Not A Mermaid

Peter knew that someone was in his apartment the moment he entered. He tilted his head, letting his senses take over and he relaxed when he smelled Derek, when he heard the still so familiar heartbeat. It might have been three years since he last saw him, but he would recognize him anywhere.Peter pushed the smile that wanted to take over at the thought of Derek in his apartment down, frowning instead when he realized Derek was in his bathroom. Whatever was he doing there? What was he doing here in general?Peter quickly walked over, pushing the door open and almost stumbled over his own feet when he finally saw Derek. He was in the bathtub, clad in back jeans and a white shirt, which was see through thanks to the water he was laying in.