#now i know their voices from a mile away dude 😭😭😭

[krisgoatpher]

im so hype idec what he looks like its just exciting to put a face to someone who's brought us so much comfort for so long likeee

[reminiscences2]

𐙚 -DRAFT #2

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pairing: e-1610!miles morales x fem!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive

summary: miles surprises you when you retreat to your locker at the end of your classes, seeming affectionate and playful.

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a/n: this is jus a draft/experiment i'm not a professional i'm just tired of seeing no e-1610! miles fics 😭 AND for the people who remember, yes I'm currently doing the short stories for the arachnikids <3

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i quickly sped by the corridor filled with buzzing students. most classes were ending by now, and people were rushing to get to their dorms or wherever they were headed. i landed at my locker to slam my books inside, taking a few breaths after the day i’d just had.

as i put my books away, i didn’t get enough time to realize somebody was sneaking behind me. in a quick moment, somebody’s familiar lanky figure was wrapping their arms around my waist.

“ahh!!” i exclaimed, almost jumping from miles’ surprise. “sh-shit, miles. you know i’m jumpy at the end of the day, i’m gonna get you back for that,” i chuckle, turning my body in his embrace to bombard him with kisses.

"i know, that's exactly why i did it,” i heard him mutter with a laugh. he tightened his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. he seemed to almost drown in my kisses, forgetting we were in public. we were always so affectionate even in school when we could barely be alone due to constant supervision. we always had to be careful and sneak away in the bathroom or an abandoned classroom to have any alone time. “good luck with getting me back for that,” he teased, snickering.

“yeah, you’ll see, dumbass,” i rolled my eyes, bursting with laughter.

“damn, so i’m the dumbass now?” miles remarked, sporting that familiar grin with a raised eyebrow.

i playfully shoved him off of me just to throw him off, and adjusted my backpack to get ready to rush to the dorms.

there was a definite glint in his eyes that let me know he was amused, with the way his eyes scanned me up and down. “hold up, where you goin’, ma?” he chuckled, smirking as he held my waist softly to keep me from running away.

“where else would i be going?” i reply sarcastically, turning my head to raise an eyebrow at him. it took almost everything in me not to smile at the cheeky look on his face. "okay, but can i come with?" he asked shyly, sporting an awkward smile. "miles.." I said sternly, turning to cross my arms. "the last time i let you stay over at my dorm for the afternoon, you stayed for the night, and then you were the same one complaining to me that you almost got caught in the morning leaving the girls' dormitories!" i lecture him, rolling my eyes and laughing. "i know, i know, mami." he chuckles, wrapping his arms around my waist again, trying to soften me. "but i won't complain this time, i promise. i'll be careful." he whispered softly, trying to restrain from begging me since we were obviously crowded by students. he had that same look in his eyes when he wanted something, ugh. "you promise, miles?" i ask again, tugging on his tie to pull him closer. "i promise." he nodded quickly, smiling. ugh, that smile. "get a room, miles !" i heard a familiar voice pass by that could only belong to ganke as he shoved us. "suck my dick, ganke." miles muttered under his breath, chuckling. he probably thought i didn't hear but i did. "c'mon, let's go, ma." he tugged on my arm, hurrying over to the staircases before they got too crowded.

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a/n: YES ik its short but dude i don't know if these can be considered good yet anyway tell me if i should do more ♡

[milesandcorysupermacy]

"I know someone who can"

(Part 5)

1610!Miles x Jaleel (ooh shiiit)

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Cursing, Use of N-word, Tumblr took away the yellow writing so now Jaleel is just the same as reader 😭, google translated Spanish, That's it I think lemme know if I missed sum 🤷🏾‍♀️

Songs that it's based on: 'NEW MAGIC WAND' By Tyler, The Creator

Summary: You left your jacket at your ex-boyfriend's apartment, and after a conversation that let him know he needed to, Miles grabs it for you. But just how smoothly can it go when your ex is still trying to reconcile with you?

Prev: Miles walks away from the you, smirking slightly from the exciting news he received. But, there was still something plaguing his mind. He couldn't have his girl's jacket at another man's house! You wanted the jacket back, and with God as his witness, he was gonna get you everything you wanted.

''I guess I'm paying Jaleel a visit"

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Miles finally arrived at his dorm after walking you to yours. As he walked in he saw Ganke, sitting on his bunk bed. He was eating a bag of Ruffles with airpods in, some show captivating his attention. He finally turned his head as he saw Miles sit in the gaming chair, sighing. Ganke took notice of Miles' sour attitude and decided to question it.

"What's got you in a mood? And please, for the love of god, don't say 'I miss her'. I don't think I can hear that again."

He said rolling his eyes as he puts his airpods away, giving his friend all his attention. Miles slightly smiles from the mention of you and goes back to a slight frown.

"No, it's not that."

"Then, what's up? Dude, don't make me beat it out of you. Even though I doubt I'd win, you'd probably Venom Strike the hell outta me."

Ganke jokes, trying to lighten the mood. Miles slightly smirks before replying.

"It's about Y/n, BUT not what you think."

"Ok, go on..."

"So, basically when she broke up with Jaleel, she left her jacket over there. And now that we're dating, I dunno how to feel about it. I mean, I don't wanna be possessive or nun', but the girl did say she wanted it back, and being the great boyfriend I am, I mean I should go get it for her, right? The only issue is her dumb ex, I don't wanna talk to that guy! And you know how much I hate confrontation, let alone starting it! I just...what do you think I should do?"

Ganke was staring at Miles, wide-eyed from how long Miles had been ranting. ‘Miles must really like her’ he thought.

"Well, the only thing I can tell you is to talk to Jaleel. I know he's not the most ideal person to converse with. Believe me, I've had a project with him. But still, you gotta go get what Y/n wants, right? I mean I think it's a gentlemanly gesture."

He says, waiting for a response from Miles. Miles looks at him, taking a deep breath. He then walks over to Ganke and daps him up.

"Thanks, man. I'll see you in a bit."

Ganke smiled and pat Miles on the back as he watched him grab his belongings and jacket.

"No problem! Do you think you could repay me by letting me borrow your Jordans? I mean, I can't help that we're the same size."

Ganke shrugs. Miles just rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut. He put his headphones on and let the soft lull of James Blake's voice on the song 'Hummingbird' (can you tell i just rewatched the movie?) calm his nerves.

After a good 10 mins of him walking, he made it to Jaleel's apartment complex. Miles takes a deep breath as he walked in. He was greeted by a front desk employee and a security guard.

“Hello! Who are you here to see?”

The employee asks.

