#Ignore the math papers in found them in a recycling bin

[spiralsalad]

Random things :-0

[baroquebucky]

chemistry

part 4

A/N: omg you guys i am SO sorry this is so late :-( I’ve been so busy lately i haven’t had time to finish writing this chapter, sorry if it’s a little shorter than the rest. I don’t know when I’ll upload the next part but send in some questions or requests! Love u guys <33333333

part 3

It was Monday. You sat across from peter, looking intently at the screen and sharply back to the book you were reading in class. You knew he was with mj, he walked her to class. You weren’t going to let yourself be led on by him any longer.

——

“dude just ask her if she likes you! She’s came to every one of the home games and she watched you march every single time she obviously likes you” Ned spoke. Peter looked at you, a small smile on your face and ignoring the football game in front of you.

“what about mj?” Ned rolled his eyes. “You don’t even like her anymore, all she does is leave you and hang out with her friends.” Peter glanced at mj, they were broken up for right now, taking a small break so peter could get his head straight.

Without thinking Peter walked down the bleachers and next to mj, smiling at her and sitting down.

“hey babe” mj smiled before turning back to her friends. Peter muttered a small hi before putting his arm around her.

Maybe if they tried just one more time it would work out. So he sat with her the whole time, laughing and smiling at her jokes. But he didn’t feel what he felt with you, the spark if you will.

When saturday rolled around and they had a competition he didn’t want to break up with mj, he assured himself that his feelings would come back after spending enough time with her.

Then he got your text, he was on the bus, getting the goody bags from the band parents and giving his good snacks to mj in return for her bad ones.

He panicked, at the contents of the message. He was with mj, he couldn’t just say “i like you too :)” that’s just gross, he had to figure things out first.

After being ignored for the hours on end they were on the bus and on the field and bleachers peter knew he would break up with her.

He’d make sure he was done with mj, then he’d go and get you.

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Peter walked with mj after rehearsal that Monday morning.

“mj can’t we talk?” He asked softly, tugging on the edge of his hoodies sleeves, mj nodded and leaned against the lockers.

“listen, you’re great and everything i just- i don’t feel the same anymore. I don’t wanna date you anymore, i don’t feel anything and i feel like we’re together just to say we aren’t single. i don’t think we’re gonna work out” he spoke out, palms sweaty as he spoke and waiting for her reaction.

Mj smiled at him and pulled him in for a hug. “I know, i felt the same but i felt too bad if i broke up with you” she spoke, peter let out a breath and smiled at her.

“so we’re done yeah? no hatred?” Peter asked and smiled at her as mj nodded, saying goodbye and walking into class.

He turned on his heel, a smile on his face as he walked to class. He finally knew where he stood. He was single for sure this time.

He walked into AP Lang smiling at you, but you didn’t even spare him a glance, ignoring him the entire class. He tossed you a crumpled up paper, a joke and a compliment.

You saw the paper next to your foot. You picked it up and walked straight to the recycling bin, tossing it in while holding eye contact with the curly haired boy.

You heard the paper ‘thump’ at the bottom of the bin. Your heart racing as peter looked at you, pain evident in his eyes.

Walking back to your seat and continuing to read the book at hand you stated at the page blankly, wanting nothing more than to read the paper peter gave you and continue to pass notes the whole class, getting nothing done and having too much homework.

The bell rang and peter watched you walk out of class, not giving him even a second of your time. He really messed up, god high school was messy.

You sat across Esmeralda at lunch you were quiet, picking at your before she spoke up.

“I’m friends with one of peters friends, Ned” you nodded for her to continue. “Well he telling me that peter didn’t like mj anymore, and that he was gonna break up with her for another girl” she spoke with a small smile.

“really?” You asked, looking at her as a smile broke onto her face.

“yeah i mean these past few weeks I’ve gotten to get to know him and talk to him during rehearsal i think we really connected and” she stopped herself, looking at you warily.

“what is it?” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows and moving your head a little.

“and i like him too now.” You felt your heart stop. Is this some kind of sick joke? High school sucks.

“oh” you let out, shock laced in the one small word, you didn’t know how to feel.

“i know I’m sorry it’s just hes so cute and so funny and he’s fucking hot” she blushed drinking some of her water. You clenched your fist under the table, wanting nothing more than to punch her because, hey thats my crush, get in your lane.

“it’s fine” you spoke, forcing a smile before stuffing your face with food so you weren’t clenching your jaw about to fight the girl in front of you.

Thankfully lunch ended quickly and you walked back to pre cal, checking your phone quickly. One text from peter.

are you mad at me?

You decided to not open it, sliding your phone into the back pocket of your jeans and resuming your work.

Soon you were down the hall of your chemistry class. You walked slowly, not wanting to confront peter and his puppy eyes just yet.

