the replay of the memories / peter parker x mj

part six / popcorn kernels

On the second week without Peter she looked out on the streets of Queens from the window of her and Peter's café, at all the people who were walking past, carrying on with their lives as if nothing happened. She didn't understand how people could move on so quickly. She felt like she was super glued to the past, she couldn't quite just simply let go. She remembered how Peter had actually talked to her about a situation like this. It was a rainy night and Peter had swung to MJ's apartment with a deep cut in his chest. MJ cleaned his wound and patched him up and when she was finished they sat on her bed with a bowl of popcorn.

"I'm sorry MJ" he said, out of the blue as MJ was in the middle of stuffing her face

"For what? You didn't spit a popcorn kernel back into the bowl did you?" She replied adding in an aspect of humour. He sat up.

"No, of course not, that's disgusting!" He said back to her "I meant sorry for coming here all wounded and making you patch me up, I should've been more careful tonight" he said a bit more sternly.

"Don't be sorry, I could've easily just left you to bleed out here on my bed, but I didn't because I knew i'd miss your hot bod too much" MJ said letting out a little giggle. Peter smiled down at her and took another mouthful of popcorn.

"I just want to remind you that my job is dangerous and I'm sorry if one day I don't make it home" He looked at MJ who had a more serious face.

"Peter... what's going on, what do you mean?" She said and she hat up, placing her hand on his

"What I'm trying to say is that I love you, and I want you to have the best in your life, and if someday shit hits and fan and something bad goes down with the Avengers, it's my duty as Spider-Man to go and help. But if I don't make it home you need to mark my words: Live your life, I want you to go out and explore the world. Discover new places, do what you do best, help people. I don't want you to ever put your life on hold for me. If I die, you need to promise me you will keep living your life, for me." Peter's eyes were tearing up as he looked over at MJ who had tears streaming down her face.

"Well lets hope shit doesn't hit the fan then, because I don't want to liven a world without you" she let out a small giggle and then cuddled into his side

"I love you so much." She mumbled

"I love you more, Em" he replied, planting a kiss on her forehead.

She hated how she was so oblivious to the possibility of that situation and how she just brushed it off. And here she is now, completely lost without him.

Oh how she would give the world just for one more day with him. Just so she could tell him how much he means to her, how much she loves him, how much she loves his weird science t-shirts and how she adores his passion and love for Star Wars. All she wanted to do was sit in their café once more and take it all in. The sight of him. His scent. The feel of her hands going through his hair. Him.