“Jaleel Barker. What apartment is he in?”

The security guard asks for a form of identification and Miles shows his student ID. They then tell him Jaleel’s apartment number and Miles walks up to the apartment. Once he gets to Jaleel’s door he takes a deep breath.

“It’s fine. You can do this, Man. It’s a leap of faith… “

Miles thinks to himself before he finally knocks on the door. Within a matter of seconds Jaleel opens the door. This stuns Miles for a bit since he expected a parent of some sort to be at the door, but this was it. He had to jump right into the confrontation.

“What are you doing at my door, Morales?”

Jaleel asks, clearly annoyed by the boy’s presence. Miles rolls his eyes before looking down at Jaleel. (He’s 2 inches shorter than Miles, you’re welcome ☺️)

“I’m here because my girlfriend left her jacket here and I wanna get it for her.”

Miles says before shoving past Jaleel and inspecting the apartment for the sight of a blue jacket.

“Bro, what do you think you’re doing? You can’t just run up in my house like that. You better watch yourself, I’ll send you back to ol’ girl looking like you don’t know how to fight.”

Jaleel said before grabbing Miles by the collar of his jacket. Miles almost wants to burst out laughing. Does this microscopic, idiot of a man actually think he can beat Spider-Man in a fight? Miles started to challenge him, feeling his hands fill with electricity due to the rage he felt. But, he wasn’t Spider-Man right now, and Jaleel wasn’t a super-villain. He didn’t want to do anything to seriously injure a civilian, and more importantly he didn’t wanna hurt you. So he composed himself, feeling the venomous electricity trickle out of his body, before saying…

“Look, man. That’s not what I came here for. But, as much as I’d like to beat the shit out of you, I don’t wanna hurt Y/n.”

Jaleel releases the grasp he has on Miles’ collar when he says he doesn’t want to hurt you. Jaleel wonders why you would care about Miles beating you up and lets his curiosity (stupidity) get the best of him.

“You think she still cares if something bad happens to me?”

Jaleel asks with a glint of hope in his eyes. Miles sees this and shuts it down immediately.

“No, I think she cares about me coming home in handcuffs.”

Miles scoffs before walking to the center of the apartment and grabbing your jacket off the coat rack. Jaleel eyes him carefully, still suspicious of Miles’ intentions. Once he sees Miles holding your jacket he feels a pang in his heart. Jaleel knows he could’ve been better to you. He doesn’t know why he wasn’t better to you! You treated him with nothing but kindness and respect and he treated you like some trophy to show off. Something that he deceptively showed off in public, but brushed off like it was nothing behind closed doors.

“Yo, Miles.”

Jaleel exclaimed to Miles before he walked out of the apartment.

“What?”

“Do you think I have another chance with her?”

Miles clutched the jacket harder as he turned around and faced Jaleel. His eyebrows furrowed and his lips turned up in disgust.

“How dare you ask me something like tha-“

“I can’t just watch her walk away.”

Miles’ face goes blank as he stares at Jaleel. He feels like he’s being punked right now. Jaleel’s face was filled with pain and distraught. His voice was so gentle, yet so hurt. Miles was taken aback by the sudden confession. He could’ve never imagined someone he dislikes so much to be so vulnerable right in front of him. Miles sighs, throwing the jacket over his shoulder. Deciding to give into the vulnerability.

“You want the truth?”

Jaleel looks up at Miles, nodding.

“No, you don’t have another chance. Once you hurt a girl like her that badly, after repeated chances, you can’t bounce back. She was willing to put the time and effort in for you. I saw it, and it pained me every time I saw her crying because you pulled another dickhead move on her. You don’t deserve her…shit I might not even deserve her, but at least I treat her like I do.”

Jaleel stays silent for a bit, letting Miles’ harsh, but honest words sink in. He feels like punching something right now, maybe himself, maybe Miles. But he knows he can’t do that, it feels like someone gutted him. The emotion he feels right now is regret, maybe even agony. Somewhere in the midst of the relationship he had with you, he forgot to treat you like you had 100 of his time…his mind. But, now it’s too late and he knew what he had to do.

“Tell her I’m sorry, and I’ll stay out of y’all’s way. But not for you…for her.”

Miles sincerely nods.

“I appreciate that, man.”

He says before opening the door and walking off. That was quite the experience he just had. Something about that made him feel even closer to you somehow. He really realized in that moment he couldn’t let you go.

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Miles finally made it back to the school and walked over to your dorm. He knocked on the door and was graced with you opening it, pink bonnet on your head, and hello kitty pajamas on. He waved to your roommate K’Nyah before you closed the door of your dorm room, and stood in the hallway with Miles to give the two of you more privacy.

“Here you are, Princesa”

Miles said before bowing like a dork and handing you your jacket. You giggled at him before showing your gratitude.

“My jacket! Thank you, baby.”

Miles felt his face flush since he hadn’t heard you call him any sorts of nicknames yet. This whole relationship was new and Miles kind of forgot that the two of you had a bunch of firsts to go through with each other.

“Woah, ‘Baby’? That’s new.”

You grinned, poking his shoulder.

“Well, I just wanted to try it out! I think it suits you, but if you don’t like it-“

“It’s perfect.”

Just then Miles got a notification on his phone from Ganke telling him to ‘hop on roblox, the gc is gonna play dress 2 impress and we’re doing duos.’

“Alright, well I gotta go, mi preciosa. See you tomorrow?”

“You know it.”

You say before kissing Miles on his cheek. He continued walking to the other side of the Campus Dorms until he saw the male section. He walked into his shared dorm to be greeted by Ganke yelling at his tablet.

“Whatever, my outfit ate yall up! Plus my body is tea!”

Ganke said in a faux feminine tone before Miles decided to join in on the antics.

“Clock it.”

Miles said in a faux feminine voice as well, slightly shocking Ganke since he didn’t know that Miles opened the door. The two exchanged a giggle and Ganke told their friends to hold on for a sec as he greeted Miles.

“So, how’d it go?”

Miles gives a look of content and clarity on his face before answering.

“Better than I expected.”

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TAGLIST:

@we-loveebony

@ilovespiderverseee

@im-miss-simp

yall I had fun with this!!!! I think I’m back in my writer era 😼😼

[flamingo-writes]

Ch. 9: Out For Blood

Keep You On My Side, Chapter 9: Out for Blood

Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker x [Female] Reader

[Previous] [Next: 03.30]

A/N: Make a wish next time I post when I schedule it because I'm a dum dum 😭 It took me so long to write this, mostly because this is the longest chapter yet, and it's basically twice as long as the last two chapters. Anyways, like I said in last chapter, I'll try to slowly go back to my scheduled posting on Sundays...Hopefully, I'll be able to make it ToT Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter, it's a bunch of strong emotions all poured into one messy chapter with so much happening.

