His Little Spider

Outsider amongst the cheerful crowd

John's POV:

I was walking down the aisle with Mary Jane Watson,the love of my life. It was the happiest day of my life. I looked at her cheery face,and took in her beauty...that radiant smile,those beautiful blue orb like eyes,that golden brown hair...like gold...she was beautiful,just... beautiful.

I looked at the cheery crowd. Some were admiring us,some engrossed in their own conversation. I could hear the clicking of glasses,the chatter of the people,the occasional laughter,the praises and wonderful comments. I scanned the crowd.

And then...I spotted him.

Amongst the cheery crowd,stood like an outsider,Peter Parker. This guy worked at my father's office. He was staring,at us,his face blank.

Suddenly,I felt my senses skyrocket. I could suddenly see each and every minor detail of Peter. Those silent tears, sliding down his cheeks(why was he crying),their sound,the sound of his heart beating,the sight of his lip trembling,in acute detail. Hell,I could even smell the salt of his tears.

Wait,what was happening with me? And, why was he so...broken?

I took the decision. I was going to confront him(and maybe...just maybe comfort him,do I need to comfort him though? Maybe I will)

*few hours later*

The celebrations were finally over. I headed in search of Peter. After searching every nook and cranny,I found him at the balcony, staring out.

"Hey man" I said.

He turned around,his face a mess of dry tears and puffy red eyes. He smiled ( which was evidently fake), "oh,hi John, congrats man."

"Thanks" I said, "hey man,I saw you few hours back,you looked...sad. Everything fine?"

He tried to frantically lie,I could tell from his heartbeat (why can I hear his heartbeat though?),"oh... nothing man. Just, family... things. Nothing serious, I'm good."

"alright..." I said,then I held his hand, "hey listen,umm...if ya need anything, I'm here,man. You should always share your feelings with someone,helps you keep light."

Why was I saying all this?! This was all so awkward...I've rarely met this dude. He literally worked at my dad's office.

Even Peter seemed surprise. Then, with a faint smile,he nodded,thanked me and turned back.

I too,left.

This was awkward...