Scrapes and Bruises [Ethan Landry x Reader]

three.

ethan landry lost his punctuality with the spider-powers he wielded. it was hard to imagine that the boy who showed up at least 45 minutes late to any event once had a reputation for arriving 5 minutes early, at all times, prior to the additional job he'd taken on.

and so his heart raced and adrenaline pumped throughout his body as ethan swung from building to building, deterred by disasters he couldn't help but prevent. ethan swung until he got to a place he could safely unmask, and then he ran as fast as his long legs could take him.

the class was silent, save for the booming voice of your professor. the peace of the class was interrupted with the echoing slam of the door as ethan raced in, out of breath. before the professor could say anything, ethan was apologizing, slowly backing into his seat next to you.

"ethan!" you nag as soon as he sits down and your professor resumes his lesson. "you're an hour late!"

"which means we still have an hour left," ethan grins, smile faltering upon seeing your expression. "glass half full?"

"i'm seriously gonna kill you," you say, shoving ethan's shoulder.

ethan winces and your face contorts in worry, leaning in closer.

"did you get in a fight?" you ask quietly. "did you get hurt?" worry is etched in your features as you examine ethan for any visible injuries.

"yeah, on the... i slammed into the door too hard..."

the worry drops on your face and you shove ethan again.

"ow!" ethan protests, though the developing bruise didn't hurt that bad.

"i took notes for you," you say, sliding over ethan's notebook (when did you grab that?) and a spare pen.

ethan leaned in quickly to peck your cheek, taking his notebook back gratefully.

"have i told you how amazing i think you are?" ethan opened up his notebook to the place where you stopped, scrawling down things as the professor said them.

"you can keep reminding me," you say, trying your best to fight back a smile.

ethan reached for his bag — only to realize it was not right next to him.

before ethan could groan, you placed his school bag in his lap at this point, you didn't even have to open your mouth to chastise him.

"i left my stuff at yours?" ethan asked, already knowing the answer.

"mm-hmm," you nod and ethan can't decipher the expression on your face.

ethan gets out his laptop and places it in front of him, opening it up to reveal a sticky note on the corner of the screen.

have a good day baby :)

it was your handwriting and ethan looked over to see you avoiding his eyes.

"you were supposed to see that when you weren't right next to me," you mumbled.

ethan could only grin, leaving the note on despite it blocking a portion of his screen.

"i really don't think i tell you it enough," ethan started. "but you are seriously the best thing that's ever happened to me." his voice drips with sincerity and quiet vulnerability.

you're quiet for a few moments but you finally look at ethan and the softness in his warm brown eyes. you couldn't really contain your smile if you tried.

"you can't say things like that when i can't kiss you."

"i mean you could..." ethan trails off at the look you give him. "wait till after class?"