spider-man / luke hemmings

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here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive; to all the nights that we forgot to get back home.
The Party Scene - All Time Low

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For the next couple of weeks Luke and Tamsyn extended their chats to include walking home from lectures together. For the most part it was Luke that did the talking and Tamsyn would quietly walk beside Luke, nodding and humming in response to his chatter. Luke was well aware that it was almost a one-sided conversation, but he didn't mind really.

He had noticed that Tamsyn didn't talk to him as much as she would talk to him when he was Spider-Man. She would be much more open, honest and joke around with him. She shared a lot more personal details with Spider-Man than she did with Luke, which was disappointing for him. Did she really trust a complete stranger over someone she had known for months?

However Luke hadn't spoken to Tamsyn as Spider-Man since the incident where he called her by her name. In fact he had gone out of his way to avoid her. The first few days he had tried to enter his room by hanging from the roof of his halls and swinging himself in through his window, but he soon realised that it was much simpler to just change before he got home and walk through the front entrance of his building.

He was aware that Tamsyn was waiting for him, from a distance he was able to see her sat on her desk, giving her the height to peek out the window every few seconds. Luke felt guilty but he knew that she would confront him. She was already suspicious that Spider-Man was someone that she knew in real life, and by calling her by her name when she hadn't told him what it was confirmed this. He had managed to narrow down her list of candidates for Spider-Man from the whole university to approximately a hundred students that knew her name.

Luke knew he couldn't avoid Tamsyn forever, but he had hoped. Friday night he noticed that Tamsyn's light was off, and so he assumed she was out with her friends. He was still cautious as he snuck along the balcony. He thought he had managed to successfully avoid her as he passed her window, however less than a minute later he heard a window creak open.

Frozen in his place, Luke slightly leaned into the wall, hoping the shadows would be able to give him cover. He was wrong.

"Hey!" Tamsyn called, "I can see you, you know." Luke swore to himself and turned to face her. She had cracked the window open just enough so that she could poke her head out of it. Luke knelt down beside the window.

"Hi?" Luke replied awkwardly.

"Have you been avoiding me?" Tamsyn blurted out. Luke pause, calculating his reply.

"Sorry?" Was the best thing he could come up with. Tamsyn opened her mouth, most likely to call him out for being so blatantly rude, but Luke cut her off before she could even start. "Look, I'll explain, just grab a jumper or something, shoes and your phone." Tamsyn looked at him with curious expression.

"Why?" She questioned.

"We're going somewhere, just trust me."

"I don't even know you, where are you taking me?" She argued.

"Oh come on," Luke groaned, "You know that I'm a good guy, and I don't know where I'm taking you, but we're so out in the open here." Tamsyn was still looking skeptical and so Luke pulled her window open and jumped down into her room. He grabbed Tamsyn's LSE hoodie off the back of her door and chucked it at her, then proceeded to use his webs to fetch her converse from under her desk, holding them out to her to put on.

Tamsyn looked startled. This had all taken place in less than a minute and it was taking her a while to process what was going on. She quickly pulled her jumper over her head and took her shoes from Luke, sitting down on her bed to put them on. Luke took this opportunity to look around Tamsyn's room. It was very tidy, like he had expected, her bookshelves were full of books and CD's all stacked neatly. Her room smelled nice too. It was a big contrast to his room, it was clean, but compared to Tamsyn's room it was a tip, with laundry strewn across his floor and his desk just a mess of paperwork.