Snow

Part 1

You rushed through the courtyard and down the street. Snow lightly clung to your hair as wind whipped around you. You held your hand to your mouth to cover your poor frozen nose. You were running late.

You saw him before he saw you. He stood under a canopy. His puffy coat was pulled tight and you could see his red ears peaking from the end of his blue beanie. Peter was looking wistfully at the nice warm cafe across the street.

You hustled to him as fast as your cold legs could carry you. Peter looked up before you could surprise him and he smiled widely. He grabbed your arm and pulled you into the safety of the cafe. He always looked at you so softly.

Peter brushed the snow from your hair before removing his beanie. He slung his head around and snow flung off everywhere. You giggled as an older man gave you both a look.

"Sorry," Peter said smiling. "Do you want to order something to eat? I'm pretty hungry."

"Peter Parker, you are always hungry," you said walking to a small table in the corner by the window. Snow piled up on the outside of the window sill.

A small overworked waitress came to take your order. Peter ordered a hot chocolate and a burger. You got a coffee. You pulled your gloves and coat off and looked around. A football game played on a small tv by the register. Holiday music played in the background.

"Were you waiting long," you asked Peter.

"No, It wasn't that long. I like the snow anyways," Peter said smiling. He was lying. He was frozen to the core. You grabbed his bare hand with your own. His hand was freezing.

"Let's meet in the cafe next time. I feel bad that you are frozen," you said rubbing his frozen hand in your warm hands. Peter smiled. He bent and kissed your hand. His face was beginning to flush as he slowly warmed up.

The waitress brought your drinks and his food. Peter offered you some fries as he devoured the burger. You barely picked at his fries knowing he could eat everything and more. Ever since he became Spider-Man, Peter was constantly hungry.

Peter excitedly talked about his project in biochemistry. You listened without really understanding. You had met when Peter tutored you in freshman biology in uni.

"Pete, I hate to interrupt but you have hot chocolate there," you pointed. Peter swiped completely around it. "No there," you pointed again. He wiped to the side of it. Finally you grabbed a napkin and wiped it for him.

"Uh..huh thanks,"Peter said scratching the back of his neck. He was bright red. You bit your lip to not smile at how cute he looked.

"What's a girlfriend for?" You asked joking. You scooted out of your seat and sat next to the boy. Peter quickly scooted over to make room. Your thigh touched his and you turned to look at him. The cafe was so busy that you felt alone.

Your hands wrapped around his neck and you felt his heart beating fast. Peter lightly gripped your waist. His eyes dipped to look at your lips. Your pulled his face to your and your lips touched softly. His cool lips against your warm. You wrapped your hand in his curls as you kissed. His kiss was soft and sweet.

His tongue softly licked your lips and you opened your mouth. He tentatively explored your mouth. Now, Peter could hear your heart pounding. He tasted like hot chocolate. His smell was all Peter, with clean soap and something that reminds you of the science lab.

Peter barely stroked your side with his hands. He was a good guy. He was sweet and kind and yours. You wished this moment would last forever.

You were wrenched from the kiss by Peter tensing right before a horrifying sound of metal cracking and glass shattering. Peter wrapped you tight to his body and pulled you both to the floor away from the window. You laid on his chest with your eyes clenched tightly closed.