Peter B Parker x Miguel O'Hara oneshots

Highschool days PT. 2

Made by: Me
Song for the story: Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY
Sorry for not posting for a while

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The team lost because of him and he won't bring himself down for it. All he thought about was Miguel, and he wanted to be around the tall guy. Peter never thought about having an attraction to guys yet there he was, going crazy over a tutor who will see him soon. He just assumed he really liked the guy platonically and just never realized how cool of guy Miguel is. But still despite that loss he didn't blame his tutor, after all it wasn't his fault the football player thought about him when he should've been paying attention.
Peter quickly scurried into the library and waited for Miguel. He made sure to actually be a little nicer and show off his amazing homework scores.
Miguel bolted in the library right as the bell rang, catching his heavy breaths.
"Sorry I'm late." He wheezed, slowly sauntering towards the teen. He dropped his bag with one extra tied onto it. Peter was a little curious about it but said nothing of it.
"How was your class work? Easier? Anything you want to work on?" Miguel asked, rubbing his hair.
Peter's face got a little warm, the blood rushing to his face. He snapped back and nodded, a small smile across his face.
"I passed them all with a 75%!" Peter smirked, pointing gun fingers at him.
"That's.. good.. let's go for an 80 for the next few assignments, okay?" Miguel smiled, giving out a small chuckle.
Peter felt his palms sweat and eyes get wider with that reaction.
After a few seconds, Miguel stretched out his hand, palm facing up, and looked at Peter.
The jock never even realized what Miguel wanted and stretched his hand out toward him, almost holding it before the buff nerd  brought his hand back towards himself.
"What are- what are you doing? I'm asking for your assignments so I can see what you learned in your classes..?" Miguel looked confused and had his eyebrows furrowed.
"O-oh yeah- sorry, sorry.." Peter stuttered, scratching the back of his neck. He pulled out his homework folder and put them in Miguel's large hands. Realizing how stupid he was to think he wanted to hold hands.
Miguel felt a little embarrassed for not explaining himself but a little shocked Peter thought about holding his hand. He looked through the papers before getting distracted by Peter.
"Uhm so.. do you like anyone here.. like.. I don't know.. some.... girls.." Peter asked, making sure he was even into guys.
"Nope, I dated some girls but I'm kind of over that." He rolled his eyes. "Why?"
"Nothing I'm just.. curious.. you know.. uhh guy stuff.." He scratched the back of his head, voice shaky. "I've never dated women.. only one.. so.."
"I see." Miguel smirked before handing the folder with assignments back. "Welp let's get started."
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The bell rung and the two went their ways. Miguel went to the locker room and got ready for stretches and the trip for a gymnastics game. He was about to walk into the gym before getting called out by a familiar voice.
"Miguel! Miguel.. I accidentally grabbed your textbook with me thinking it was mines." Peter's breaths were quick, it was clear he ran to the gym from the class he was in.
"Oh thank you." Miguel grabbed the notebook out of Peter's hands and smiled at him.
Peter noticed the gymnastic uniform and quickly looked away, scratching the back of his head again.
"Heh yeah, just being Prince Charming yknow." The brown haired boy winked before turning away again and heading towards his class.
Miguel's eyes widened before going into the locker room to put his notebook away.
Does this guy like some girl in my gymnastics team? He thought, looking inside the gymnasium to see who it could be.
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Practice was great for Miguel and the game was almost great, except for the fact that when Miguel was tumbling he sprained his foot badly, leading him to get a cast for how bad it was. Which gave Miguel a lot of anger built inside of him. Anger he would usually keep to himself until now. He took gymnastics really seriously and was ticked off by almost anything at that point and didn't know how to fix it. All because the team almost lost with the bad landing. He believed it was because of tutoring getting him distracted, which led to him being a little angry at Peter. But he decided to keep to himself and continue tutoring.
As he limped down the hallway with his crutches he noticed a tired face staring at him. It was Peter and he looked rather concerned. Miguel couldn't go to school for a few days, so Peter had to have a different tutor for the mean time, which might be even longer if Miguel wasn't up for it.
"Hey, Mig.. how are you buddy..-"
"Don't start with your sly expression I'm just trying to get to class." Miguel snapped, interrupting the polite gesture.
Peter stepped back, a little shocked by the hurt teen's attitude.
"Now I would advise for you to go to your class as well." He sighed before continuing limping down the hallway.
Peter felt a little bad but obliged and walked back over to his class.
Miguel was tired and so was Peter, but the anger would go no where for either of them.
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I'm trying to build up the story to make it juicy, so prepare for the next part to be a little longer and juicer lol. It'll take a while since I want to do other one shots as well so please be patient and wait. I'm also going on an internet break and will write when I feel like it, but I promise I won't completely abandon this book since I'm proud of myself and my friend! :)