Luna Smith is Gwen Stacy's cousin. Luna has lived with Gwen for As long as she can remember, and been best friends with Peter Parker for just as long.
Luna however had begun to grow feelings for the boy at 12, but has never told him.
Now in high-sch...
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Peter had visited her like he had promised. Their relationship seemed different. Peter seemed more weary but Luna made sure to reassure him.
But after not turning up at her uncles funeral Luna was upset. She understood why, he was nervous to be around her now but she went around his after the funeral.
"Where were you." Luna asked sadly. "I didn't think you'd show up, but I had hope. My uncle died."
Peter looked down in shame knowing he'd messed up but he couldn't go. He felt guilty and he was scared to see Gwen. And he didn't want to distance himself from the girl but he was scared to hurt her.
"They're were great speeches. Two of my teachers and even Flash showed up." Luna said with a sniffle as the rain poured. "Everyone was there but you."
Peter brushed his hand against her cheek, she now had a small scarr on it from that night. And others on her stomach and one long one on her arm.
"Can't do this." Peter said holding back tears.
"No." Luna cried.
"Can't do this." Peter said with guilt. "I can't see you anymore."
"No, Peter." Luna cried as she looked at him. "I know you've been feeling guilty but I can't lose you too."
"I can't lose you." Peter whispered as he looked at her.
"Peter. We won't. I- I can't live without you, okay?" Luna stated.
"Your safer without me." He muttered.
"Peter, you are my safety." Luna smiled at him and pecked his lips. "Please." Peter nodded and she knew he needed time.
So she left and after talking to May and hearing Ben's last voice message he headed to hers.
She let him in when he knocked on the window and he immediately kissed her. She missed his lips. They kissed deeply and Peter pulled away.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. But, promise me that you'll stay away from the danger?" He asked her with loving eyes.
"I promise." She whispered she pulled him in and kissed him, he put his bag down.
They continued to kiss, lips moving together. Peter licked her lip asking for entrance, which she gladly allowed. Their tongues fought for dominance as they fell onto her bed.
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