Peter Parker Writings

[22] Make It Hurt | part six

𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 : 𝖺𝗆 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖨 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀? 𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗂 𝖺𝗆.

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀/𝗌 : 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗉𝗍.???, 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍, 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗅

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄-𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇. 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 : 𝟤.𝟦𝗄

Peter was pretty much out of it for the rest of the night. He doesn't remember dancing with you in the sea of drunk people, telling Harry you two will be going home now and dropping you off at your house.

He doesn't remember any of it, as if he's been on autopilot all this time and just regained control of his senses now that he's at home in the comfort of his room. He doesn't even remember how he got back here!

He dropped on his bed with a soft thud, looking up at his ceiling and ran a down down his face. 

You're Midnight.

His best friend who he's been in love with for 6 years is Midnight and - oh my god.

"Mine is my sister and well - my best friend as well, been in love with him for a while. Starting to think it's unrequited."

He's the best friend. Peter Parker, he - him - he's the best friend, and you told him you've been in love with him for a while and you thought he doesn't feel the same?

Oh wow, how wrong you both were - actual fucking idiots and now he's unsure of what to think or feel about the whole thing. He feels like he's invaded your privacy - he didn't mean to find out, and he's not sure how to feel about all of this.

Does he worry about the fact you're putting yourself in danger every night like him? Be over the moon about the fact you liked him back? Be upset you never told him? Be mad at himself for not telling you?

This is all too confusing - he has no idea what now.

His eyes landed on his closet where his suit is kept, he pursed his lips and got up. He needs more time to think and decide how to approach this entire situation, and to do that, he needs to dig more as Spider-Man.

.

Spider-Man lands next to you with one big swing from another building, and you turn around, greeting him excitedly. "There you are, you're late," you cross your arms. "Was starting to think you wouldn't show."

"And stand you up? Never." Spider-Man chuckled, acting normal and cool despite the literal panic in his eyes hidden behind the suit.

"I went to a party earlier," you grin, making his blood run cold from the nerves. "Met some asshole but I had fun."

"That's great, Night." He nods slowly and if you noticed how stiff his movements were, you didn't say anything.

"Nothing's turning up, seems the flame dude is laying low." You told him with a shrug and looked out into the city lights. Peter took the time to watch you, your features that was concealed by the mask and the hood.