeting up with him." He looked away, probably embarrassed.
Peter felt a stab of... something. He wasn't sure what he felt. But, what the hell, a camp friend? He knew nothing about the guy and already was indifferent toward him. Riley deserved better. Someone he saw every day. Someone like...
"Something wrong?"
Peter looked up at his friend. "No. What? Nothing's wrong."
Something was definitely wrong. Wrong with him.
"Why did you kiss me?" Peter blurted out. "What made you like me and think I was interested?"
"Whoa." Riley said, his eyes widening. "I thought you were over-"
"Just answer. I deserve to know."
Riley scratched the back of his head. "Well, like, you wanted to spend all that time with me. And it wasn't just that, just the way you looked at me. Plus you're cute."
Peter's face heated up. "That's it?"
"Well, I like talkin' to you about stuff. You get me."
You get me too, Peter thought. That was the scary part. Riley did get him. Did any of the girls he dated ever get him? Emma? Definitely not. Darcy? She had her own stuff going on. Plus she'd gone to Africa. Mia? She was always nagging him. There was no doubt he was attracted to the girls he'd dated, but did they get him? No.
So the non-physical attraction was there with Riley. Was the physical attraction there? He looked at Riley, studied him. There was no doubt that Riley was attractive for a guy. But did he attract Peter? Peter wasn't sure how to go about this question because he wasn't gay? He didn't even think he was bi. But if there was one person he would "go gay" for, would it be Riley?
"Screw it." he finally said.
"What?" Riley looked directly at him now. Questioning eyes that Peter couldn't help staring into.
Before he could chicken out, Peter leaned in and placed his lips on Riley's.