Chapter 8: You look like shit

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MJ's POV


I was at my room drawing the loser's face earlier at the cafeteria, every time our eyes met I can feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I'll admit that I have a bit of a crush on him, but I'm not really the type who let's their emotions show and I'm still new to this kind of feeling.


I don't even know when did I felt such emotion for the loser, he's smart, selfless, kind, he always has this goofy smile when I see him, even before I confirmed that he's Spider-Man I know I have this feelings for him. I just didn't want to accept the fact that I do have a crush on him or just I don't want to acknowledge this new found feelings, every time when I point out something that Peter does and everyone looks at me, I always dismissed them and say that I'm just 'observant'. Which is true, but sometimes my focus is mostly on Peter's.


I sighed and closed my drawing book that contains mostly of Peter, I have a separate books for my 'Book of Crisis' and this one because if someone were to find out I have a bunch of drawing of him at my 'Book of Crisis', I would be extremely mortified and I might just creep him out. I do have drawings of him there, but only when in detention. But in this book, I have 10 or more pages of him drawn into it.


I stood up and hid it then went to my bed and lay down, I was about to close the light when I heard someone knocking. Not from my door, but from my window. I got up and went to my window, I opened it and I was greeted by someone.


"Hey." he waved.


It was Peter in his Spider-Man suit, I let him in as I noticed that he's holding the side of his stomach. He quickly removed his mask and I saw his face quite beaten up.


"You look like shit." I say nonchalantly.


"Gee, you can say that again." he says sarcastically.


"Okay then, you look like shit." I smirked and he rolled his eyes playfully.


I went to the bathroom and grabbed the med-kit that we have around. I lead him to my bed to take a sit and I sat beside him and observe his face "What happened to you?"


"I bumped into the Avengers." he groaned still clutching his side.


"How did you even get beaten up, last time you faced them you handled them easily without getting injured from them." I say as I grabbed a towel and ointment from the med-kit.


"Well. . . . . .let's just say facing 7 Avengers at the same time is too much for a spider to handle." he grunted as I applied the ointment to his face.


"You what!?" I exclaimed and quickly put a hand on my mouth remembering my parents are asleep.


"Yeah, figured you'll give kind that reaction. But don't worry I handled it, injured but I'll live." he reassured.


I sighed as I completed treating his face "Alright, I'm finished treating your face now remove your suit." I ordered him and he just went red "W-W-What?"

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