Hidden Changes

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In the cosy apartment of the Parker family, the morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow on the scene. Y/N Parker, the younger brother of the famous Peter Parker, was hunched over the breakfast table, devouring his cereal with the enthusiasm of a starved superhero. Aunt May stood nearby, shaking her head with a fond smile as she watched him.

"Y/N, slow down, you'll choke," she chuckled, her eyes twinkling. "By the way, Peter's coming home from college today."

Y/N paused mid-bite, his spoon hovering in the air. He rolled his eyes dramatically, a playful groan escaping his lips. "Great, just what I needed. Sharing a room with Mr. Perfect again," he muttered, though a hint of a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Guess I'll have to hide my comic books better this time."

Aunt May laughed, ruffling his hair. "Oh, come on, you know you missed him."

Y/N shrugged, trying to maintain his nonchalant façade. "Yeah, yeah. Maybe a little." He resumed his breakfast, secretly looking forward to his brother's return.

Aunt May's laughter filled the kitchen, and she gave Y/N a playful nudge. "Alright, mister, finish up and get changed for school. Unless, of course, you want to go in your pyjamas."

Y/N's eyes widened in horror as he looked down at his attire. He had completely forgotten he was wearing Peter's old Hello Kitty pyjamas, a desperate last-minute choice after realizing he hadn't done his laundry. The pink and white ensemble was definitely not the look he wanted to sport in front of his classmates, especially the girls.

"Aunt May!" he groaned, his face turning a shade of red that matched the cartoon cat on his shirt. "You can't be serious. I can't go to school like this!"

Aunt May chuckled, clearly enjoying his discomfort. "Well, maybe next time you'll remember to do your laundry. But don't worry, I won't let you leave the house like that. Just hurry up and change before you miss the bus."

Y/N scrambled out of his chair, muttering under his breath about the unfairness of it all. "Great, now I have to find something that doesn't make me look like a total dork," he grumbled, heading towards his room.

As he disappeared down the hallway, Aunt May called after him, "And don't forget to brush your hair! You never know who you might run into today."

Y/N rolled his eyes again, but a small smile played on his lips. Despite the teasing, he knew Aunt May had his back. He just hoped Peter wouldn't find out about the Hello Kitty pyjamas. That was a story he didn't need circulating around school.

Y/N dashed into his room, flinging open his closet doors with a sense of urgency. He rifled through his clothes, searching for something that would help him make a good impression at school. After a few moments of deliberation, he settled on his favourite outfit: a pair of slim-fit jeans, a graphic tee featuring a retro band logo, and a well-worn denim jacket. He completed the look with a pair of white sneakers and a simple leather bracelet.

As he pulled on his clothes, he glanced at himself in the mirror, adjusting his hair to achieve that perfect, tousled look. Satisfied with his appearance, he grabbed his backpack and headed back to the kitchen.

Aunt May was waiting for him, a teasing smile on her face. "Much better. You look almost presentable now," she said, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Just remember, no more borrowing Peter's pyjamas, okay?"

Y/N rolled his eyes but couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, yeah, I got it. Thanks, Aunt May."

She gave him a quick hug and handed him his lunch. "Have a great day at school, Y/N. And try not to get into too much trouble."

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