Daughter Of The Spider

Ezra And Jayden

(I changed Jayden and Ezra's face-claims to Emjay Anthony and Timothèe Chalamet)

~PETER POV~

"What if," I said, my eyes brightening. "I took you to the park?"

Gracelynn smiled, and I packed her diaper bag quickly, and set her in the stroller Mrs Armstrong had also given us.

We headed out, and once we got to the park, I unstrapped her, and brought her to the swing. I was gently pushing her back and forth, and I felt a tingle in the back of my neck, and I grabbed Gracelynn's swing from going back. I gently set it back into place, and looked at the little boy that nearly got his head taken off by Gracelynn's swing.

"Hey, buddy." I said, kneeling down in front of him. "What are you doing by yourself?"

The little boy pointed at the swing.

"You want to swing?"

The boy nodded. I stood up, and was looking around, when I heard a loud, sharp, worried voice call, "Jayden!?"

I looked up, and saw a dark curly haired boy, who looked similar to the little boy next to me.

"Is that you?"

The little boy smiled at me. I grabbed his hand, scooped up Gracelynn, and walked over to the other boy.

"Excuse me—"

"Jayden!" He sighed, dropping down to the little boy's height. "There you are."

"Yeah, he wanted me to push him on the swing." I told him.

The boy gave Jayden a stern look, and the little boy looked away. The older curly haired boy stood up, holding Jayden on his hip.

"Thanks for finding him." He said. "I'm Ezra Roberts. This is my younger brother Jayden."

I smiled at him. "I'm, uh, Peter Parker. This is my...my daughter Gracelynn."

Ezra didn't say anything about Gracelynn being my daughter.

"She's so cute." Ezra smiled.

"So is Jayden. How old is he?"

"Four. What about Gracelynn?"

"She's seven months." I said, watching my little girl smile at Ezra.

She reached her hands out to him, and despite the fact that I wanted to be the only one to hold her ever, I held her out for him.

"Are you sure?" He asked, his hands sticking to his sides. "I don't—"

"Go on." I prompted. "She doesn't normally do that for anyone. Plus she seems to like you."

Ezra hesitantly took her, and I am proud to say I wasn't jealous for the first five minutes of Ezra holding her. When he handed her back, I set her at my feet, near Jayden, who had been staring at her in fascination.

He walked shakily over to her, and crouched down in front of her.

"Hi, baby." He said, and I nearly cried at how cute his voice was. "You so cute."

Gracelynn stared at him, and then clapped. I smiled at them, and then I heard an older lady say, "It's just wonderful how older siblings take their younger siblings out. I mean, look at those two brothers with their baby siblings. How cute."

The lady was too far away to correct that we had just met, and I didn't even get the chance too, because she was off talking about something else now.

"I didn't know we were brothers." Ezra said. "That's weird. Maybe we're half."

"Same Mom?" I joked.

Ezra nodded, laughing a bit. We exchanged numbers so we could keep in touch, and then I grabbed Gracelynn, and Ezra grabbed Jayden, and we each went out separate ways.