Summary: As you watch from a distance, you can't believe everything that's happening. Although, you wished things were gonna be different the next day, but only turned out to be a roller coaster that seemed to take unpredictable turns as the day went buy. Secrets confessed, memories you wish you could forget, truth you can't believe, and the realization finally hitting you.

Warnings: This chapter contains darker topics, mentions of psychotic behavior, manipulation, gaslighting, depression, mentions of suicide threads.

Word Count: 8.2K

“Stay here, don’t go down, don’t do anything. I’ll come back for you as soon as I’m done” He babbled as he turned around and jumped down as you watched him incredulous, your heart beating fast as you dropped your gym bag and approached the edge.

“Peter!” You cried out as you started getting worried.

You watched him swing back into the eye of the hurricane, as the guy with the dark cape swung towards him and Peter dodged him. You stood paralyzed as you watched, the penny dropping again. If Peter was…If Spiderman…While earlier you had no issue processing this information. But now…seeing him in this situation, made your heart sink in fear. Right, Spiderman did a lot more than stopping robbers and helping kittens off the trees, or even helping people who left their keys inside their cars. You remembered the few weird instances in which very weird characters attacked the city. The giant lizard, the electric guy, some giant rhino…and now, these two clowns in silly costumes who seemed to know how to put up a fight even with Spiderman’s enhanced senses.

You looked horrified as you watched Spiderman dodge some attacks, but receive most of them, either by managing to protect himself or completely take the hit. However, everything was happening too fast and too far away. You were a couple of buildings away, and with a very good reason. Spiderman taking you in particular there, while he simply told people to leave and where to go, spoke volumes about his priority to keep you safe. It made your heart ache.

Your eyes filled with tears as you felt your phone vibrating. You pulled it out of the back pocket of your jeans as you saw Miles’s name on the screen and picked up.

“Yeah?” You said in a shaky voice.

“Yo– are you alright? Where are you?” Miles asked, alarmed as he noticed the peculiar tone in your voice.

“I-I…” You chuckled bitterly. “Not sure how to…say…this…”

“Dude, what the hell? Should I call my dad? He’s a cop…” He added nervously.

“N-no. I-I’m…fine” You said, not lying, but you were mostly worried about Peter. “I’m…on top…of a building”

“Wha–?”

“I’m fine. I’m…there’s some sort of…issue…going on between Spiderman and two other guys…” You explained nervously as Miles easily picked up on your anxiety. “I was…walking by, when Pe–, I peeked over the street to see what was going on, and Spiderman saw me and…took me away from there..”

“He left you on top of some random building?” He asked exasperated.

“Ye-yeah" You sighed nervously. "I-I'm…safe. Don't worry…"

"Sis, you don't sound exactly relieved…" Miles chuckled bitterly.

"I'm worried about him …Spiderman…" You admitted.

"Are you two friends or something?"

"I mean, we've talked a few times…he's saved me several times…and he's walked me home to make sure I make it home safely…" You replied, not exactly lying to Miles.

"Do you… know who he is?" His question made your stomach drop as you knew you wouldn’t be able to lie to him.

"I…I think…" You said, not exactly lying.

"Yo, what? Really?" He asked incredulous.

"I'm not sure…okay? I haven't confirmed it” Truth “And even if I did…if it were me, and someone found out I'm MJ, I wouldn't want them to tell anyone, you know?" Also truth, and with that, Miles sighed deeply.

"Yeah, fair…Hey, he'll be alright, you'll be alright…" Miles said, mostly to relieve himself.

"Yeah, thanks…" You replied, sounding a lot more calm, and making Miles feel more calm as well.

"Should I call my dad? And tell them about the ruckus?"

"Ye-yeah…"

You gave Miles the address and hung up as you leaned over to the edge, looking for Spiderman, your heart beating fast and strong on your chest as it was hard to follow the bad guys and Peter. There was shooting, although they did not seem like regular guns and instead looked like something out of a Hollywood action movie. What was going on? You were so freaked out by everything you couldn't understand and what was happening.

For several seconds, Peter was out of your range of sight, as you kept hearing the ruckus, yelling, cursing. And you were standing too close to the edge, leaning over the balcony as you felt your heart on your throat.

A quick dash of orange and yellow ran from the alley they’d disappeared. You looked at it, noticing it was one of the guys who was fighting as well. You watched him climb up the building, running away as Peter was fighting the other guy with the metallic dark cape. You knew screaming would be useless, and would perhaps catch the attention of the guy running away and put you in danger.

However, as you looked at Peter struggling with the other guy, you completely missed the second man jumping from building to building, slowly making his way in you general direction. You heard a loud huff, catching your attention as you watched the guy running away jumping into the fire escape from the building you were secured in. You gasped and moved away from the edge as the man climbed up.

His peculiar suit, looking almost like a suit of armour had orange and yellow details, as well as some large gauntlets and boots. He jumped on the edge and stared at you for a full two seconds.

Your body froze in shock, suddenly feeling the blood drain your face and your stomach fell to the ground at the realisation that the bad guy had seen your face.

“Enjoying the view, darling?” He hissed with a chuckle as he continued running towards the next building.

You watched him leave speechless as you stood paralysed and thought about the implications. He’d seen you. God, he had seen you. You wondered how screwed you were. You could be just any person watching through the roof of their building, right? Unless they’d seen Spiderman take you there himself. The fact that he let everyone else run away but took you to the roof.

Another loud growl snapped you out of your thoughts as you ran back to the edge and saw a bunch of web hung between two buildings, and in the middle the bad guy was all wrapped in it, suspended in the middle of the web. Although Peter was nowhere to be seen. At least for a few seconds you heard him crashing against the fire escape as you looked down. He climbed the wall slowly, catching his breath until he finally made it to the top.

“Peter!” You said desperately as you approached him and hugged him as he groaned softly and then wrapped an arm around your back. “Are you alright?” You purred, breaking the hug and looked at him as you noticed he was holding his side with one of his arms.

“Received a pretty nasty blow on my ribs, but nothing that a good night's sleep won’t fix…” He replied with a cheerful, although tired voice.

You watched him with worry overflowing your eyes, almost like tears.

"Hey, can I ask what you are doing out here late at night? You could've gotten hurt!” He said in a low and somewhat severe voice “Or worse! You could have died”

You looked at him and realised how dangerous it was. You being there at the wrong place at the wrong time could have cost you your life just like he’d said. Your mind went blank, as Miles had also mentioned it was dangerous for you to leave so late, and the guilt sunk in your gut.