“y/n!” You heard peter behind you and you widened your eyes. You picked up the pace quickly managing to get into the class and in your seat before peter could catch up to you. You had a few seconds to think of what to say.

“hey man” peter spoke, looking at you as he sat in his desk. You smiled at him and looked back down at your bag, looking for your notebook.

The teacher handed out two worksheets and began to put on the slideshow for the notes today.

“are you mad at me?” Peter whispered from beside you, the teacher still explaining how to do some stuff with chemicals.

“no” you spoke, not looking at him and continuing to take notes.

“then what is it? is it because of mj?” he asked and you stopped writing for a split second before continuing.

“no” you spoke, trying to keep your usual tone.

“just let me explain what happened” he spoke. You looked at him with a scowl on your face.

“peter just drop it” You hissed.

“Ms Parks and Mr Parker is there something you’d like to share?” She spoke and the whole class looked at you, sami laughing quietly at your red face and Ned biting his lip to stifle his laughter.

“no ma’am sorry” you spoke softly, looking back down at your notebook and writing quickly. Peter heard your increased heart rate and saw the slight shake in your hands. You hated getting in trouble.

“sorry i was just asking about what you said i didn’t see the last sentence of the slide” peter covered giving her a sweet smile before she continued.

He stayed quiet for the rest of the period.

When the bell rang and peter watched you walk out with sami he slumped in his desk before heading out with Ned.

“I messed up badly dude” he groaned walking to band with his best friend.

“she won’t talk to you?” Ned quiestioned and peter nodded.

“just give her time, she’ll get over it” Ned shrugged and peter let out a sigh. That was the only option he had huh.

As the week passed you and peter got back into the groove of things, whispering in class and passing notes to each other. You kept every doodle he gave you. And he kept every doodle you gave him.

Peter didn’t expect to see you at the football game that Friday. But there you were, sitting on the bleachers with your friend Genesis from math class, laughing at something she had said.

You looked like the most beautiful girl peter had ever seen. A jean jacket over a black hoodie with some slightly ripped skinny jeans. The stadium lights made you look gorgeous, peter smiled at the sight of you.

Your eyes quickly found him and you gave him a small smile before waving at him. He waved back quickly, blushing as you turned back around.

At halftime peter was down on the track, getting his shako and his plume to get ready to march. He searched for you in the bleachers and shot you a smile. You waved at him and gave him a thumbs up.

Peter marched beautifully, you could tell why the band directors liked him so much, nailing his every step and owning his solo.

When he was back on the bleachers you gave him two thumbs up, mouthing to him how great he did. He pointed down and you nodded, telling genesis you’d be back in a bit before heading under the bleachers.

you stood there looking for peter before you saw him walking with one of his band friends.

Once he spotted you he walked quickly towards you and you smiled.

“hey” he spoke, slightly red and out of breath from marching.

“you did so good!” You cheered, wrapping your arms around him before you could stop yourself, peter didn’t hesistate to hug you back, holding you close and hearing your heart beat clearer than ever.

“thank you” he blushed, his friend gone to use the restrooms.

“i have to go in a bit, i have some stuff i have to turn in for English since someone always distracts me” you smiled and looked at peter accusingly. He smirked at you and you nudged him.

“you wouldn’t trade it for the world he smiled and you rolled your eyes.

“no i wouldn’t Parker” Peter smiled at you before seeing his friend motion for the two of them to head back up.

“I’ll text you yeah?” He spoke, walking backwards slowly with a smile on his face.

“yeah” you spoke, biting your lip to hide the smile itching to break onto your face.

“okay” he spoke before turning around and jogging to catch up to his friend.

You felt your face flushed and went to go get some water, you felt like you were burning up even in the cold.

You said goodbye to genesis and headed home, finishing the work due at midnight just in time at 11:39 pm.

You closed your eyes and let out a small sigh, happy that you had the whole weekend to relax. The light from your phone lit up your dark room. You rolled over to check it, the bright light blinding you for a second.

from peter:

I’m home i hope you finished your work you scholar :P

You smiled at his text, remembering what Esmeralda had told you. He liked another girl. Was it you?

I am an AP scholar actually so shut your mouth >:)

You smiled as peter replied quickly,

so am i, your point is?

You and peter talked for hours, sending each other texts and memes until 2 am.

i have a competition tomorrow hehe i should probably sleep

oh my gOD I KEPT YOU UP ALL NIGHT AND YOU DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING PETER KSJXJXBSJ

I didn’t wanna end the conversation :(

whatever you dork goodnight and good luck tomorrow <3

Peter blushed at the heart you had sent him, his own heart racing at the sight of it and his face hurt from smiling even harder than before. His hands shook slightly from how nervous he was.

goodnight :) <3

You locked your phone and tried to stop yourself from smiling, your cheeks hurt way too much but even your best attempts couldn’t wipe away your smile. You closed your eyes and let out a happy sigh, maybe high school wasn’t so bad.

