I ran to Central Park and climbed my tree. Took my notebook out of my backpack and started writing lots of things down, ideas of stories. When I couldn't think of a plot anymore, I started drawing Spider-Man without even noticing.
" Wow, I look good. "
The voice startled me and I almost fell off the tree, but a hand caught my arm. I looked at the red and blue figure in front of me with wide eyes.
" Y-You're— "
" Thanks, I get that a lot. "
I smiled a little after the shock.
" With all respect, what are you doing here? "
" Oh, I've seen you around. And then I saw my face in your notebook and saw it as something to make conversation. You're really good, by the way. He said, pointing at my drawing. "
I chuckled a little.
" Thanks. So, you've been stalking me? "
" I wouldn't say stalking, more like: admiring. "
" Hum. Isn't that what a stalker would say? "
" Good point. You probably shouldn't trust me at all. "
I laughed and shook my head a little bit.
" So what caught your attention, stalker? "
" Well, everyday, a beautiful girl climbs up this tree, writes a lot of things that I have no idea of what they are, and when she climbs down, she goes to a coffee shop and orders the same thing: a pumpkin spice latte. "
I narrowed my eyes at him.
" Okay. I know I was kidding before, but now you're really creeping me out here. "
He laughed.
" Sorry. "
I noticed he was watching the sunflower I drew by his side on the paper.
" You like sunflowers? "
I smiled.
" Yeah, they're my favorite. "
He nodded and started to stare.
" What's your name again? "
" Y/N. " I said. " What about yours? "
" I'm— " Before he completed it, he stopped. " Nice try. "
" It almost worked. " I shrugged with a smirk.
His mask lifted up a little and I could notice he was smiling.
" Well, I gotta go now. New York waits for me. Have a nice latte! " He winked, making me laugh and swung away.
We talked many days after that, and I ended up developing a crush on the superhero.
" Okay, if I fall, you catch me, right? "
" Yeah. " He got the grapes from the pot and I opened my mouth. He threw one after another, and I got all of them. He was going to throw the last one, but he threw it too far and I almost fell, but he webbed me and pulled me. I ended up very close to him, blushing a little. I swallowed thickly before pulling away, smiling.
" Your turn. " He lifted the mask up to his nose and opened his mouth.
Instead of throwing only one, I threw all of them, and one got into his mouth while the other six were thrown directly at his face. I started laughing and by the shape of his lips I noticed I was screwed. I jumped off the tree but he webbed me. The web glued to my body was also glued to the trunk. In another web, he appeared by my side.
" You're grounded. "
" Oh, come on! " I fake groaned.
" You deserve it. "
" Do I, though? "
He nodded.
" Unless... "
" Unless..? "
He held me by the waist and attached our bodies together with the webs. I was blushing deep red and let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. His hand was now on my nape, and the other on my waist. Being upside down couldn't get more comfortable. Our lips were brushing against each other, until he finally smashed them together. I imagined what people around us were thinking. Two upside down people kissing on the tree while one of them wore spandex. I pulled away, trying to breathe. This was really hard. He put us both on the ground again and got something on the grass. A little sunflower. He put it behind my ear and genteelly ran his fingers through my hair before kissing my forehead and swinging away, leaving me there, speechless.
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On the next day, I ran to the top of the tree and waited. Why was it taking so long for him to get there? Did he regret the other day? Was it bad? I was tapping my fingers against my notebook when a brown haired boy appeared on the tree. I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows." Can I help you? " I asked slowly.
" I... Yeah, you can. " His voice was so familiar, but yet, I couldn't remember seeing him somewhere.
" Is it quick? I um... I'm waiting for someone. "
He cleared his throat and sat in front of me. His posture looked like someone's I knew...
Suddenly, he started leaning in and I furrowed my eyebrows before pushing him. He fell out of the tree, yelling, and when I looked down, he was attached to something. My eyes got wide when he came back and I saw a white thingy coming out of a device attached to his wrist.
" Oh my— "
" That probably wasn't the best way of telling you who I am, huh? " He said.
" Spidey? "
" Peter, actually. " He said. " Parker. "
I looked at his face for a while and touched it. After a minute, I started smiling.
" It's you. It's really you. "
He smiled too and I jumped on him to kiss him. After making out for a while, I pulled away.
" Hey. " I looked into his eyes.
" Yeah? " He played with my hair.
" Y/N and Peter sitting on a tree
K-i-s-s-i-n-g!
First comes love.
Then comes marriage.
Then comes baby* in the baby carriage,
Sucking his thumb,
Wetting his pants,
Doing the hula, hula dance! "He laughed before kissing me again and pulling away after a while and putting another sunflower on my ear.
That's a short one, but I'm full of ideas now.
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