two sided | peter parker

XXII | devotion

『de·vo·tion | noun | love, loyalty, or enthusiasm for a person, activity, or cause』

"FRANCE WAS ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL," She answered, smiling warmly as Pepper braided her hair in a motherly manner. Y/n always missed this; these little moments she cherished when she was six, and now they were recreated by someone that wasn't her mother. Pepper glanced at her through the mirror, putting another strand over the other.

"What was your favorite part?" She asked, straightening the ends and making sure they parted cleanly before continuing to braid her hair. Y/n tapped her thighs, occasionally look up and into the mirror as she licked her lips. The girl let a small smile grace her lips. "Probably the pastries, they were really good." She admitted, giggling. 

Pepper pursed her lips, inhaling sharply as she was about to speak of another topic. Quickly, she changed when something else came up. "What about fighting crime there? Is it a lot more dangerous?" She questioned, tying off the braid and stepping back as Y/n took the comb from Pepper, brushing her fingers against the ends. 

Y/n set the comb back on the dresser after a bit, a sigh escaping her lips. "It's about the same, really. They don't seem to understand how we work, though. It's much easier to catch someone there than here." Standing up, she reached over to hug Pepper as the woman hugged back almost instinctively.

"I owe you and Tony a lot, Pepper. I can't thank you two enough." The blonde smiled, pulling back and tucking a strand of h/c hair behind the girl's ear. "You, Chip, Faye, Ebony, and Eden being here is enough. Family is family, right?" Pepper nodded, the smile reaching her eyes as she tilted her head. 

Y/n nodded back, beaming as she thanked Pepper again and walked out of the room. Heading down the hall, she peeped her head inside as she gazed at her friends. Faye was randomly dancing around, faking karaoke with Charlie as they screamed into invisible microphones as . . . Baby One More Time by Britney Spears played from Ebony's laptop.

Eden was recording it, catching Y/n walking in and joining the dancing. Spinning Faye around, she danced herself and bopped her hip to Ebony's hip. Y/n chose a different song, Toxic taking over the speaker of the room. Now, all of them were involved, except for Eden who kept video taping it.

Instead of karaoke, they screamed the lyrics. "TOO HIGH, CAN'T COME DOWN!" Charlie hit a voice crack, making them all laugh momentarily. As they recovered from their cackles, the group continued on until they could barely breathe. Collapsing to the ground, they laughed and laughed as their stomachs ached and tears leaked from their eyes.

In all the times, all the heartbreak, all the flights, all the memories, Y/n was absolutely sure that she'd never felt this much euphoria or joy in her entire lifetime. "That was fucking insane." Eden didn't even try to censor that in front of Faye anymore, laughing at Charlie's statement and losing it all over again as his forehead hit the carpet.

"I-Iconic," Ebony was barely able to rasp out, breathing heavily as her heart thumped vigorously at a pace that she swore she had never felt before. Y/n sighed, closing her eyes. "God, I love you all so much." Chip playfully smacked Y/n's arm, a chuckle coming out of him as his lips turned into a small smirk. "You ruined the comedy, loser."

She rolled over onto her stomach, slapping his chest before sitting up as Ebony seemed to do the same. Faye rolled onto Eden, the boy sitting up with his little sister in his lap. Charlie stretched a bit before sitting up, his mossy eyes scanning the others. Y/n spoke up, touching her braid lightly. "Yeah, well, someone had to, loser."

Ebony smiled, her lip gloss glistening slightly in the light. With her circular gold rimmed glasses, they reflected into a shade of yellow wherever the light shined on them the most. Hair up in space buns and straight bangs over her forehead, they swished at her next movement. "Both of you are such losers,"

"And you're not?" Eden retorted, hands wrapped around his little sister's waist. As another twenty minutes of bantering was about to kick in, Tony knocked on the door and interrupted the conversation. "Just letting you know that the party will start in about two hours. So, I suggest that you all get dressed. All of your rooms are stocked with designer stuff already." 

He offered a pair of thumbs up with another reassuring nod, walking away shortly after. Ebony stood up, sighing. "Well, I'm going to go then. I'm planning to do a complex eye shadow style anyway. I'll see you all in about an hour and a half." She waved, walking away towards her room with her ideas of what to wear set in mind.

"I should go too; it'll be a while until this mess looks well dressed." Snapping her fingers snazzily, Y/n stood up and smiled at the boys as Faye tugged her hand, following behind her. "Can you help me pick an outfit, Y/n?" She asked politely, slightly pulling Y/n towards her room. Y/n caved in at the girl's puppy eyes, a groan escaping her lips. "Alright, fine."

It didn't take long to find Faye a fitting dress. Apparently, Tony went for a general array of what he figured everyone's style was. Her closet was filled with simple dresses and a variety of green colors, followed by some one inch and two inch wedges and flats. Jewelry just happened to be clear crystal necklaces and earrings.

"Here, this'll do." It was a nice forest green dress that reached just an inch above her knee. Along with that were some glossy cream colored flats, Y/n tilting her head with a smile. "Pepper and Ebony are a lot better at hair than me, promise you that. So, just ask one of them to do your hair for the party, okay?"

The girl nodded, Y/n retreating back to her own room. Opening her own closet, her eyes widened and her jaw fell at the sight. Gucci, Versace, Louis Vuitton, Tommy Hilfiger, you name it. Every single brand name she had sworn to ever window shopped for was there, present and open to her choice and eyes.

Jaw still open, the girl uttered out two words.

"Holy shit."