Peter woke up reluctantly at 5 am, throwing himself out of bed and giving a small wave to Aunt May as a good morning before eating the breakfast she had made for him.

“You look so tired pete! did the internship keep you up again?” She asked concerned, ready to fight tony stark if it meant her poor nephew could get some sleep in.

“no” peter spoke, a small smile played on his lips as he remembered the night before and texting you all night. “I was talking to this girl” he smiled as May’s mouth opened a little.

“wow okay, she must mean a lot if it means not sleeping before a band competition” peter groaned and cringed slightly at her words.

“that makes me sound like such a loser may! I’m not a loser, right?” His eyes widened a bit as May laughed at him, getting the car keys and rushing him out.

You woke up as the alarm you had set went off. You quickly turned it off and went to text peter.

good luck today !! you got this in the bag and make that field your bitch >:)

You sent the text and your eyelids grew heavy once again and sleep soon overtook you.

Arriving at school peter checked his phone as he received your message, his cheeks heating up and ears turning a shade of pink. He smiled and replied quickly.

thank you :)

Peter rushed into the band hall, going to find his uniform and matching shoes and rushing right back out to go change.

“you are awfully giddy this morning” Ned spoke from beside peter and he helped him with his zipper.

“y/n texted me this morning, she woke up just to message me” he smiled and Ned’s mouth flew open.

“oh my god she is totally into you dude!” He spoke hitting him roughly on the shoulder. Peter stumbled and bumped into the wall, being caught off guard since he was too busy wondering what you looked like when you woke up.

“i mean i don’t know Ned” peter mumbled, grabbing his clothes and walking back to the band hall with Ned. He rolled his eyes at his best friend and sighed.

“you’re so bling peter she goes to football games just to watch you march, she woke up to text you good luck and you both have so many inside jokes and make each other blush all the time” Ned shrugged his shoulders and left to go put his stuff in his locker.

Peter unlocked his band locker and took out his instrument, shoving his clothes in and taking a deep breath.

“hey peter!” A female voice spoke beside him and he turned to see Esmeralda.

“oh hey” he spoke giving her a right smile before turning oh his heel. She quickly followed him and attempted to continue her conversation.

“how’s your morning been?” She asked, and peter gave her a thumbs up, looking for anyone in his section to be with.

It’s not that he hated Esmeralda, she just tried so hard to flirt it was annoying. He cringed as she continued to follow him around, laughing at the small comments he made. Peter finally just pulled his phone out and texted you.

I’m so sleepy maybe i do regret texting you all night

He locked his phone, knowing you were dead aslee at this hour and instead went to find his section since he somehow couldn’t find them. Esmeralda was left talking to herself about a story even she wasn’t interested in. She furrowed her eyebrows and let out a huff.

She would get peter, no matter what it took.

The day passed quickly, you didn’t do much and just lounged around, relaxing before the hectic school week began once again. Peter texted you throughout the whole day, send you updates and pictures of him and Ned in their marching uniforms. You definitely saved the mirror selfie peter took, a bright smile peeking out behind his phone.

Sunday rolled around and you went to take a walk, seeing as though you had done all your homework and had no missing work.

“long time no see” you heard a muffled voice and you turned your head, a wide smile playing upon your lips as you waved at the hero.

“hey spidey” you spoke, looking at him as he walked up next to you. “how have you been? any crazy things happen?” You asked, kicking a rock infront of you and trying to keep it going in a straight line.

“Not really, i missed your company actually, I’ve been spending my nights just chilling on rooftops” he spoke, kicking the rick back into your path when it went sideways.

“aw a super hero missing little old me?” You smiled, wiping an imaginary tear from your face and laughing. You could tell the hero was smiling.

“so anyway, when are you gonna tell me how old you are?” You bluntly asked after a moment of silence. The eyes on the suit went wide and you quircked an eyebrow.

“what? not even who i am?” He asked, looking at your face for any hints as to what you were up to.

“well i mean i wanna know if i should refer to you as a boy or man in my head!” you huffed, arms crossing over your chest and stopping in your tracks.

“I don’t know y/n” he spoke hesitant to reply. You uncrossed your arms and put them into your sweaters pockets.

“you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want you, i just wanna know even one thing about you” you shrugged and continued walking.

if only you knew how much you already know peter thought in his head.

“16” he spoke out and you turned around quickly. A smile on your face, but that quickly turned to shock and then concern.

“16?!” You squealed and quickly ran up to him, poking his side as if to make sure you weren’t making this up.

“yeah i know don’t make fun of me” he spoke, you snorted lightly.

“you’re my age and you can probably pick up a car like it’s nothing! I am never making fun of you spider boy” you smiled and took a seat on a bench looking over a small pond. Peter sat close to you, hearing the way your heart rate was a little faster than usual.