“I-I'm sorry…” You stuttered softly as you looked at him with wide terrified eyes. “ know it was dangerous and reckless of me to go out at this time…i…really needed a swim…”

“Whoa, whoa, babe, hold up, right there…” He said with a bitter chuckle. “You went out because you wanted to swim? At midnight?”

You realised how bad your wording sounded as you cursed under your breath.

“Please, I-I…it's the only way I can deal with him being back…” You said. “I'm still sorry, though. You got hit because of me…”

“Don't” He cut you off. “You had nothing to do with me getting hit. I was careless, that guy knows how to fight…C'mon, let's take you home” He said as he stood up and walked towards you.

“What about your ribs?” You asked worried.

“I’ve been through worse, don’t worry” He tried to sooth you as he walked closer to you. “I’m gonna wrap an arm around your waist, and I need you to cling to me like a baby monkey or koala or small cute mammal of your preference…” He said as you looked at him and nodded softly as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and you felt his arm snaking around your waist. “Please don’t scream, I’ve got sensitive senses…and when I’m swinging around people, they tend to yell and it’s pretty rough on my ear…”

You felt your heart skip a beat as he said “swing” so casually, as if it were the same as riding a bike or getting on the subway. You nodded.

“Ye-yeah…”

“If you’re scared of heights, you can close your eyes too” He added and your first reaction was to hide your face against his neck, as you felt him chuckle underneath the mask. “Ok, I’m gonna jump now, ready?”

“No, not really…” You whispered. “But go ahead…” You purred as his arm around you tightened and he jumped.

You felt the gravity pulling your stomach to the ground, and the wind hitting your body, as you felt the swinging of your gym bag on your shoulder and you cursed under your breath as you clung desperately to Peter, wrapping your legs around his waist in an attempt to feel more secure.

“Hey, you’re good. You’re doing good. Hang in there, your place is not far from here…” He chuckled. “You’re doing pretty good, most people yell, others cry, once I had a guy telling me he was getting nauseous and…it was not pretty” He joked trying to distract you from the pull and gravity with each of his swings.

You heard him grunting softly in pain every time he let go of his web before shooting a new one.

“This sucks!” You cried out as he laughed.

“I do this on a daily…” He said softly as you felt a sudden turn and your grip around him tightened. “Almost there” He purred as you kept cursing under your breath, hearing Peter’s amusement.

You felt him abruptly stop as you looked away from his neck and opened your eyes, noticing he was sticking to the wall next to the fire escape.

“We’re here…” He purred softly as he got on the small balcony and put you down.

Feeling weak, you stumbled and grabbed the ladder and dropped your gym bag looking through your window into your dark room.

“Thanks..” You whispered almost asking yourself how did he know the fire escape was right next to your window, but you remembered a few days ago he’d gone into your room after you saw Gal outside the Coffee Pot.

“Can I ask you something?” He purred as you turned around and looked at him, noticing the details in his mask.

"Yeah" You purred.

"What gave it away?" He purred softly, as you stared into his mask, wondering how clearly could he see with that over his eyes.

"Your corkboard," You replied softly "You have my note…" You chuckled as it took Peter a second to know what you were talking about "I can't believe you actually found my note" It was a simple thing, the only note he had was MJ’s.

"So, the MJ is Mark Jensen?" He replied. "Like the main character from your novel?"

"Mark Jensen is my self insert in my own novel…I feel braver writing under his name…" You admitted shyly, feeling weird as you'd never talked about the MJ thing with anyone who wasn't your roommates or Lauren.

"You are brave. Always have been…You don't have to sign under his name…" He said, his voice softening "But I get the whole hiding and staying anonymous part…"

"Thanks" You murmured as you scanned his mask, and leaned forward.

Peter read your movement and leaned forward as well, pressing his forehead to yours. His mind spinning erratically as his wild ideas and fantasies of you being MJ were true. You were MJ. He thought of the chances, the other two Spidermen having an MJ of their own, and although the multiverse theory explained his universe the existence of an MJ was random, and said MJ to eventually get involved with him was also random, he'd been feeling weirdly hopeful of having one of his own. Mostly because he craved that tender intimate human interaction. After he met you, well, his obsession over searching for MJ ceased, at least until he started noticing the pattern between the both of you. And this was because you seemed to correspond to his feelings. And if that was the case, then finding MJ was meaningless with you in the picture. Although, you being MJ made him think of his parallel version, and thinking how he too had an MJ.

"How long have you've known?" He asked, as he wondered if he should take his mask off now that you knew the truth.

"Since 5:27 pm…" You said as he frowned softly and recalled what he was doing at the time.

"We were in my apartment" He chuckled as he pulled away, and ran a finger over the edge of his mask.

"Yeah…I saw the note I left on the bridge after you asked me who I was…What about you?" You purred as you stared at his fingers lingering on the edge.

"Like…a minute or so ago…" He chuckled as he looked down "I had my very strong suspicions for a while…of you being MJ…but if you saw the note you saw the other stuff…" He groaned embarrassed.

“I did…” You chuckled softly as he sighed.

“Yeah…man, it's creepy, I'm sorry you had to see that…I swear I'm not that creepy” He chuckled awkwardly as you shook your head.

“That’s the spirit of a true journalist…” You added.

“I’m a photographer, not a journalist…” He chuckled.

You looked at him and extended your pinky finger towards him. Looking down at your hand, he chuckled softly.

"What?" He asked slightly confused.

"I'll keep yours if you keep mine" You purred softly as Peter looked up and you felt his gaze on yours through his mask.

"I thought that went without saying…" He purred softly as he stretched his hand and wrapped his pinky with yours.

The both of you stayed silent, as he stared into your hands and leaned forward. He bumped his forehead to yours as you felt his breath through his mask.

"Hey, I know you've had a hell of a day…but, if I asked you if I can kiss you…what would you say?" He purred, his heart in his throat as he thought how much he'd been dying to kiss you, but every time he saw his chance to do it, in some way or the other, you weren't in the right headspace.

"If I hadn't had a hell of a day, I'd say yes…" You purred. "But…I'm scared…Gal is back…I'm pretty sure he's stalking me, and it scares me…"

“Hey, I'll watch over you…I won't let him lay a finger on you” He murmured as you closed your eyes and sighed deeply.

“That's not it. It's about what he's already done…besides,” You stopped, feeling nervous just by thinking of Gal “I'm worried that he might try to scare you away…” You said.

