{Spider-Man}
{Meetup - Peter Parker X reader X Harry Osborne}
Casual. Keep it casual. Harry Osborne, your life long friend you drifted away from, walked past you. You sighed in relief, and then something bad to ruin it.
"(y/n)!" Someone called. You turned to see Harry signaling you.
"Uh- hi?" You said awkwardly. He ran a hand through his hair and flattened out the bangs. You looked into his vivid eyes, and a small blush danced across his pale cheeks.
"How've you been?" He asks, scratching his neck.
"Good, Good, how about you?"
"You know, the usual, just running the company, since you know, the whole dad on deathbed thing." He said nervously.
"I know how you feel, I had to take over the resteraunt when Dad died." You nodded solemnly.
"(y/d/n) passed?" He asked, a sad expression crossing his face. You nodded.
"You work here?" He inquiried.
"No, no, just dropping some food off for my boyfriend." You said, and saw Harry's face fall.
"Just kidding. Still single. Lonely life." You chuckled "You remember Gwen?" He nodded, "yeah, well giving her some food". He smiled.
He brought you up to his office, and you caught up on each other's lifes.
"Can I have your number?" he asked, taking out his phone.
"Smooth Harry Smooth." You chucked, but slid out your phone from your pocket. You exchanged numbers and left the building, leaving Harry in a state of awe. He remembered in age old crush on her, and it reignited when he saw how beautiful she turned out to be.
*at a random coffee shop*
You stood in line, impatiently tapping your foot in a rhythmic pattern on the floor. Suddenly, you felt someone grab your elbow. You turned t see none other than Peter Parker.
"Peter?" You asked. He ran his hand through his messy brown hair, and smiled like an idiot.
"You look beautiful- I mean nice, but not like not pretty, I mean you look pretty, I mean, you look ok- you don't look ok- I mean your not ugly- but your like pretty- I don't think you're pretty- but I don't think your ugly- I like you I mean how you look I mea-" you chuckled at his adorable geekiness.
"thank you for the endless stream of complements Peter" you smirked.
"Your welcome, Lady (y/n)" he countered, the line moved forward suddenly, and you felt yourself getting pushed into him.
Your lips were centimeters apart, and both of you were trying hard not to give in to the temptation to kiss each other. Every part of your body was screaming to move just a little bit forward. It was at that moment Harry Osborne decided to walk into that random coffee shop on that random street. And it just happened to be the one where his crush and his enemy was about to kiss.
His eyes widened with anger and jealousy, and walked up to (y/n). He put a mask of happiness on, and broke them apart to say hello.
"Hey Peter" he said, a bitter and disgusting taste filling his mouth at the mention of his name. He nodded towards (y/n). You smiled weakly and turned around. Harry grabbed Peter by the collar and dragged him outside.
"What was that for?! I was so up ahead in the line!"
"Oh shut up! What did you think you were going there? Huh!" Harry said, anger seeping into his words.
"She mine, keep your hands off her" Peter spat.
"No she's mine you filthy egocentric ass!" Harry hissed. They both glared at each other. You walked outside to see each other at their throats.
"Break it up ladies" you said, spreading them apart after putting your coffee down. They say ok opposite sides of the table, still glaring at each other, as you say on the side. (Position- :•)
You smiled at both of them, and their gazes softened.
"Hey Peter, can I get your number?" You ask causually. He smirks and exchanges phones. He gives it back. Everyone eases up, and then starts to talk about life.
Suddenly, your phone rings loudly. You pick it up, still smiling, and the your face drop.
"Wait what?" pause. "It's on-" pause "No it can't be" pause" NO NO NO" pause "is everyone ok then?" pause. "Ok ok Ikl be there in 20."
"What happened?" They both asked at the same time.
"Someone lit my house on fire."