“so how did that talk with the boy go?” He asked, clearing his throat, heart rate sky rocketing as he awaited your response. Karen took note of the spike in heart beats and informed peter to calm down. He only ignored the AI, wanting to just hear what you had to say about him.

“it wasn’t so bad, we didn’t really talk, he mentioned it once but never brought it up again” you spoke, watching two ducks swim together.

“did you ever find something out about him and his girlfriend?” He asked, nervous about the fact that you might not know peter had been flirting with you and that he was single.

“oh yeah, i figured everything out but i let him think i don’t know anything, it makes him work harder” you smirked at the boy and he laughed, partly out of relief and partly out of the fact that you really did make peter work hard to flirt with you.

“well I’m very sure that he’d work hard for someone like you regardless” you smiled at him and you got up, stretching and letting him know you were gonna head home.

“text me when you’re home” he spoke and you looked at him confused. “sorry it’s a reflex, but get home safe please” he spoke before swinging off to some other lady of the city do do more hero things.

You smiled at the fact that it’s his reflex to ask people to text them when they’re home, it warned your heart a little. A blush spreading across your cheeks when you thought of how close the two of you were on the bench.

The next day at school you wrote an essay in class, leaving no time for you to flirt with peter andyet somehow he snuck a piece of paper into your backpack.

As you headed to lunch and sat across Esmeralda she had a bright smile on her face looking straight at you.

“y/n! You’ll never guess what!” She smiled, and you raised your eyebrows, looking at her silently as she leaned in closer to you.

“so i was talking to Ned yesterday and he was saying that peter and MJ broke up” you nodded, along and signaled for her to go on, already knowing this information but not wanting to sink her boat.

“and he said that it’s because he likes another girl!” You chocked on your pasta and quickly drank some water.

“do you know who? who he likes?” You asked, your heart rate increasing as she smiled at you.

“Ned thinks that he likes me!” She smiled, her hands flying over her chest and she let out a small noise in glee.

Your heart fell and you were sure that you looked like you saw a ghost. Peter likes Esmeralda?

What about all those times you two giggled at the back of the clas sin chemistry and helped each other with the homework? What about him sacrificing sleep to talk to you? Had he done all that with her too? Were you always the second choice?

“y/n you okay? you look like you’re gonna throw up” Esmeralda smirked and you shook your head, excusing yourself and saying the pasta was bad.

You pushed open the cafeteria door and rushed to the restroom, pushing in one of the stalls and standing over the toilet, your heart rate slowed down and you felt yourself calming down.

Meanwhile Esmeralda smiled to herself in the cafeteria. Ned has only said that peter liked someone else, not once did he specify that it was her, actually he told her that peter didn’t like her. If she could get you to not like peter at least then you wouldn’t have him.

You walked back to the cafeteria, talking to Esmeralda about something you didn’t even know about. You kinda just went on autopilot, not wanting to think about the fact that the girl who wanted to play match maker took the one you wanted to match with.

You walked into chem dreading seeing Peter. He smiled at you and you looked down at the ground, you knew the moment you smiled back at him you would forget the fact that you were his second option.

“did you see my note? did you get it? francium and for real, because it fr” he giggled softly and you nodded, not looking at him as you passed your homework to the front.

Peter noticed the change in your personality, more closed off and not even sparing a glance at him, what had he done wrong?

“what’s wrong? are you mad at me?” Peter asked innocently, he heard the way your heart rate sped up as he asked you.

“listen Parker you can stop acting like you think I’m special, i know I’m just a second choice so you can cut the shit, i don’t even know what we were to begin with but whatever it was it’s done” you snapped at him, face red and jaw clenched, you got out of your desk and walked to the front of the room, grabbing the instructions and heading to the lab table with sami.

Sami gave peter a death glare and turned back to you, comforting you and soon starting on the lab. It was easy to tell there was tension in the room seeing as though everyone was pretty close in that class and kept glancing at you and peter.

You and sami headed to orchestra, peter and Ned hot on your heels as you all walked the same way, this time you weren’t all talking and peter wasn’t making fun of you for being in orchestra.

Orchestra passed quickly, your concert next week and you were scared about playing your solo. You remembered how peter was counting the days to the concert, promising he wouldn’t miss it for the world and he’d be the first to cheer for you during your solo.

You shook your head, sadness and anger rising in your chest as you headed home, taking a ride from sami’s mom to get to your apartment, praying that your mom didn’t make food so that you all could go eat some fast food.

You called out to your parents announcing your arrival, tossing the keys in the bowl your dad had bought and walking into the small living room. Your mom and dad smiled at you and you threw yourself on the couch.

“i didn’t cook today what do you wanna get?” Your mom asked and you smiled immediately blurting out “Thai” as a grin spread across your face. You dad laughed at your eagerness and you blushed.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you quickly took it out, seeing a text from peter.

I don’t like Esmeralda, i don’t want she told you but it’s not true please trust me.