“He can try all he wants, I’ve dealt with far crazier and scarier people than him…” He purred trying to lift you up, although he noticed your concerned look did not change. “Hey, I like you…I really do” At this, you smiled softly and looked at him.

“I like you too Peter…” You sighed “but Gal is not just some jealous ex…He is a psycho…and I don't mean that in a hyperbolic kinda way…” You murmured as Peter finally pulled up his mask and stared at you, his eyes reflecting his concern, one you could not see through his mask “I mean, the guy seriously has some serious issues in his head…”

“I'm sorry…” He purred.

“He did so many horrible things, and every time I tried to call him on his actions…he manipulated me, gaslighted me…into taking his side…” You stopped as you felt an odd lump on your throat and closed your eyes.

“Hey, it's alright…” He purred as he cupped your face in his hands “You don't have to tell me…”

“I know, but I want you to know who you're dealing with…” You murmured as you met his stare. “The amount of power he had over me was…gross…” Your eyes teared up as you sighed and closed your eyes, trying to keep your tears from falling “He turned me into someone I’m not…Every time I tried breaking up with him, he managed to make me feel guilty as if I was the one doing things wrong…And I let it happen constantly for three long years…”

When your tears finally fell from your cheeks, Peter pulled you in for a hug as you buried your face in his neck, clinging to him as you sighed deeply, trying to calm yourself down.

“I'm so, so, sorry…” He purred your name, his voice soothing your nerves as you shrugged.

“It's fine…” You sighed, still tangled in his embrace “I mean, it's already in the past…

“I'll watch over you, okay?” He said breaking the hug and cupping your face again, his sincere dark eyes looking into yours “Whatever that guy is capable of, I'll still be several steps ahead”

“Why? Because you're Spiderman?” You replied softly trying to pull a cheeky smirk.

“I bet he won't see it coming,” he joked. "Cmon, you've got to sleep” he purred bumping his forehead to yours again as you nodded.

“Yeah…” You purred as you pulled away and turned around, opening your window and throwing your gym bag inside your room and ready to get in when Peter’s voice pulled your gaze back to him.

“See you tomorrow?”

“You're going to the Coffee Pot tomorrow?” You asked.

“Have you seen the barista? Real charming real smart, always gets the coffee just right…” He said as his smile spread on his face “Do you think Andy is single?” He joked making you laugh, not expecting that punchline.

“No, I'm sorry, he's been officially  taken for about 3 weeks” You replied as Peter faked a frustrated groan.

“Ah, shoot. I'm late…” He chuckled. “Goodnight…" he purred your name sweetly as he pulled his mask over his face again.

“Goodnight, Spiderman” You purred as you got inside your room and watched him jumping off the fire escape and shooting a web at the building next to yours.

With both your secret identities out, as well as your feelings for each other, you spent most of your shift anticipating Peter’s visit with a tender anxiety building in your stomach, reminiscent of when you were a teenager with a silly little crush and butterflies in your stomach. And every time you heard the bell chiming a new customer's arrival, you'd look up at once, hoping to see Peter walking through.

And when he finally showed up, you felt your heart skip a beat, as well as your lungs stopping as you watched him walking in with a small bouquet of flowers as you gave him the kind of look you'd always gave him when he insisted on paying for his coffee when you told him it was on you.

The flowers gained not only the customer's attention, but your coworkers as well, as you felt the knowing look of your friends. Peter approached the bar with a cheeky smirk as your cheeks got pink and hot.

"Peter…" You sighed.

"Yeah?" He asked with a feign innocent voice "Oh, these? I found them" He said, oh so casually.

"Yeah, right…" You replied, squinting your eyes.

"I swear!" He chuckled "Outside of my apartment. They were just there and I thought…I don't have a vase to put them in…"

"What makes you think I do have a vase?" You chuckled as you played along.

"Oh, come on!" He giggled.

You walked towards him and grabbed the flowers and placed them on the bar next to the cash register and then hugged him. Tenderly wrapping your arms around him and buried your face in his chest, you felt your cheeks tickling and feeling everyone's stares on you. But by this point, you didn’t care, you were too into Peter, and knowing he liked you back, made you want to show it off to the world proudly like a badge.

“Thank you,” You whispered, breaking the hug. “They're beautiful…” You said

“Hey, do you wanna do something after your shift?” He asked as you met his stare and frowned softly.

“I…actually have to go back home after work…” You explained, looking down “Miles is going through a rough time right now…” You purred as Peter opened his mouth and his face went blank.

“O-oh…” He purred softly as he remembered seeing the news this morning, talking about how Spiderman had caught a guy going by the name of The Prowler, and the man behind the mask. Peter remembered feeling like his stomach fell to the floor when he saw none other than Aaron Davis was the man behind The Prowler.

The man who helped him get his freelance career started, he who had taught him how everything works, how to set prices, and tips on when and who to work with. And most importantly, Miles’s uncle. Miles’s uncle and somehow the favourite person of everyone in your apartment. Peter realised the irony behind the citation, although it made all the sense in his mind. Aaron was kind to all of you and apparently had helped you a lot with many different things. As well as The Prowler wanting those enhanced guns out of Queens. He wanted those things out of Queens since people he cared about lived here.

“ Surviving in New York is hard, isn’t it? ” You had told Peter once, shortly after meeting him.

“Yeah…” He replied, his mind deviating a little bit. “Tomorrow?” He asked with a shrug.

“Sure, tomorrow sounds good…” You purred as you heard the doorbell chiming softly as you grabbed the flowers from the bar and took them to the small table where you kept your laptop on, and walked behind the bar, ready to take the next order when you looked up and your world stopped still.

Peter noticed the way you suddenly got stiff and even heard the way your heart stopped for a second before it started rushing, as if you were running a marathon. He turned and saw a guy walking in, as he stopped before the bar. His grin spread into his eyes as his stare was fixed on you. There was something odd about his demeanour, thought Peter as he looked at you and saw you, your eyes wide and alert and your jaw clenched as Peter needed little to no effort to put the pieces together.

“Hey, long time no see” He said in a low voice as he kept his eyes fixed on you.

“What are you doing here?” You replied bitterly.

The guy looked away, meeting Peter’s stare as his smile faded away. He’d seen the flowers and the hug from the other side of the glass doors and immediately knew Peter and you were close.

“Hey, I’m Gallagher,” He said in a cool voice, stretching his hand to Peter as he simply looked at it. “Loonie Toonie and I go back a long way”

“Gal” You hissed.

“We talked on the phone the other day” Peter replied, returning the sassy smile.

