Marvel Multi Ships

Spideytorch: The Cute Camera Boy

Johnny's POV

There was a dumb charity gala tonight and the Fantastic Four were the guests of honor. I didn't want to go but my sister dragged me there.

"For the love of god, Johnny, please be on your best behavior." Sue told me with that glare she always has when she's bossing me around.

"Don't worry, sis, I'll try not to be an embarrassment." I replied.

The Daily Bugle was taking pictures of the event, so I had to pretend that I was enjoying myself so the photographer wouldn't take a picture of me looking all bored and sh*t. If tomorrow's newspaper said something about the Human Torch not giving a sh*t about charity, I think my sister would literally wring my neck. Speaking of the photographer, he was kinda cute; we briefly locked eyes during Reed's boring speech.

"I saw that." Ben whispered to me.

"What are you talking about?" I whispered back.

"You makin' goo-goo eyes at that little photographer boy over in the corner there, I saw that." Ben chuckled, jabbing me in the side with his elbow.

"So what, he's a cutie, how can I not?" I shrugged.

"Ya gonna ask him ta dance, matchstick?" Ben asked.

Before I could answer him, Reed finished his speech and we all stand on stage for some pictures. When the cute photographer came closer to the stage to take the photos, I was able to get a better look at him and see just how adorable he really was. He had fluffy brown hair, pretty little doe eyes, and the most kissable lips I've ever seen.

"Oh, I am definitely gonna talk to this cutie." I thought to myself.

While Ben was at the food table and Sue and Reed were talking nerd stuff with some other scientists, I made my way over to the photographer, who was taking some pictures of some politicians.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Storm." the photographer said.

"Dude, we're the same age, call me Johnny." I laughed.

"Okay. I'm Peter Parker." Peter said holding out his hand for a handshake.

"So, do you want me to take a picture or something?" he asked as we shook hands.

"I think you've taken plenty of pictures tonight. How's about you put the camera away and come have some fun with me." I said giving him my bestest smile.

"I-I would like to, but I'm working." Peter replied blushing.

"Aww, come on, just one dance...please." I pleaded, turning on the charm even more.

"Well...I guess one dance won't hurt." Peter conceded, placing his camera into its case and setting it onto a table.

I get him out onto the dance floor then pull him in close with my arm around his waist. As we danced, we strike up a conversation. I learned that he lived with his aunt and is a huge nerd. Although, unlike Reed, his nerdiness is adorable.

"Has anyone ever told you how handsome and cute you are?" I asked leaning in close enough for our noses to barely touch each other.

"Stop, you're making me blush." Peter giggled, his cheeks and ears turning red.

"Can I kiss you now, Peter Parker?" I asked him.

"...yeah...yes you can." Peter nodded.

When our lips touched, I felt that same rush I feel when I flame on. If breathing wasn't such a necessity, I would gladly kiss this handsome boy for forever.

"Sorry, I wanna keep doing this, but I think my boss is glaring at me." Peter whispered, pulling away.

We both look over his shoulder and see that Jameson guy with that grumpy frown he does when he complains about my pal, Spidey.

"I should get back to work. It was nice dancing with you." Peter said before kissing my cheek and walking away.

After that we didn't see each other for the rest of the gala. On the way home, I told the others all about him.

"Awww, our little firebug's in love." Ben teased.

"I told you you would have fun." Sue said smugly.

"Did you get his number?" Reed asked.

"Oh sh*t, I forgot to ask for his number!" I gasped.

How could I forget to ask the cutest boy in the whole world for his number!? How am I gonna be able to get into touch with him to set up a date!? I place my head in my hands, pouting over my epic blunder.

"Doesn't that kid take pictures of your buddy, Spider-Man? Maybe he has his number." Ben suggested.

"Oh my god, Ben, you're a genius!...which is a first, haha." I said, perking up.

Yay, crisis averted, I'll just ask Spidey if he knows Peter's number. Spider-Man is, like, my best friend, I'm sure he'll make a great wingman.