A/N: Hellooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! Tysm for checking out my short story! I hope you enjoy it!
Also, Peter and Elias are both 25 and the pov is Elias unless said otherwise
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It was November 23, and I was taking a walk in Queens, New York. I've lived here since I was 10, so I knew this place like the back of my hand. Peter was out on patrol saving babies and all that shit, so at 7:30 am, I decided to get Starbucks.
"Ahh! If it isn't my favorite customer!" Larry happy cheered as I entered the warm and welcoming coffee shop.
I chuckled and smiled at the older man. Larry was like my uncle. I am 25 years old and have known him since I was 16 because I got my first job here.
"Something's up with you today Elias. I can see it written all over your face." Larry stated while making my usual white chocolate mocha.
I sighed, "I don't know, Lar. I just feel off... I guess?" I shrugged, vaguely answering his question. "I just hope Peter's being safe."
"Why wouldn't he be?" Larry asked, leaning across the freshly wiped marble counter.
"Oh! Uh, n-no reason. Just hope he's fine." I said a little too quickly to be normal. Larry gives me the side-eye, silently saying he doesn't believe me but drops the subject. Shit! That was too close. Peter would kill me if I accidentally let it slip that he's Queens' web-slinging hero. I send Larry a reassuring smile and wave before grabbing my drink and heading out into the crisp morning weather.
I love fall; it's such a beautiful phase in nature. All the colors make my job as a photographer so much fun. I love the way the sun hits the orange and yellow leaves, making the trees almost glow. I take out my camera, set it up at the nearest park, and snap away at my surroundings. But just my luck, it's pretty overcast today.
After about 45 minutes my phone starts ringing.
"Hellooo there love!" I hear my boyfriend cheerfully sing through the phone.
"Good morning Pete," I smile. "Are you doing okay after patrol?" I ask, making sure he's safe.
"Yes, yes, I'm fine. Just the usual scratches and maybe 2 small bruises." he reports. I let out a small breath of relief. I've known Peter was spider man sense the 10th grade (friends sense 8th), I've been dating him since 11th, and I'm still getting used to the fact he is out risking his life all by himself 3 times a day. But I am so proud of him and I support all of his choices (except the stupid ones, like buying a pet squirrel).
"Okay good. Now get to work before Sir Shitman fires you." I laugh.
"Mr. NEWman would never fire me, we both know that. He loves me far too much." Peter snickers.
"Okay, whatever. " I say giggling at my own joke that wasn't even that funny.
"I love you so so much, Eli."
"Love you more webs. "
"Well, I'm almost at work, so I'm going to have to hang up." Peter says with sadness.
"Alrighty then. See you at 6:30 Pete."
" Yes, see you tonight Elias. "
"I LOVE YOU!" I screamed into the phone right before hanging up. Making Peter laugh is probably my favorite pastime. I fell so hard for the lonely science kid, and he fell for the quiet yearbook geek. What a pair we make, right?
I can't imagine l losing him. I think he is the one; the one I'd spend the rest of my life with. If he asked me to marry him tonight, I'd say yes.
The day continued on and was uneventful, dull, and long. The boring grey sky didn't make my pictures turn out too well, so I clocked out at work and started the walk home. I decided to call Peter because why the flip not?
"Hello there!" I chirped.
" Hello babe!" Peter replied. "Are you on your way home?"
"Yes, indeed I am. Should arrive in about... 15 minutes."
"Great." Pete said. I could practically hear his smile through the phone.
"What's got you all excited?" I ask, knowing my boyfriend has something planned.
"Oh, ya know... Nothing much. Just got a little surprise for you tonight."
" Okaaay, can I ask what it is?"
"Yes, in fact, you can ask. However, I am not going to tell you what it is."
I roll my eyes jokingly, "Ugh, you're the worst Parker."
"But you loooooooove me!" he giggles, making me laugh too.
"That is very true."
"I have to prep for our dinner date and your surprise tonight, so I have to go." Peter sighed.
"Aww okay. I'll see you in a bit, Pete."
" See you in a bit El. Oh, and by the way, you better like your gift. It cost me a fortune."
"Well, I'm sure I'll love it if it's from you."
" Yeah you better. "
"Okay then. Love you, spidey kid." I teased.
" Love you too. " Peter said right before hanging up.
As I got off the subway, the same strange feeling from that morning returned. I'm so scared something's wrong with peter. I don't want anything to ruin tonight. He seemed super excited and nervous about my "expensive gift". I just hope everything falls into place- WAIT WAIT WAIT! What if Peter bought an enga- no way. I'm not getting my hopes up. Although, it has seemed like something's been on his mind for the past few weeks. Ugh! I don't want to get too excited. I walk out of the station and text Pete that I'm not too far from home.
but as I was walking, the strange feeling in my chest was growing stronger and stronger by the minute. As I looked around the fairly empty streets, I notice a tall, lean figure not too far behind me. Just to be safe, I walk a little faster, not wanting to get robbed or kidnapped. As I quickened my pace, they quickened their pace too. The strange feeling was like a literal pull in my heart, warning me of the horrible things that would be coming.
heyo!! And that's the first chapter! There's probably going to be like 3 in total and I should have them posted fairly soon. Please please comment and tell me what you thought while reading it and what you recommend! And vote too if u liked it ✨
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So I'm rereading this and it's been several months sense I published it and I'm realizing that I'm using past tense and present tense hahaaaa oops
And naturally, I do not have the energy or will power to fix it✨
So just pretend it's all in past tense
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