Chapter Ten: I promise

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   "HOLY SHIIITTTT—!!!" Trees. Trees everywhere. Miles had one arm tightly wrapped around your waist, while his other was preoccupied with swinging through the woods. He held you tightly praying you didn't fall.

You don't know how he was doing it, how he was holding all your weight with one arm, one hand, but he was. You weren't going to ask any questions and just be glad he had that strength, even if it was strange.

Eyes glued shut, arms tightly wound his neck, and your face shoved in his neck. So close, that with every swing your lips met his warm skin, and with every accidental kiss Miles felt his resolve getting weaker and weaker.

The boy couldn't believe a few kisses to the neck were making him fold.

It's not like you were doing it on purpose, he knew that. But eventually, it became too much and Miles caved. "PETER!" He shouted out to the man, he swung around turning to the boy, "What'sup kid? We don't have the time to talk!" Light ray after light ray beam kept zooming past you, and you shrunk into his body.

And that was his last straw. "I-I I can't do this!!" Your head popped up, say what now? "The best way to learn is on the job, everybody knows that!" Nah, hold up what did he mean he can't do this?

"Not with no experience and Y/N in my arms. I'm not gonna risk her life!" So where were you gonna go? The ground? Were you gonna motherfuckin' float?? You didn't have any other options.

"Miles what are you trying to say-"

"Take her!"

"WHAT THE FU—"

And right as those words left your lips Miles tossed you. This boy tossed you. As if you were a football, was this a game to him? You shut your eyes and prepare to meet your fiery end. But instead, your eyes shot open at the contact of Peter's arms.

You open your eyes slowly, it's when you get jerked upward that your concentration came back. You frantically look around for Miles only to see that he's not in the air anymore.

"MILES!"

He's on the ground.

Peter had one arm hooked under your chest holding you tightly to his side, "He'll be fine. Now, quit your yapping. You're so loud." The man said as your body thrashed under his arm.

You were hanging off him like a lifeless doll.

With your back to him, you look up at him your eyes burning with annoyance. "I hate you." You're looking up at him through your brows you're angry. He notices this. Pretending to be touched he says an exaggerated, "Aw," And fakes a loving smile, "I hate you more!" Rolling your eyes for the hundredth time today you look down for Miles.

Only to see him being shot at. "MILES!" He glanced up at you as he fumbled over himself giving you a cheeky wave, "What are you still doing down there?!" Peter yelled.

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