Shocking love | Parksborn oneshot

Shocking Love

Electricity soared across the sky lighting up the night making passerby think it was day, but for two it was a fearful something. One had been struck with this uncontrolled power that someone was intending to use on innocent people... but in Harry's instance, his best friend and boyfriend, Peter.

Harry cried out Peter's name as he was thrown across the street from the blast. Harry rushed over to him and saw sparks of electricity leaving his body. He could tell it hurt as he squirmed and whimpered  trying to flee from the pain that was infused in his body. "Peter! Peter everything is going to be alright I promise!" Harry saw the large singe mark on his stomach that covered his happy yellow shirt in a charred black color and he could only imagine what he looked like underneath the shirt.

Peter just cried out in pain as the energy coursed thought him with a vigor that caused Harry to jolt away from him. Peter's movements slowed shortly after and he only jolted when the especially hurtful sparks moved through his body. This, of course, scared Harry beyond belief and he quickly scooped him up in his arms and ran towards the loud sirens that warned people of danger around that area. Harry emerged from the alley and presented his injured friend to them with tears in his eyes. "Save him! Please save him!"

The paramedics quickly took him away and placed Peter in the back of the ambulance with Harry trailing behind them. Harry never took his eyes off of Peter in fear that if he did he would lose him in a single moment... he was scared...

It's hard to believe all of this happened because they were coming home from a date.

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Harry and Peter laughed as they left the restaurant.

Peter had just tripped over himself and fell face first onto the floor. They both found it funny and were laughing... well Peter wasn't laughing as hard as Harry, he was busy having the time of his life replaying the memory over and over in his head.

"Okay okay I get it. I'm hilarious." Peter said with a fake pout.

Harry grabbed Peter's hand and smiled sweetly. "You are but that's not the only reason I fell for you."

Peter smiled back and brought Harry in for a kiss then laid his head under Harry chin.  Harry then pulled away with a sorrowful expression. "I have to go home Pete. I don't want to... I want to stay here with you... I don't want to go home."

Peter understood. Harry had obligations and responsibilities and Peter didn't have that looming over his shoulder. Peter held him tighter not wanting to give him up just yet. "What if we run away? Never have to see this place ever again?"

Harry smiled sadly. "You could never leave Aunt May."

"I know but it was a good thought." Peter said moving away from Harry. "Let's get you home."

"What are you? My first date? My dad knows who you are... he won't kill you for taking me home late." Peter looked at him with a face the read 'are you serious'. "Okay, maybe he might." Peter nodded happy with the response. "That is not something to be happy about Peter!"

They walked down the noisy streets of New York watching other people and talking amongst themselves, but every place was laced with danger.

Peter felt himself yanked into and alleyway with Harry just behind him. They were thrown to the floor and Peter immediately moved in front of Harry. "Who are you?"

"Just some people who want the attention of someone important. A certain someone who lives with you, Harry Osborn."

Harry scowled at the mention of his last name and Peter moved closer to Harry. "What do you want with him?"