Heartbeat (A Beautiful Thing - SpideyChelle book 2)

Slow dancing (kinda)

A/N: Start the song when I said

Tony POV

We had done it. Strange was free and Ebony Maw was suffocating in space somewhere.

But I had 2 children, where I didn't want them.

Strange quite obviously wanted to speak with me by the way that he kept beckoning me over with one finger- but I had other priorities. Michelle came over to say hey. But, honestly 'hey' wasn't gonna cut it, so, as the kids strode towards me with wide smiles, I walked towards them in attempted to push them back into a close by storage room filled with boxes.

"I sent you two home!" I huff annoyed

"Well what did you expect us to do" Michelle retorts, walking back into some boxes "We have powers you can't expect me to just sit down while you kill yourself"

"No, and I can't fight worrying whether you two are going to kill yourself" I reply "This is not child's play"

"No, well we're not children" Peter spat

"Kids, no," I say stumbling on words "this is a one-way ticket this isn't a field trip if we go now we stay. You know that right"

I watch Michelle bow her head as if just releasing the velocity of the situation. I listen to a deep sigh from both of them and then she raises her head, scooping a single curl behind her ear "We know Tony... trust me we've thought this through"

"I - I need to protect you" I stutter

"Tony; I'm willing to die. No one else can make that decision for me"

Those words hit me like a dagger in my chest. How could she? How could she even think that may be a possibility? Of course, it was.. but she shouldn't have to. She was so young - had a life to live.

"This is what we want to do so let us" Peter demands before ushering me out the room. I couldn't change their minds.

Peter POV

I watch as Mr Stark fiddles with his hands anxiously as light begins to stream in through a small crack in the door, penetrating the darkness.

"I give in. You win" he says defeatedly "But you need to know what we're up against"

Then, for the next twenty minutes, he told us everything he knew for once. We were up against some genocidal titan who wanted to decimate half of the universe with a collection of infinity stones. Personally, I had never heard of them and they seemed to contrast with everything I had learnt in science, but again I would put it to the side until this whole ordeal was finished.

Mr Stark got up to leave and talk to the doctor but he hesitated for a short moment before turning to us one last time

Tony POV

However much I hate to admit it, I wasn't sure if they would make it back from this, so, going against my instincts, I granted their last wishes

"You're both Avengers," I say bluntly as I watch smiles play on their mouths before walking out and closing the door silently

Deep breaths, deep breaths

Peter POV

"Well that had a sombre tone," I look at MJ after a few moments of silence

"Yeah but we're Avengers now, this is what we wanted, isn't it?" She replies, trying to let cheer slip into her voice in the paralysing fear we both felt

"Do you feel that? The tingle?" I ask her "It's trying to tell us something"

More silence- this time maybe a minute of just staring at the blank wall in front of us. Silence between us was and always will be painful. It just felt wrong

"Fuck this" MJ curses, breaking the painful silence "We're dating, right? Why am I scared to hold your hand"

I say nothing, what was I supposed to say? I just offer her my hand and force a weak smile to which she pulls me up of the boxes I was perching on. She holds my hand against her chest and sighs. 

"What are we gonna do Peter?" she mumbles under her breath, just loud enough so I can hear her. I feel her sadness in the way she holds my hand. She is not scared as such but just nervous. There is no spark in her eyes and I instantly miss it

"Karen, play  MJ's favourite songs," I say, trying to lift the mood slightly. She looks perplexed as she wonders why I have a playlist of her favourite songs.

"Playing, Smithereens by Twenty One Pilots"

START SONG NOW

Michelle POV.

Why the hell did he keep a playlist of my favourite songs? I mean I wasn't complaining, just wondering when I could marry this dude. I have no more time to think through as the song begins as the sweet sound leads into the lyrics

"You know, I've always been collected calm and chill" the slow song plays as Peter grabs my other hand. 

"And you know I never look for conflict for the thrill" the song continues as he pulls me closer. 

As the song continues I start to warm up to the idea. It was an amazing song and I was happy to be able to now tie the lyrics to thoughts of Peter as we dance without a care in the world. 

We're giggling and laughing as if we aren't currently on our way to a foreign planet holding only death and destruction; no, in fact, I wished time would just pause for a couple of minutes. But I knew that wouldn't happen so, deciding to make the most of this moment so as the first chorus nears to a close I begin to hum gently and mumble some of the lyrics into his warm shoulder. 

We stay close for a minute as we rock to the rhythm of the track, our arms outstretched. It wasn't really a slow dance song but it was our song and at the end of the day who cared, we were happy- so light we could almost float. 

"For you, I'd go, step to a dude much bigger than me" I sing softly into his ear. His head bristles in shock that I can actually sing and nearly ends up on the floor as he trips over his own feet. 

He steps back in one swift movement and twirls me and I feeling like I am flying- more so when I am swinging on my webs- twirling like a giddy little girl as a feeling of pure joy rises from within me. I stop spinning and he pulls me into an intimate embrace, our foreheads are touching and I continue to sing the song, having memorised every word. 

"There's nothing in the world more calming than singing to you, Peter. Even if we are on our way to you know what" she mumbles into my neck before taking a step back