Venting. But, Not At 3AM.

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Swearing.

Peter's POV
It feels like time stopped.  

"Did-did we just..." I stutter awkwardly, knowing the answer. Rory's face is turning red and I laugh.

"Are you...blushing?" 

"What? No, of course not!" Rory shrieks.

"Yeah, right."

"It's- it's just cold." Lies.

"I thought you couldn't feel the cold!" 

"... damn it."  Hah, knew it.

"Creeper." Rory says, randomly.
"Aw man!" I've had to say this so much, it's now instinct.

Aurora's POV
I look over at Peter and see him shivering.

"You ok?" 

"J-just cold" He replies, shivering like mad.

I shrug off my jacket and pass it to him.

"Put it on, I don't get cold" I instruct, moving closer to him.

He puts his head on my shoulder and he's cold.

"Hey did you know that the flat earth society has members all over the globe?" I joke.

"Hold up, how does that work?" 

"It doesn't." Duh.

"Hey, your shivering, even with my jacket. Let's go inside." 

"O-ok, I guess...?" Was that a question or an answer?

He stands up and runs inside.

"Betcha can't catch me!"  He calls from ahead.

"Oh it is on Spidey!" I chase him back inside and... where the fuck did he go?

Wait. Oh hell no. Did I seriously forget what his coolest ability- 

Something sticky grabs my normal arm. Yes. Yes I did. Oh for crying-

"Ew what the fuck?" What is this? 

I look up and see... Oh great. 

"Haha! Forgot I can stick to walls did you?" Holy shit, remind me to never ever piss Pete off.

He crawls away which honestly reminds me of a demonic possession movie thing.

"What the...." 

"Uh, heyyyy Tony." I mumble, knowing how awkward this looks.

"How did-do I wanna know?" He sighs.

"Ok, here." He sprays my wrist with... whatever this is.

Whatever it is, it dissolved the webs.

"I'm going to find you Peter!" I whisper in a sing song voice.

Peter's POV

Oh shit. I scramble through the vents and hope that either Mr Clint or Ms Nat aren't hiding in the vents as I crawl deeper into the maze.

"I'm coming to get you!" I can literally FEEL the adrenaline racing through my veins.

Shoot shoot shoot! 

I hear crashing and see... 

"Oh hey Mr Clint"  That was close.

"What are you doing?" Hiding. 

"Just chillin'" Wow.

"Cool, cool." Wow, he believed that?

I crawl away and try to find a room that hopefully, is empty. 

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