Peter sat in his room, partially not wanting to go patrol today, he just wanted to fix things with you. He was too scared to admit his feelings. That would make it so real. And then he’d have to tell you he was Spider-Man and oh my god you would think he was weird for always looking out for you, like a stalker. What if some villain rolled up and found out his identity and tried to go for you! He couldn’t do it.

His phone buzzed in his hands and he saw your message.

Sure

This was gonna be a long night huh.

You have to trust me! I don’t even talk to her as much as i talk to you

I mean not that i talk to you both

I don’t

I mean i do but you know

you’re my best friend you should understand

You felt your heart fall even more at his last message, peter felt his heart implode when he read your response.

Yeah i am your best friend, so go date her, I’m your best friend so I’ll support you, I’m sure she’d love you.

I didn’t mean it like that y/n and you know that

do i know that? tell me Parker, how would i know what you meant?

Peter was at a loss for words. He i mean yeah he had been flirting with you but it was never any serious sign of affection, it was just jokes and laughing and talking.

you know what i mean :/

You opened his message and locked your phone, finishing your food and excusing yourself from the table, going to your room and changing into a baggy t shirt and some short shorts.

it was only 10:37 and you weren’t sleepy, you tossed and turned but one thing kept you awake. Peter.

Meanwhile Spider-Man was swinging around queens trying to find some yellow roses, to ask for forgiveness. He knew texting you would be useless so he called you.

Your phone rang and you jumped at the sudden noise, debating wether or not to pick up when you saw it was peter.

“what” you spoke, trying to sound mad but you were already smiling at the fact that he really wanted to talk to you.

“where do you live, don’t ask questions now, just-“ he sighed and spoke up again, “please tell me.” Peter was walking towards your house, he knew where you lived due to previous encounters with Spider-Man but you didn’t know that, so he had to ask for your address or else that would just look creepy.

You stayed quiet for a bit before telling him, he let out a breathy “thank you” before hanging up. You felt your hands grow cold and your heart was racing.

Peter swung into a dark alley next to your apartment building and changed from his suit to some regular clothes, taking out the yellow roses and mentally preparing himself.

Your parents were already sleeping so you quietly left your room and opened the front door slowly, making sure it didn’t squeak.

You stood there with your arms crossed for a minute before you saw peter come out of the elevator and walk your way. Your heart speeding up even more as you saw the yellow roses in his hand.

He smiled at you softly and you gave him a small wave, “hey man” you spoke and he smiled widely at your words.

“hi” he breathed out, checking you out not so subtly and his breath getting caught in his throat at the sight of you in such short shorts. “i got you these flowers” his voice cracked a bit and you stifled a laugh, taking them from his extended arm and saying a small thank you. “They’re yellow, for forgiveness, because I’m sorry” he rambled, cuddling with his fingers and looking up at you after he finished speaking.

You felt your heart rate pick up and your face heat up, your insides were almost shaking at how excited you were or maybe because of how cold the hallway was in your pjs. “Peter-” you began but he cut you off.

“no y/n listen i know it’s not fair of me to kinda lead you on and i don’t want to. You’re my best friend and i want you to trust me” peter looked at you, your eyes briefly meeting his before he looked down at the ground and then back up at you.

“i don’t like Esmeralda, really i don’t, i don’t know what she told you or what you think is going on between me and her but really there’s nothing” he spoke, his mind screaming at him to tell you he liked you. He could hear Tony’s voice yelling at him for being such a wuss and not confessing already.

You felt your stomach fall just a bit but it was expected. You gave him a small smile and nodded at him. “I believe you Parker” you spoke, youvoice shaking a bit and the hair on your arms standing from how cold you were.

“okay great” he smiled, quickly noting how cold you were, he quickly took off his jacket and placed it on your shoulders, you barely even had time to react by the time peter had finished placing the jacket on you.

“you already rejected my gloves at the game I’m not letting you stay cold again” he smiled and you blushed.

“such a gentleman parker” you looked down at the roses and back up at peter.

“only for you parks” he smiled and you blushed, giggling softly at his comment, peter wanted to take millions of pictures of you in this moment.

Your hair was messy and loose, you were wearing short short and oh my god if he doesn’t stop looking at you he’s gonna have to run. Your shirt made you look so cozy and you were wearing his jacket and holding flowers almost as beautiful as you.

Maybe he wanted to just risk it and ask you out now. Maybe he should. Actually, he will.

“y/n look what i meant-” he began, heart pounding before it was interrupted by his phone, he quickly pressed decline without checking who it was.

“what i wanted to tell you” he began once more before getting another call, he sighed and checked the phone, Tony. His eyes widened, he quickly spoke a quick sorry and moved a bit away from you.

“hello?” Peter asked, worried something big had happened.

“hey Pete i just wanna know what’s so important that you’re missing training? You realize you have a mission this weekend right?” Tony was obviously upset, and peter was shocked, he totally forgot he had training.

