The New Avenger

Peter Parker pt. 2

We walked to Peter's room at Stark Tower. It was on the twelfth floor and was really nice.

There was nice furniture. The furniture went with the theme of the room and had some decorative pillows strategically placed on it.

The bed was really good, one of those expensive ones that have like memory foam and can move up and down. The blanket on the bed was a Persian blue with off white paint splatters. The pillow cases were the same off white as the paint splatters.

The desk was really, really cool. The desk had a glass top and the wood had intricate designs carved into them. Some of the Avengers symbols were carved into the wood.

After Peter got all his stuff out and I had stopped walking around the room looking at things, we started studying.

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"What's the boiling point of water in Fahrenheit?" I looked up from the flash card Peter made.

"212°F," I looked at the back of the card.

"Correct."

"Hey June?"

"Yes Peter?" I was looking for another question for him.

"D-do you still think of us as friends or you know..." I looked up from the pile of flash cards, "Something more."

I froze. He was asking if I thought of him as a...ya know *whispers* possible boyfriend.

"I shouldn't have asked that, I'm sorry."

"Pete," I put my hand on his knee and started messing with his pants, "D-did you ever think that the only reason I don't want to date you is because I'm not ready for a relationship. You're a great guy, a perfect guy," I smiled at him. I tipped his head towards mine with my other hand, so he was looking at me.

"I'm just...not ready yet," he nodded his head. His eyes started to water and he started fidgeting with his fingers.

"Oh, come here," I pulled him into a hug, he fought back tears as his head rested on my back, "You know you can cry, right?" Peter laughed causing hot tears to roll down his face onto the back of my shirt.

"You know just because I'm not ready for a relationship doesn't mean I don't love you," I felt Peter smile into my shoulder.

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At some point we must have fallen asleep because I woke up at 11 in Peter's arms. One of my arms had fallen asleep under Peter's torso. I tried to pull it out from under him, but it was pinned under him.

"Peter?" He moved closer to me, "Peter?" His head came up and our noses brushed, "Peter wake up."

"Mmmhh," I giggled.

"Can I move my arm? It's asleep."

"Yeah... sure," Peter moved his upper body slightly. I moved my arm out from under him and curled it to my chest.

Peter had fallen asleep again. He was quietly snoring. I giggled. Peter's eyes fluttered open.

"Oops. Sorry. Go back to sleep."

"It's ok. I think I've gotten enough sleep already," he rubbed his eyes and yawned, "So do you know when we fell asleep?"

I thought back to what happened earlier today. We were studying, Peter asked if...uh yeah, he started crying, and we then we talked. We must have fallen asleep when we were talking.

"Well after you had started crying-"

"Sorry about that," Peter interrupted.

"It's fine. Friends have to see each other cry sometimes," Peter looked away from me, "Well uh, after you cried we were talking. We must have fallen asleep then. "

"Ok." Peter sat up and rested his head against the head board.

I looked over at his tv, "Do you wanna watch a movie? Or we can play a board game if you have some? Or we can-" Peter smashed his lips against mine. Or we can do this. Peter pulled away slowly, our faces inches apart.

"What'd you do that for?" My voice was barely audible.

"I don't know," Peter started to laugh, "Well I guess I do know. I was thinking that you looked really pretty- beautiful I mean, you were sort of rambling, and so I," Peter glanced up at me, "took... the chance- no, moment to kiss you. "

"Oh," we sat there in silence for awhile. Peter got bored of just sitting there and started to watch The Lion King.

"Really?" Peter looked at me like I was crazy, "Your gonna make me cry!" He relaxed.

"Well sorry. Your gonna have to cry through the greatness of the movie."

So I did. I cried when Mufasa died (which is the saddest part of the movie and if you haven't cried about it you have no soul). Peter awkwardly tried to comfort me. I leaned into his side and he loosely wrapped his arms around me. We stayed like that for the rest of the movie.

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"Oh shiz! I gotta get ready for school!" Peter jumped off his bed and ran to the bathroom.

Ok. Guess he's taking a shower. Might as well clean up our mess.

We had made quite a mess from studying and watching the movie. There were water bottles, candy wrappers, and papers all over Peter's room. I put the bottles and the candy wrappers in the recycling and I put Peter's papers back in his folder.

After I had cleaned up Peter's room the bathroom door opened. Peter came out in nothing but a towel. I quickly turned around. Peter and I  were both as red as a tomato.

"S-sorry I didn't know you were still out here," I could hear Peter run to get his clothes and run back to the bathroom.

Peter has abs. He is a muscular boi and I didn't know.

But why would I know? That's the first time I've ever seen him shirtless, and it would be creepy to feel if he had abs. So yeah, it makes sense-

"June do you know where my-" I turned around and Peter was trying to find something in his backpack, "Found it."

He reached for his folder on the desk. He put the folder in his back pack, closed it half way, and walked towards me.

What is he doing? Why is he walking towards me?

As he passed me he gave me a one armed hug, told me he'd see me later and walked out the door.

What was that for? Does he do that often? Is it a normal thing to do? Is it just a habit for him?

"I'm so confused," I said to an empty room.