the replay of the memories / peter parker x mj

part five / cuddling

After about an hour of talking, crying and hugging, MJ decided to head to bed and May did the same. MJ changed into one of Peters old sweatshirts, taking in the scent of Peter. She looked around Peter's room, half her wardrobe was in a pile on his floor from all the times she slept over when she couldn't sleep. So many firsts happened here in his room. Their first kiss, their first "I love you"s and a few other things too. She looked outside his window. The streets were quieter than usual, everyone must be uneasy about what happened. Her included. The thought of it all make her choke on her own breath. She found it hard to breath. She rushed to open to the window and went out onto his fire escape. Her hair was captured by the wind, blowing in all different directions.

She remembered the first time she went over to his apartment. He was nervous as always, he fidgeted with his fingers. He lead her in the door and she followed his footsteps.

'Hey Peter how was your- Oh! Hey you must be Michelle, how are you!" Aunt May said as she prepared food in the kitchen.

"Hey Mrs Parker also you can call me MJ!" MJ replied back, trying to make a good first impression

"Oh well then I guess you can just call me May, or Aunt May if you want!" May said back, a wide grin on her face. MJ just smiled back in return.

"May I'm just gonna show MJ my room, the food smells good by the way" Peter butted in

"Why thank you its a new meatloaf recipe, lets hope it tastes as good as it smells though. You two have fun" May said as we headed to Peters room.

Peter's room was cleaner than your average teenager's room. He had bunk beds and there was posters of Star Wars on his walls.

"It's cool" MJ said abruptly

"What is?" He replied

"Your room. I like it. You might want to empty a drawer though, I can guarantee I'm gonna end up leaving a lot of my stuff here if you know what I mean" MJ said which a light laugh under her breath, walking around his room, taking it all in. After half an hour of trying to decide a movie to watch, Peter managed to persuade MJ to watch Star Wars. He really was obsessed with the franchise but MJ didn't mind. She ended up falling asleep on his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around her until the movie ended when he picked her up bridal style, carried her to his room and tucked her into his bed, she was already wearing his pyjamas. However, MJ was a light sleeper and woke up to the sound of him closing the door.

"Hey" she said in a tired, croaky voice "Where are you going?"

"Oh I was just gonna sleep on the couch, I-I didn't want to make it weird or anything" He said, embarrassingly but adorably nervous

"Man get over here of course it wouldn't be awkward, you're my boyfriend after all" MJ replied reassuringly. Peter then crawled into bed next to her and put his arm around her as she snuggled into him. She looked up at him and their lips met, MJ's tongue brushed against his bottom lip, making him open his mouth more, deepening the kiss. They then cuddled for a while and eventually they fell asleep. It was the perfect evening. They both felt safe with each other. They had so much love for each other.

MJ crawled into Peter's bed where they had cuddled more times than she could count. Holding back tears, she noticed how weird it was to be here without him, she had been in his bed by herself before when she waited for him to come home from being on duty but the difference between those nights and this night is that she before she could sleep with the fact that she knew he could be home soon, now she didn't. She didn't even know is Peter was alive anymore. She grabbed a pillow from the top bunk and held it in her arms tight, tears slowing dripping down her face and onto the pillow as she fell asleep to the soothing smell of Peter.