“mr.stark I’m so sorry something came up with decathlon and i just completely forgot i promise I’ll get there right after school tomorrow!” He spoke quickly, apologizing a million times before tony let him off the hook and told him to be safe.

“Sorry it was for my internship” Peter spoke timidly, looking at you with a small smile.

“it’s okay it’s pretty late so i should probably get back inside and sleep” you spoke, looking at him as he stared at you almost in awe. “you definitely should go to sleep you have band in the morning you nerd” you smiled and he blushed, stuttering and just nodding his head.

“I mean if it meant being with you i wouldn’t sleep” he spoke, blushing even deeper when he realized what he said.

“I’m not sure you mean that parker” you replied, taunting him slightly, your voice just above a whisper.

“i can prove it to you if you want parks” he replied, voice just as soft as yours. Both of you were very close now, not even a foot in between you guys.

“maybe you should” you whispered, looking at him and searching his eyes for something, anything to show that he really liked you.

Just as you were leaning in the door down the hall slammed shut and you both jumped apart, coughing a little to hide your embarrassment.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Peter spoke after a moment of quiet. You nodded quickly and began to take his jacket off.

“You can give it to me later, i don’t want you to be cold” he winked before turning around to go to the elevator.

“text me when you’re home!” He called after he had taken a few steps. You furrowed your eyebrows and he gave you a bright smile.

“you text me when you’re home too” you spoke before heading back inside to your apartment quietly, quickly putting the roses in some water and sneaking back into your room.

that’s when it hit you.

text me when you’re home.

Spider-Man said the same thing, almost the same tone. No, surely peter couldn’t be him? Spider-Man knew where you loved peter didn’t. Maybe peter asked so he could cover up the fact that he knew?

Your thoughts were working over time when you got a text a few minutes later.

I’m home :)

Peter visited you tonight, Spider-Man didn’t. He usually even checks in every not and then, you usually give him some grapes or a snack.

You wanted to ask him but decided to just wait it out, gather more evidence and then present it when you were sure.

good now go to sleep :~) sweet dreams <3

Peter smiled at your text and quickly replied with a ‘sweet dreams’ locking his phone and setting it aside.

Things will work out. Everything will come in time. Both good and bad things.

part 5

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I’m Nick, By the Way

a/n- The following takes place within The Perks universe. It’s Nick’s thought process leading up to his crash with Judy in the park.

Happy belated (very belated) Valentine’s Day, everyone. More Perks to follow! ……………….. “Hi!” The young todd had a hopeful smile on his muzzle as he swallowed his nerves and continued speaking what he had rehearsed. “I’ve seen you around, well, you know……Running around…. and you, umm…..Look pretty fast!”

His ears splayed as the meaning of his words hit him.

“I mean, uh! Not that you you look……slutty…or anything…….”

His grin started to fade as he watched the grey rabbit doe jog in place at a crosswalk. Her ear buds kept her from hearing his poorly executed speech, which was just as well. It obviously need some work. As the ‘walk’ sign illuminated, the doe started to run again at her usual quick pace. The todd watched her vanish wistfully and gave a small sigh.

“I’m Nick, by the way,” he whispered, kicking himself for missing another opportunity. …………………..

“So, I see you like the Otterton’s flower shop!” Nick said brightly. “I love the Ottertons! Katie Otterton makes the BEST candied crickets, they’re really addicting!”

He watched as the bunny, today dressed in jeans and a plaid button down, left the flower shop. A purple tulip was slowly dissected, each petal placed on the enticing, little pink tongue before it was consumed. The small smile she gave as it was chewed made the fox’s heart skip a beat, a small sigh being released as she turned and started walking away from her unknown admirer.

“I mean, I don’t know if bunnies eat crickets…..but their flowers are the best in Zootopia! Speaking of the best, have you ever been on the gondolas? They give you the BEST view of the city. It’s definitely one of my favorite parts about living here…..”

He trailed off again as she vanished into the crowd.

“I’m Nick, by the way………..”

“Ten bucks says he never talks to her,” whispered a wolf to a fennec fox seated on the hood of a van.

The fennec grinned and held out his paw to shake on it. Both watched their friend’s ears and tail drop as he turned away and walked back to them. Pawpsicles in paw, bought off a street vendor not far from the Otterton’s shop, the red todd smiled awkwardly at his friends.

“Long line,” he lied as he passed the pawpsicles to the waiting fox and wolf.

The fennec thoughtfully sucked on his, eyeing his blushing friend.

“Hey, Dave?” The grey wolf perked his ears towards him. “Wasn’t that bunny hot?”

“Really hot, Finnick,” Dave agreed. Nick turned his attention to his treat and tried to block out their conversation. “I bet she’s single, too. Maybe you should asked her out.”