“Oh, so you’re the over protective boyfriend?” Gal chuckled as Gal had to look slightly up to meet Peter’s gaze, as Peter was taller than him.

“Did you come here to get coffee or just to bother me?” You barked.

“I came here to say hi, my darling” He said, Peter taking note of the way your body shivered at the disgusting pet name. “It’s been a long while since we last saw each other, I thought it be fun to catch up–”

“I made it pretty clear I did not want to hear from you again” You cut him off.

“You told me to kill myself, but don’t worry, I’m over it now. I forgive you” He said, his voice softening as Peter opened his eyes in surprise not expecting that to come out.

“I think you should leave, man,” Peter hissed defensively. “You’re clearly upsetting her” Peter said as he got between the wooden bar and Gal, getting you off his sight field.

“You don’t get to choose for her, man” Gal growled.

“ You don’t get to choose for me either. Get the fuck out, Gal” You barked. “I am not interested in catching up with you. Not now, not ever” You snapped moving to a side so you could look at him, Gal’s face widening in surprise.

“I want to talk to you” He said.

“I don’t. Go”

During the interaction, you were too busy staying alert of what Gal did, you did not notice Andy sneaking into the backroom to get your manager, who luckily happened to be there as he usually spent a day at a different coffee shop from the same chain.

“Sir, I will have to ask you to leave, you’re upsetting my employee” Your manager said in a firm voice as he stood next to Peter.

“Who the hell do you think you are” Gal chuckled sassily as he looked at the man now standing in front of him.

“The manager of this place.” He replied dryly. “Leave before I call the police”

“Is this how you treat your customers? You must have a full five star review on the internet” Gal scoffed.

“Only those who harass my staff. Now, leave” He said raising his voice, as Gal glared at him with cold threatening eyes as he turned around and left.

As soon as you saw him walk out, you sighed deeply and leaned against the kitchenette behind you, feeling your heart beating in your ears and your eyes finally teared up instantly, as you’d been fighting the urge to cry with him there. Peter noticed and quickly got to your side, completely ignoring the silent rule of no customers being behind the bar.

“Thank you, Roald,” Andy said.

“Are you alright, kiddo?” Roald asked as he turned around and saw you sobbing silently against your mouth as you shook your head no and Peter pulled you in for a tight hug as you immediately clung to him desperately looking for comfort.

“N-no…” You sobbed softly as you held on to Peter for balance.

“I’m so sorry…” He purred. “Who was that?”

“Abusive ex” Andy replied with a tired sigh as Roald looked at him, his expression growing five times more concerned over the span of a second.

“You should contact the police…” He said.

“Ye-yeah…” You murmured.

“Go home,” Roald added, whispering your name softly. “Your shift is over in a couple of hours anyways, go home and rest” He purred, calling you by your name as you broke the hug, without letting go of Peter.

“What?” You purred.

“Go home”

“Bu-but…”

“You're shaking, you’re crying, you’re pale…” He sighed, cutting you off with a gentle voice “And clearly you’re upset… Andy and I can hold down the fort, don’t worry” Your boss reassured you. “Besides, I don’t remember the last time you called in sick, c’mon”

“Loonie, you can’t work like this,” Andy said.

“Let me walk you home…” Peter purred softly as he rubbed your back softly and kissed your head.

Reluctantly, you nodded and went to your table, putting away your laptop and grabbing the small bouquet of flowers. Peter grabbed your backpack, carrying it for you as the two of you walked out. Peter replayed the thing in his head, as you continued to silently sob, cleaning your tears with your sleeve. He didn’t know how to comfort you after what had happened, besides having so many questions regarding the whole scene.

“Can I ask what…happened there?” He purred softly, aware of your body language, in case you didn’t want to talk about it. “C’mon, talk to me…Perhaps I can help?”

“What exactly? You were there…” You sighed softly. “I told you, Gal is crazy…”

Peter looked at you, eyebrows furrowing not sure how to phrase his next question, but still making too much noise in his head it was hard to ignore.

“He said…” He cleared his throat and looked away awkwardly. “...You told him to kill himself?”

You sighed deeply and stopped walking and looked at him.

“He’s taking it out of…context…” You purred.

“Out of…context?” He said surprised as he called your name confused.. “What the hell does that mean? Please be honest with me”

“Peter I– I didn’t tell him that. He thinks I did…it’s a long story” You sighed as you looked into his eyes. “I went to Yale for a year. I got a scholarship I could not let down…” You began as Peter gasped.

“You went to Yale ?” He asked, quite impressed as he noticed the weird pattern he had for falling for the seemingly smart and nerdy girl who managed to get opportunities not everyone could.

“Yeah…I was dating Gal at the time…we moved in together during this time, that’s when things started getting bad …” You continued ignoring his question about Yale “He manipulated me, he made me things I’m not proud of, I isolated myself from everyone but him…Dropped out of school…He cheated on me…” You listed as Peter looked at you growing concerned about everything that had happened in those three years. “One day Miles went to my apartment in New Haven…He basically took me away from there, telling me Gal was a living breathing red flag. Which I kinda knew but was too afraid to admit at the time…”

Miles being the one to take you away from such a situation suddenly made sense considering how close you were to him, and the way you seemed to trust him with everything you’ve got. The way he was always there in family events and in most of your stories. He was not only a childhood friend, he pulled you out from such a messy situation.

“Miles basically took me to live with him, I…” You continued as you started walking again, looking at the floor. “Gal once sent me a text saying he loved me and he needed me and that without me he had nothing. And that I had nothing without him…He told me if I didn’t come back, he was going to kill himself…” You said as Peter sighed deeply.

“Jesus, that’s sick” He purred.

“Miles saw the text…” You said looking at him. “He didn’t tell me about it until much later. Miles replied, pretending it was me, saying if I stayed with him, I was going to end up killing myself. Sent the text, blocked him, deleted the conversation…He got me a new number, in case Gal tried to contact me again…Miles didn’t tell me about the text like eight months later…” You said as Peter grabbed your hand and stopped you.

“Wow, I’m so sorry…” He purred looking into your eyes as he pulled you closer to him and wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly.  “I still can’t believe you went to Yale…” He added, trying to lift up the tense atmosphere, and managing to make you chuckle softly.

“Yeah…” You purred. “My parents kinda got mad at Lauren for wanting to pursue her music, and I told my parents I’d support Lauren financially if they worried about her having an income…So, I tried to shove it in their noses, and study in a prestigious school, go to med school, become a doctor like my dad, and…you know…go big or go home…” You purred as you broke the hug and cleaned the leftover tears on your eyes.

“You literally went home” Peter joked as you smiled and nodded, giggling softly between sniffs.

