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for some reason i'm thinking about a time in which spidey!kazuha probably has to use tomo as a back-up

like maybe the city is doing a celebration or large festival of some sort and they want spider-man to be present for like.. a meet & greet type thing. kazuha would've felt terrible if he said no, so he agreed. but then, the day before the event, you mention that you're going to head to the event just to get out of the house for once.

now, kazuha's only ever seen you either studying while he works, in passing on campus, or stressing over his injured/half-dead body as spider-man. so he gets a (stupid) bright idea: what if he bumps into you by "accident" at the festival? it'd be the first time he'd be able to see you be at ease — and if you recognize him, maybe you could spend some time together! when you ask him if he's going, he says yes before he can even think twice about what he's doing. "i'll see you there, then!" you say with the brightest smile on your face. you look so happy at the thought of seeing him outside of here. don't smile at him like that, would you? he can't melt when he's on the clock.

it's not until you leave that kazuha's head clears and he realizes what he just did — he double booked himself. half-panicking, he casually tells tomo while they're closing up shop: "i need you to play spider-man for a day." tomo chokes at the request; partly out of shock, and partly because that wasn't a question — tomo needs to pretend to be spider-man. so they devise a plan.

and then festival day comes.

kazuha searches for you eagerly (maybe too eagerly). he spots you right away (thank you, heightened senses!) and smoothly bumps into you — he's getting way too good at this acting thing. you're the same as ever, exquisite as always, although without the burden of responsibility, you seem... freer somehow. you're still weirdly shy around him, which he doesn't quite understand, but you're more than happy to spend time with him for the duration of the festival. (score one for kazuha!)

coincidentally, you pass by a super crowded area. "spider-man" is over there talking to kids, signing stuff for people... the works. kazuha watches the sight with a slight grimace; he would've done it if they asked him to, but he's really glad he didn't. that'd overwhelm him super quickly.

you stop walking to frown at spider-man. when kazuha asks what's wrong, your frown deepens. "does spider-man look a little off to you?"

uh-oh.

"what do you mean?" kazuha asks. he's glad you're not looking at him — he doesn't think he'd be able to keep up appearances if you did. "he looks the same as ever, no?"

you shake your head. "no, he... like, did he grow a few inches or...?"

shit. dammit, he can't get anything past you, can he? of course you would notice; you take care of him so often that you have his body committed to memory (a fact that makes his ears burn). kazuha shrugs it off. he knows for a fact that he's never expressed serious interest in spider-man in front of you before — the topic never comes up, so his disinterest shouldn't be abnormal to you. sure enough, it's not, and the two of you keep on moving, even though you keep looking over at the fake spider-man with a confused frown on your face.

all in all though, the day ends well. kazuha got to spend time with you; he even got your phone number, meaning that you two would probably do this again someday! is it a date? does this mean the two of you are going to go on a date someday? kazuha bites the inside of his cheek to fight the giddy smile that threatens to split his face while he waves goodbye to you. he's so lost in his own head that he misses tomo's phone calls — 14 of them, to be exact.

tomo sounds pissed. "you're covering my shifts for the next month," he grumbled in a voicemail. kazuha can already feel the exhaustion creeping up on him. he's about to call tomo back when you suddenly text him, joking about how you just want to make sure you have the right number. kazuha saves your number and puts a heart next to your contact name.

exhaustion be damned. he'll take what he can get.