Finnick nodded thoughtfully as his bit off a piece of his pawpsicle. Both noticed the red fox tense at Dave’s words.

“Maybe I should,” he responded. “I bet she would be down for anything. You know how bunnies are.” Finnick grinned and wagged his eyebrows at the wolf.

Before he could stop himself, Nick’s ears splayed and he growled lowly at Finn, baring his teeth as he did. Finnick and Dave raised their eyebrows, unimpressed at the display. The taller todd straightened, a look of mortification washing over his face. Melting into a smirk, Finnick hopped down from the van, his pawpsicle stick clamped between his teeth as he scooped his backpack from the side walk.

“Or you could stop being a chicken and actually talk to her,” he said, the stick tossed into a recycle bin nearby. “Let’s get out of here. There’s a billboard down the street for that new club in Tundratown. It’s begging to be re-designed.”

A small paw shook the backpack, the jingling of metal cans heard from inside it. The trio started to make their way down the street. Nick paused and looked back to where the bunny had vanished to.

Someday, he thought, you’re going to notice me. Someday. ………………………..

The bunny wore black running leggings and a hot pink tank top this time. She was running a different route then what she normally took, this one causing her to run in front of the courthouse, where a certain todd was skateboarding with his friends.

Trying to grind down the stairway railing before security came after them, Nick threw his fists up in triumph as he landed in one piece at the bottom. He didn’t fall, didn’t wobble, his balance was perfect, and his ankles weren’t over taxed. Happy to be in one piece, he pumped away from the building, knowing the others would follow.

But the familiar tail twitching in front of him threw him off. If it hadn’t had been there, he would have noticed the uneven sidewalk. And he would have taken precautions to not go flying off his board, and avoid rolling his ankle in the process. The earbuds she wore drowned out the sharp cry of pain he let out as he landed on the hard cement.

His skateboard rolling towards the street, pain filled green eyes narrowed after the cute little tail as the bunny attached to it continued her jog. A paw going to his hurt ankle, Nick imagined for a moment that she happened to glance at him.

The concern those beautiful purple eyes would hold made his heart skip a beat. Maybe her mouth would form a perfect little ‘o’ shape as her brow furrowed. It’s entirely possible she would lean in, her own small paws reaching out to his injury.

“Are you alright?” She would ask.

And he would simply smirk and stand up, brushing his khakis off before winking at her. That would make her blush.

“Nothing treating you to ice cream wouldn’t help,” he would say.

She would giggle, of course, and accept. Perhaps take his paw in hers as she gazed up adoringly at the strong todd accompanying her. He would get her name and some interesting trivia about her. He would then smile down at her before saying….

“I’m Nick, by the way……”

Nick found himself yanked up by the scruff of his neck, his board shoved into his paws.

“C’mon, grace,” said Dave as he smirked down at the smaller predator. “Shake it off. I really need a Bugga Burger.”

The red todd looked up at his friend before casting a glance back at the disappearing bunny. He nodded and followed after them, limping slightly from his fall. …………….

Half pure coincidence, half sly, stalker fox, Nick found himself yards away from the pretty grey bunny nearly every weekend he was out. He didn’t know her name, didn’t know what school she went to, or what part of the city she was from. But he did know he wanted to know.

He never felt much of anything for the females who went to his school. The vixens whom he had classes with and talked to in the halls were pretty, but they grated on his nerves after a while. The prey he went to school with were terrified of him, or ignored him completely, while the predators tried a little to hard to flirt. Or ignored him completely.

It was a paper he had to finish for history class that gave him his first glimpse of her. Standing in front of the Savanna Public Library, with a list of books he needed to check out, he looked up to see her paused just outside it’s doors. Her slight, trim figure got his attention, with those strong legs and nice hips, but her eyes peaked his curiosity.

Purple eyes that gave a quick glance to her surroundings before they fell to her phone. The cord to her ear buds draped around her neck, dressed in blue running shorts and a yellow tank top, she was scrolling through her phone as she made her way down the steps. An older swift fox, his paws filled with books and folders, found his path blocked by the bunny.

Nick had seen this scene several times around the city. Most of the time, it was a just a simple glance and nod of acknowledgment, no smile or words exchanged. Were the predator a fox, weasel, coyote, or ferret, an insult or barb would be normally be thrown out. As pretty as he thought the bunny was, Nick had scowled at her, expecting her reaction to no different.

Instead, she glanced up at the rumpled fox in surprise, gifting him with a kind smile as she stepped out of his way. She even followed him up to open the door, least he drop his things trying to do so. Nick felt his eyes widen as she bounced back down the steps, earbuds in place, and jogged away.

There was a whirl wind of things he was feeling after that moment. Confusion was the biggest, leading him to trying to flirt with Franchesca Bush, a ruby red vixen in his math class. Just to prove he wasn’t attracted to a bunny. He felt he could get over her shrill voice and maybe ignore how gossipy she was, until her tail brushed over his feet. That caused him to jump back in surprise and glare at her.