“Yeah, I did…” You purred. “But, Lauren told me it’s fine, she’s been able to make a living off The Fool’s Journey…and I’m managing through the coffee shop and MJ…”

“Hey, you’re doing an amazing job so far…” Peter said softly as he kept trying to lift you up. “You look pretty satisfied with your life, and not anyone can say that about their own…” He purred, leaning forward as he planted a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Thank you, Peter…” You muttered.

As you two exchanged sweet stares, he grabbed your hand, entwining your fingers with his and kept walking towards your apartment.

As you two made it to your place, you walked into the apartment, which was normally lasting with Miles’s music as he worked on some new project or commission. This time, silence, and just the soft echo of the news playing in the background as you noticed not a single light was lit, despite the sun almost setting behind the ocean.

Miles sat up from the couch he was lying on and turned around, seeing you and Peter there, noticing your puffy face and knowing right away something had happened.

“Hey, what's wrong?” He asked, jumping out of the couch and approaching you.

“Gal showed up at The Coffee Pot today” You sighed tiredly as Miles’s mouth fell open.

“He fucking what?” He asked.

“Her manager got him out…” Peter said at once as Miles looked at Peter and then back at you.

“I’m so sorry, sis” He purred in a low voice and hugged you tightly. “Guess we both have to have shitty days, huh?” He purred with a bitter chuckle.

“We can be miserable together”  You murmured as you rested your cheek on his shoulder.

“Yeah, we can…” He chuckled.

You two remained hugging for a few seconds before breaking the hug, and you saw in Miles’s eyes a heavy silent burden. You still didn’t know what had Miles so worked up, and wanted to help him so badly, but you knew it was better to let Miles open up on his own.

“Should I…leave you guys?” Peter asked awkwardly, feeling like a strange third wheel despite you and Miles functioning more like siblings.

“No, I-I think we should…have a functioning person…in case..you know..whatever…” Miles said softly as he looked at Peter, attempting to smile through his still shocked face.

“Can I do something for you guys?” Peter asked.

“Keep us company?” You purred as you looked at him.

“Yeah” Miles added.

“Sure” Peter nodded as you looked back at Miles.

“So, what's wrong Miles?” You asked concerned as he’d texted you earlier he wasn’t doing so great and he needed some company for the afternoon, but didn’t go into any details.

“You haven't seen the news?” Miles chuckled bitterly as he grabbed his phone and unlocked it, scrolling through twitter.

“Haven't seen shit, nor checked my phone all day long…why?” You asked intrigued as Miles opened a link and showed you his screen as you read a headline ‘The Prowler Forgot The Meaning Of His Name’ followed by a brief description of what the police found on the streets, right where you’d been the night before, watching everything from the top of a building.

“Aaron got arrested…” Miles said as you looked up and met his stare, your eyes widening in horror.

“What?” You murmured, your voice barely audible and you looked down at the article on Miles’s phone as you read and scrolled, not playing as much attention as you wanted, since the news hit you like a cold bucket of water.

“Yeah…Spiderman got… caught …him…apparently he was some sort of bad guy…going by the name of The Prowler…” He said as your blood turned cold as Miles spoke and the words in his screen started making sense, connecting to the bits of your own memories. The purple guy Peter had caught and made him suspended from his web.

Your gaze returned to Miles as his own stare looked lost and unfocused. His shoulders were shaking lightly and you could tell Miles was struggling to keep himself collected. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out of it, as you saw Miles’s eyes tearing up. He closed his eyes and shook his head as he returned to the living room without saying anything. He laid on the couch and grabbed the x-box controller, turning the console on.

“I’m gonna go get some juice…want something from the kitchen, Miles?” You sighed softly, feeling sorry for him, knowing how much Aaron meant to Miles, and from the look in his eyes, you could tell Miles was deeply disappointed and perhaps even betrayed by Aaron.

“Some juice as well…” He purred in a low defeated voice. The echo hurt your heart as you nodded.

As you headed to the kitchen, you gently tugged on Peter’s sleeve, looking at him with puppy eyes. He got the message without you having to say anything as he silently followed you into the kitchen. His hand reached yours, as you entwined your fingers with his and gave his hand a gentle squeeze, finding comfort in his gesture.

You stopped in front of the fridge and turned around, letting go of Peter’s hand and staring into him worried.

“Can I talk to you?” You purred in a barely audible voice.

Peter nodded silently, knowing what you wanted to talk about.

“You knew?” You murmured, your eyebrows furrowing. He shook his head.

“No, I didn’t. Not until this morning when I saw it on the news…” He answered in a low voice as well to keep Miles from listening.

“Well,” You sighed and turned around, opening the fridge and taking the juice. “You still did the right thing…” You added.

“I do feel a bit guilty about it…” Peter said as he looked at the TV in the living room, as Miles started playing something colourful and over all cheerful, perhaps trying to keep his mind busy from what happened.

“You did what you had to do…” You replied as you grabbed a couple of glasses from the cupboard. “Do you want something to drink?” You asked, catching Peter’s attention.

“I-I…n-no. I’m fine...Thanks…” He replied softly as you nodded and poured juice in both glasses before taking the juice back to its original place.

You walked back to the living room, followed by Peter, as you handed Miles his glass and spoke softly.

“Juice”  You announced as Miles looked at you and sat up, taking the glass.

“Thanks…” He muttered and looked at you, as you sat on the couch next to where he was seated, and Peter sat next to you, particularly close to our, hips against each other, and your shoulders touching, Miles shook his head and sighed. “Hell of a day huh? I find out Aaron has been lying about how he makes money…turns out he’s some supervillain or whatever…Gal shows up at your work…”

“Cheers to the best day in history, hey?” You said sarcastically as you raised your glass at him, and Miles chuckled.

“Cheers” Miles laughed softly and took a sip. “At least we’ve got each other…” He said looking at you and smiling, as you smiled back and nodded.

“We do…” You muttered.

Miles went back to playing Stardew Valley, as you snuggled on the couch next to Peter, resting your cheek on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around you, keeping you close, close to his warm body. After staying silent for a while, the sun at some point had set behind the horizon and now the apartment was only lighted by the TV. At least until Miles stopped playing and sat up.

“I’m going to take a nap…I’m falling asleep…plus I ain't feeling it today…” He sighed tiredy as he turned off the x-box and got up, walking to his room and turning the light above the living room.

“Go get some sleep…” You said as Miles waved as he disappeared behind his bedroom door.

“Don’t let me sleep more than two hours…” He announced as he walked out, leaning against the door frame. “Or else I’ll be waking up at 3 am and won’t be able to get any sleep…” You chuckled.

