Y/N is born with a gifted ability. She's able to see the past of someone by a physical contact or by their objects.
She's always alone. Only one person accepts her. That person is Gwen Stacy. They became the best of friend. Y/N have to leave New Y...
"You're right... You tried to save her. I'm sorry for acting the way I am. I'm just shocked that Gwen is not here anymore. She was my best-friend. My precious friend. The only person who accepts my difference" I say as a tear escapes my eyes. "Difference?" He questions. I nod my head and look down. "Pshychometry" I say. "What?" He said. "Pshychometry. The ability to see someone's past from physical contact or their belongings" I explain. "So that's how..." He say. I nod "yeah... That's how I know who you are" I say.
We continue to talk more. I told him about my past and he told me his. Slowly our friendship grows and he became my close friends.
Unbeknown to us... The starts of our friendship is gonna be something more in the future
-Hangout with Peter-
Y/N P.O.V
It's weekend. I don't feel like doing anything, so I just laid on my bed. But after a while of laying down, I start to feel a bit bored.
The feeling of boredom is starting to eat me out, I decided to get up and find something to do. I walk towards the living room of my apartment. Then my stomach starts to growl. "I'm hungry... I'm gonna make something to eat then" I say to myself and head towards the kitchen.
As I cook, I heard a knock from the front door. Confused, I turn the stove off and rinse my hands. I walk to the front door and opens it. "Peter" I say, surprised. He smiles at me "hey, Y/N" he said. I move aside and let him in. He walks towards the living room. I trail behind him, still confused. "How'd you know I lived here?" I asks. He turns to me "Gwen's Mom" he said. "Of course" I say, chuckling slightly. He laughs with me. "What are you doing before I got here?" He asks. I walk towards the kitchen "cooking" I answer.
I turn the stove back on and continue cooking. "It smells nice" Peter said from behind me. "You think so?" I asks. "Yeah" he said. I turn to him, who's sitting on the dining table. I smile at him "you're lucky I made more" I say. He beams at me. He patiently wait for me to finish my cooking.
After a while, I'm finally done. I turn the stove down and place it on the dining table with a little help from Peter. He stares at the meal with glimmering eyes. "Woah... They look so yummy"
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I giggle at his excitement. "Well... What are you waiting for? Let's dig in" I say. He eagerly take some sandwich in his hands and take a large bite. I look at him wide-eyes "woah... Slow down" I say. He just chewed on the sandwich, completely ignoring me. After he swallowed the first bite, he turn to look at me "this taste amazing!!" He said. I laugh at his reaction "I'm glad you think so" I say and start eating mine. He laughs with me. We continue eating with a comfortable silent engulfing us.
After a while, I'm finally done eating and so is Peter. I take all the dirty dishes and place them on the sink. I was about to wash them, when a hand was place on my hand. I instantly pull my hand back. "S-sorry... I forgot about your ability" he said nervously. "It's okay..." I say quietly. I look at him "why are you stopping me?" I asks turning to look at him. "I wanna wash it for you" he said. I shook my head "no... There's no need. I can do it" I say. He pouts "let me" he whines. I sigh "Alright" I say, moving aside. He smiles and pull up his sleeve. Then he starts washing the dishes. "I'll be in the living room" I say. He nods in respond. I smile at him and turn around, making my way to the living room.
I sit on the couch and take my fav book. I start reading. But after a while I felt bored. I glance around the room until they landed on my piano. 'Gwen...' I thought. Gwen and I used to play guitar and sing together. I place the book down and stand up, sitting down on the seat. I start playing a few tune. Then I start singing.
I remember tears streaming down your face When I say I'll never let you go
When all those shadows Almost killed your light I remember you said Don't leave me here alone
I keep singing as tears stream down my eyes. I didn't notice Peter enters the living room, hearing me singing.
Once the song is over, I jump at the sound of his clapping. I turn around "damn you! You scared me" I say. He just laugh at me. He make his way and sit next to me. "You're amazing, Y/N" he said. I look down "it was nothing, compare to Gwen. She played better than I do (I don't know if she can, just go along with it)" I say. He place a hand on my shoulder. I turn to him and he reach up, wiping the tears that's falling from my eyes. I just stare at him. He stares at me intensely. He starts leaning in. I starts leaning in as well. But before our lips could touch, I pull away. "I'm sorry" I say. "N-no it's okay... I understand" he said.
I look at him "I'm just not ready to be in a relationship yet. Everyone always left me, the moment they find out about my secret" I say. "I would never leave you, Y/N" he said. I look at him "thank you, Peter" I say, leaning my head on his shoulder. He place his hand on my head and start caressing my hair gently. "Can you play some more tune for me?" He asks in a gentle voice. I move my head from his shoulder and look at him. I smile "sure..." I say. He smile back at me.
That's how I spend my weekend. Peter stayed at my place the whole day. We played music, sing and watch some movie together. We continue to hang out, until it was starting to get late. "I better get going" he said, standing up. I escort him to the front door. He waves at me before walking away.
I went to my room and took my pyjamas. I head to the bathroom and take a shower. Once I'm done, I flop myself on my bed and close my eyes. Slowly fall asleep.