Other attempts to talk with females, both vixen and other preds, were met with the same results. An odd reaction, or lack thereof, especially considering each one was physically compared to a total stranger. One he was unlikely to ever see again.

That weekend had him sitting with Dave and Finnick in Savanna Central Park, boards strewn next to them in the grass as they tried figured out what to do. Then she came running past.

Eyes focused on the path in front of her, strong legs carried her small form across the park, away from the todd who tensed at the sight of her. He would bet anything she smelled as lovely as she looked. Even in unattractive, black sweatpants and white baggy shirt.

That night, Nick started to practice his speech. It always started in the bathroom before he showered in the evening, the sound of the water running drowning out his voice. He didn’t need his mother and older brother to hear him and start their teasing.

“So, do your feet get tired from you running around my mind all day?…….

“That’s lame,” he muttered to his reflection. “How about…….

“I got the latest issue of Hereafter! Have you ever read it? It’s awesome!

“But, what if she doesn’t like comics,” he asked himself, dunking his head under the shower head. “I could try……

“I aways wanted to know what an angel looked like,” the towel he was using to dry the fur on his head was pulled off, his most charming grin aimed back at his reflection revealed. He gave himself a quick look over, eyes half lidded, picturing her in front of him. “It was worth the wait.” Followed by a wink.

“Ugg, no!” He pulled pajama pants on, tightening the drawstring as he thought. “There’s always………

“Did you know the Natural History Museum does a star night? Once a month, they bring a projector in and highlight the constellations. Maybe you would want to go with me sometime?

“I’m Nick, by the way…….” he sighed out as he fell back onto his pillow.

With a smile he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, his dreams filled with skateboarding trophies and an adoring bunny girlfriend with purple eyes. ……………..

“That’s it?” Nick looked at the tall railing in disbelief, before looking back at Finnick and Dave. “Grind this and then move on?”

Dave to a worn bar of wax and ran it down the beaten metal pole. Perfect hight for medium mammals, straight, even, no large gashes for their boards to get caught in. The wolf grinned and turned back to the two foxes.

“Yup!” He looked down at Finnick, who would definitely have the most problems grinding it. Maybe he could try for a lower rung. “You got this, short stack?”

He walked towards the fennec, who rolled his eyes and slammed his board into his stomach as he passed by. The wolf groaned and laughed as the smaller fox tossed it down and hopped on. A few pumps to gain speed and he ollied, gaining impressive hight.

The front truck made contact with lowest rung, giving him a short, but complete grind. Not enough to satisfy the small fox, but both his friends whooped in encouragement. Dave set himself up next. He managed to hit the top of the rail, drawing out a low whistle from Nick and Finn.

“Not bad, pup,” smirked the red fox as he backed up and stretched out his back. “But, and I don’t know if you know this, red foxes are the epitome of grace and fluid motion. Poems have been written to describe the beauty of which we-“

“Just fucking go!” His friends shouted, causing the young todd to smirk and shrug.

“Just prepare yourselves for the most awesome moves you have ever seen in your life..” he narrowed his gave at the rail, giving himself a running start, before throwing his board down and hopping on.

As he approached, Nick prepared himself for the ollie. And knew right away, he wasn’t ready for it. It was timed poorly, his feet feeling insecure in their placement, and he knew the truck wasn’t going to fall where it needed to. All he could do is focus on falling properly, to minimize the damage to himself. A plan that would have worked………

………had he not noticed her right in front of him. The sudden shock at see his crush in such close proximity threw his balance off even more, the truck sliding against the rail, the wheel catching on it and sending the todd flying towards the unsuspecting bunny.

“LOOK OUT!” He managed to shout before he collided with her, his board flying in the opposite direction.

In a jumble of arms and legs, pain filled yelps, and a spinning world of grass and sky, Nick landed hard on his hands and knees. What was left of his breath left him when something made firm contact with his lower abdomen. Dropping his head into the grass, he gave a hiss of pain before inhaling deeply.

Even if he never got another good look at her, he would remember exactly how she smelled for the rest of his life. He had expected some artificial, floral smell, maybe from her shampoo or body spray. Instead, she smelled like…….

Sunshine, right after a rainstorm. Like cool spring air, fresh with blossoming honeysuckle and daisies. It was sweetness and enthusiasm, it was laughter and mischief. It was a scent that would make any healthy, adolescent male weak in the knees and eager to do anything for another chance to near her again.

As he pulled back from the grass to look down at her, only one thought fluttered through his mind.

Don’t say anything stupid to piss her off, Wilde…… …………………………

a/n- And yes, the Hereafter mentioned in this story is a shout out to my dear friend, ScaraMedn. Hereafter is amazing and if you haven’t read it, please do so! Though, I’m fairly certain all of you are amazing, so don’t take my word for it :)