Peter dodged several bullets coming his way. Completely ignoring his wound. He quickly finished off the guards. Peter winced as he swung away from the scene. Leaving the webbed-up guards for the police. He made his way to his apartment, ready to crash for the night and maybe eat a sandwich. Or two. Landing on the rooftop, he swiftly changed into his street clothes. "How does Spider- Duchess do it?" He wondered to himself. She seemed to change clothes quicker than he ever could. He shook the thoughts from his head and entered the building. He trekked down the hall towards his door when he was greeted by a neighbor. He refrained from rolling his eyes at the older lady. "Where have you been? Coming back late like this. You outta be ashamed of yourself. Disgracing your family. I'm sure they taught you otherwise. Right?" Peter opened his mouth to respond but she stopped him. "Nope! I don't want to hear it. Go home." Peter crossed his arms.
"Well, I was going to until you stopped me." He sassed. Man, he thought. That felt good... sorta'. She huffed at him and went inside of her room. Then before she shut the door she whispered, "Addict."
"To what?" Peter chuckled, not really caring for the answer. Maybe he would admit that he was slightly, ever so addicted to --- really enjoyed. Being Spider-Man. He shrugged it off and finally stopped in front of his apartment door. Well, former apartment at that point. He groaned and snatched to eviction notice from the door. "How am I supposed to pay this off in a day?" He whined, opening the door. He looked around to small living space and sighed. He shut the door behind him and sat down on his bed. His phone buzzed not even a minute after him sitting. He pulled it off the bedside table and had to blink a few times to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
MJ:
Hey Tiger,
Do you wanna get coffee later?
Peter blinked again before responding.
Sure,
You pick the place and time.
MJ:
Cool.
See you at the Coffee Bean tomorrow at 3:00.
Peter smiled as he put his phone away. After quickly changing into his pajamas he slipped four Pop Tarts into the microwave and checked his phone again. His eyebrows furrowed when he saw a text from a random number. He quickly opened it and read it.
???:
Hey,
This is Peter right?
This is Y/n from feast
Peter's eyes widened as he read it over and over to make sure he had really seen it with his own eyes. He took a deep breath and began to type. "Dear Y/n..." He began. "Wait, no. That's too formal. Okay. Hi Y/n! Yeah, this is Peter. Ugh! No. Get a grip Parker. It's just this girl."
Hey Y/n
Yeah it's Peter.
???
Cool
Leaving ur number on someone's cup is really... Interesting
Cheesy you mean?
???
... Interesting I said
Sure...
???
You know what?
Nvm
See you at FEAST tmr
...
???
Um... When?
Peter would admit that he was a little out of touch. Miles even tried to give him a class on how to be "hip". Did people even use that expression anymore?
Y/n
Ur kidding right?
U don't know what "tmr" means?
Um... No.
Y/n
How old are you man?
XD
Hope that didn't sound mean...
Peter shouldn't have been too affected by it, she even made sure that didn't take it the wrong way. But he was, it hurt. For someone other than him (and Jonah) to voice his biggest insecurities
Y/n
Hey, I didn't want to be mean
I'm sorry if I did.
I'll leave you alone now.
Peter decided it was for the best and laid down to get at least four hours of sleep. If he got that much.
He somehow got less than four hours. Which seemed a bit painful --- even for him. Peter laid in bed staring at the ceiling for what seemed like hours, then decided to grab his belongings and head out the door. If he was going to get evicted he didn't want his valuables to be thrown away. The older lady greeted him in the hall. "I see you're being evicted. Hmph! Good riddance. We won't miss having you around, boy!" She walked back into her apartment, slamming the door behind her. Peter smiled and called after her. "I'll miss you too!" He finished leaving the apartment building and started down the street.
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MJ's POV
"Where are you going Watson!" Jameson screamed at me. I winced as I realized how futile my attempt had been at leaving the building. Slowly, I turned around and slumped in defeat. "I was going to meet a friend for coffee, Jonah." I said to him with a prominent frown. Of course his frown outweighed mine and left me feeling like I hadn't even fazed him. "Well. You better be back before I call you!"
"And when is that?" I asked in an exasperated tone. "WHENEVER I feel like it Watson. Now. Be gone!" I rolled my eyes and quickly left the Bugle. I looked down at my phone, noticing a text from Robbie, telling me that I had my usual lunch break hours. I smirked as I headed to Peter's apartment. I might as well hang out with Peter already.
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Peter made it a couple blocks down the road before he stopped with a sigh.
As fate would have it, MJ bumped into him. "Oh! Hey Tiger." She smiled at him. "Hey!" He would've waved if his hands weren't full of trash bags. "Why...?" She eyed the bags in confusion.
"Let's get that coffee. Then I'll tell you." Peter sighed. "I'm up for that."
Peter and MJ sat in window booth at the coffee shop across from each other. MJ had just finished laughing about something that Peter had said. "Really?!" She asked him breathlessly. Peter nodded. "Yeah. Anyway, why'd you ask me to come here?" MJ sighed and said, "It's not too good Pete."
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Two Spiders One Line (Very Inconsistent Updates)
FanfictionY/n L/n was bit by a radioactive spider, she's also an infamous villain who goes by Spider-Duchess. Peter Parker was also bit by a radioactive spider, who happens to be a famous hero who goes by Spider-Man. They both have powers; they both are doin...