“We’ll wake you up, don't worry man” Peter said smiling softly at Miles as Miles nodded with a sly smirk.

“Thanks guys…” Miles said and went back inside his room, not even bothering to turn on any lights.

You snuggled back against Peter, burying your face in his chest, as you took a deep breath, feeling his smell and warmth all around him, as you realised how comfortable and safe you felt being so close to him. You stopped and wondered how long had you two been friends now…A few months? In the beginning it all felt like it was unfolding so fast, but now, it felt as if you’d known him for so long. Feeling his arms tightening gently around you brought you back from the depths of your thoughts as you felt your heart race slightly.

“Thank you” You whispered.

“For what?”

It took you a few seconds to reply, as you were more focused on how he was making you feel and his question almost slipped your attention.

“For staying…” You answered.

“I mean, you guys asked me to…” He replied as you pulled away and looked at him, your eyes still a bit puffy and tired from everything that had happened, as Peter saw his reflection in your glassy orbs, wishing he could fix all the damage Gal had left.

“I still appreciate it…” You said as you saw Peter smile and look away shyly.

“Can I tell you something?” He said, his voice lifting up a little bit, as you looked at him curiously.

“Yes, of course…”

Peter bit his lower lip softly, not sure how to bring up his thoughts. He looked at you with tender eyes and a cheeky smile, as he blushed lightly. He was well aware of how your feelings for each other were now in the open, and you seemed to correspond to them, but still, addressing them made him feel funny inside. He took a deep breath and looked away as he decided to bite the bullet.

“I’m kinda very, incredibly pissed at Gal…” He chuckled awkwardly as he looked at you. “Every time I think I’ll finally get a chance to kiss you, he sticks his nose and completely blows my chance…” He chuckled.

“Tell me about it, I’m also mad at him” You chuckled as you snuggled back against his chest.

“You stayed pretty collected earlier…” Peter purred as he gently rubbed your back with his hand.

“Yeah, I’m not sure how that happened…” You sighed.

“Hey, it doesn’t matter. You did it, and you’re great for doing so…” He comforted you, gently kissing your head and burying his face against your hair.

“Thank you, Peter…” You purred as you looked up at him, your nose gently brushed his chin as you closed your eyes, craving the kiss that had been delayed so much.

“Hey, I’m in no rush…If you’re waiting for the right time, I’m happy to wait too…” He purred as he brought his hand up, brushing your cheek with his fingers before cupping your face in his hand.

“I’m done waiting” You muttered as you leaned forward as Peter shook his head and slowly pulled away.

“Hmm, I'd rather not do this while you're pissed at your psychotic ex…” He purred, bringing his other hand to your face as he pressed his forehead to yours. “I really want to enjoy it and savour it…” He purred.

“Alright, fair…” You sighed as you closed your eyes and sighed, feeling slightly disappointed, although you could understand why he’d prefer to wait longer.

“I’m sorry” Peter said with a small smile as you looked at him and you shook your head.

He kissed your forehead sweetly and cuddled you as you looked for something to watch on Netflix, mostly to fill in the silence as the two of you remained tangled and close to each other. As the movie soon faded into background noise, you weren’t paying any attention and mostly focused on the way his warmth radiated through his clothes and into your body as you seemed to melt against him. God, this felt just right. This felt as good as very few things in life.

After a while his phone vibrated as he excused himself and used one of his arms to pull it out of his pocket. As he unlocked it, you watched him open an app with a very odd design, and upon a closer look  at the screen, you saw it was some sort of app that picked up on emergency lines and live locations where patrols were sent.

“What’s that…?” You asked curiously as you saw Peter focusing on his phone.

“I…uh,” He chuckled awkwardly. “An app I designed myself…” He said as if it was nothing as you stared at him surprised.

“You what?” You asked and raised an eyebrow as he looked at you and blushed lightly before he chuckled awkwardly.

“I may have hacked the emergency phone lines…” He said, clearing his throat.

“Come again?” You asked incredulously as he chuckled.

“Y’know…for my… other job” He purred as you kept staring at him.

“No yeah I got that..” You chuckled “It’s just…wow, that’s impressive” You acknowledged and nodded your head, staring at him as you pulled away, thinking he’d perhaps go take care of whatever his phone notified him of.

“Thanks…” He said as he stood up and you two exchanging knowing looks, as he realised he didn’t have to say anything, as you picked up on it yourself. “See you tomorrow?” He purred.

“Yeah, sure. I’d like that… “ You purred, smiling softly at him as he nodded as he walked to your bedroom and instinctively, you followed him.

As you walked inside your room, a few steps behind him, you noticed him changing into his Spiderman suit. You blushed lightly, although you didn’t get too see much of him, aside from his toned back soon disappearing under the red and blue suit. As he turned around and looked at you, you got a better view of him in his suit, compared to last night, when you saw him take off his mask although the dim street lights didn’t do much. This time, upon seeing him clearly, inside your room, it looked pretty surreal, Peter’s face coming out of the iconic suit. And knowing he was Spiderman.

As he approached your window, he was ready to pull the mask over his face. When you spoke.

“Hey,” Your voice stopped him as he turned around and looked at you with an attentive gentle stare. “Stay safe…” You purred, the concern in your voice making Peter’s heart melt as he looked into your eyes and nodded.

“Yeah, of course…” He purred sweetly as he looked at you with a particular adoration.

“And text me when you get home…even if its at 3 am”

The way you seemed to worry about him made his heart feel full. The way he constantly fantasised of having something stable, a warm home to return to, with someone waiting for him to receive him with open arms and a tight hug, to comfort him, to tell him he’d done a great job, now didn’t seem so wild and distant now. Even if you lived in different apartments, the fact that you were looking out for him, and telling him to take care was a good first step for him to finally get what he’d been craving oh so desperately.

He walked closer to you, as his hands immediately latched on to you, cupping your face as he bumped his forehead to yours. Caught in the moment, he had to stop you, his nose brushing yours as he sighed. He thought, if he kissed you now, there was no way in hell he was going to be able to drag himself out that window to fulfil his duty as the friendly neighbourhood Spiderman. He sighed deeply and looked up, pressing his lips to your forehead.

“Thank you for watching over me…” He purred, his lips still pressed against your forehead before he planted another kiss and pulled away. “You’re amazing” Peter purred before putting his mask on and finally leaving through the window into the fire escape as he jumped and started swinging, soon disappearing in the distance as you watched attentively, you heart wild and erratic in your chest as you thought how much of a lost cause you were.

You were in love with Spiderman.

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