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Peter admired how much of a social butterfly you were when it came to your friends. He was sitting behind you, enjoying having his arms wrapped around you to keep you from sliding off his lap. He rested his chin on your shoulder so he was facing your friends. It was your bi-weekly friend hang out, and this time you and Peter had opened your apartment to host them. He was quiet, never quite sure how to interact with others. He was listening to you all chat, quietly adding a comment occasionally.
“So, Peter, what are you studying?” Your friend, Cecilia, asked him.
“I’m studying biophysics,” Peter responds, used to the question.
Cecilia scrunched her nose, “Biophysics?”
Peter felt your thumb rub his knuckles. “Yeah. It’s the study of how physics’ theories and methods apply to biological phenomena. It’s really interesting,” Peter’s voice grew confident as he explained.
“Oh,” Cecilia sounded bored.
Peter sagged in his seat slightly, feeling embarrassed. It wasn’t often he spoke up when your friends were over, so he was already putting himself out of his comfort zone.
“Cece,” your voice piped up, drawing her attention from Peter. “How’re your nursing classes going?”
“They’re–” She began.
Peter felt you sit up in his lap slightly, “I mean your business classes. You did just change majors, right?” Your words were just loud enough to draw the attention of all your other friends. They began asking Cecilia about why she changed her major and when it had happened.
Peter coughed to cover the laugh that was escaping him. The way all your friends were suddenly interested in Cecilia’s change of studies was comical. It was so different from everyone’s engineering, chemistry, and physics majors. It shocked them that she was suddenly no longer in science classes.
“Thank you,” Peter whispered against the shell of your ear.
You shrugged, giving his hand three quick squeezes. I love you, he thought at the message you were subtly telling him. He tapped your side four times to respond I love you too .