𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔, peter parker

06 ≫ new suits

"New York. Queens. It's a ruff burrow, but hey it's home." Peter said in a deep voice. He was making a "video diary" to film his time in Germany with Eliza, and when he got back home he was planning on editing it.

"Who you talking to?" Happy said from the driver's seat. Happy Hogan was Mr. Starks personal driver and he had the, what he called 'agonizing' job of taking the pair to the airport, then to the hotel. Peter and Eliza were sitting in the back seats next to each other.

"No one." Peter said, his voice going back to normal. "Just making a little video of the trip."

"You know you can't show that to anyone."

"Yeah, I know."

"Then why are you narrating in that voice?"

"Uh.... cause it's fun!"

"So why do they call you Happy?" Eliza spoke up. He just pressed a button that made a screen go in between the back seat and front seat. He really didn't like teenagers.

They arrived at the airport, and got out of the fancy car. They saw a giant plane and some steps to get onto it. Eliza stared at it, her mouth wide open.

"Come on, I'm not carrying your bags. Let's go." Happy said grumpily.

Peter was still videoing, "Hey, should I go to the bathroom before or after?"

"There's a bathroom on it, come on." Happy responded. Peter internally screamed, this was so cool. They walked up the stairs that led onto the plane, on their way to their seats, they looked into the cockpit, expecting to see someone flying the plane, but there wasn't.

"Whoa! No pilot, that's awesome." Peter said. He walked around the plane, making his way towards their seats, showing the camera all the cool things, "Wow, look at this thing."

Peter sat down in the seat right in front of Happy, Eliza on his right. Happy stared at him.

"That where you going to sit? Is this your first time on a private plane?"

"It's my first time on any plane," Peter said, chuckling.

Happy rolled his eyes, starting to get up from his seat, "Alright how about you two stay here," he moved to a seat across the entire plane, "and I'll sit over there. Spread out. You guys got a big day coming up, you might want to get some sleep."

Peter and Eliza settled in their seats next to each other, Eliza by the window. Peter flipped his camera into selfie mode.

"Alright, alright, we're taking off," he said, grabbing Eliza's hand for support. The plane started to lift into the air and made a rumbling noise. Peter inhaled and exhaled. He turned to Happy, but he was already asleep, "Is it supposed to be making that noise?"

After take off, Peter said that he wanted to explore the plane, so he let go of Eliza's hand and got out of his seat, making his way to the bathroom. He messed around with some stuff before he got an idea. Running back to where Eliza sat, she was panting a little. Peter realized what was happening. She was starting to have anxiety attack.

Peter put his phone down immediately, rushing over to Eliza and engulfing her in a hug. Eliza sat there, in Peter's arms, while he tried to calm her down. She wasn't the biggest fan of planes, but Peter hadn't known this. She didn't like that they were so high up in the air. It was different from when he and Peter were swinging around the city together, this was a lot higher than that. She was fine before, with Peter next to her holding her hand, but then he got up and left, leaving her to stare out the window at the ground below.

"Shhh, you're okay. Think of something that makes you happy," Peter said. Peter was the best person in these situations, always knowing what to do. Pull her into a hug, don't ask too many questions or crowd her, and stay there.