Peter Parker Fanfics 💖

Illness

Adam and Peter had now more or less moved in with each other. Adam's parents didn't mind, because they liked Aunt May and knew that he was safe with her, just as long as Adam did come home sometimes as he was their son after all. It gave Adam a feeling of liberation, the fact that he was able to stay at Peter's for however long and whenever he wanted. Obviously it didn't help when they had arguments but they have never had many major arguments anyway, it was always about who ate the last pop tart even when Peter knew it was Adam and he had told him not to. Peter pretty much always shut himself in his room and Adam would go down to the store and surprise him with pop tarts and they would sit on Peter's bed, eating them together whilst kissing, cuddling and giggling about the argument afterwards.

Adam's favourite time of year was summer, the sunlight would always reflect off Peter's jawline and cheekbones (he swore that boy sometimes wore highlighter) and his brown hair, blowing him away and making him breathless. "Hey lovebirds!" MJ would always say to get their attention after Adam would be gawping at Peter's beauty.

Summer nights were fun too, Peter and Adam would make love sometimes and other nights they would sleep on opposite sides of his new double bed, trying to cool off but they would always end up waking up in each others arms.

Tonight was one of those nights, Peter was shirtless and Adam's head is resting on his chest. Slowly, Adam woke up, sweating and shaking. Peter noticed immediately, "Hey baby, you ok?" he asks. "I'm ok, it's probably just a fever". Adam moves off Peter's chest and immediately regrets moving, a wave of nausea hits him intensely. He doesn't even get to say anything before he runs to the bin and vomits. After vomiting again and again and again until his stomach couldn't bring anything up anymore, he sat by the bed and leant his head up against the wall, trying not to burst into tears.

Peter got off the bed and at this point is sat down in front of him. Pulling his head into his lap, he stroked Adam's hair as he wiped his mouth with a tissue. "Don't you care about getting vomit on you? Adam asked weakly, "Come back to bed, lemme get you cleaned up".

Once he had emptied the bin and washed his hands, all the while leaving Adam wrapped up in his duvet on the sofa because he didn't want him to be left alone, he picked up Adam and walked back into his bedroom. Laying him on the bed, he laughed "my human burrito" as Adam gave him his best puppy dog eyes.

Peter climbs back into bed, unrolling Adam slowly and wrapping the covers around them both, "now we are both in a burrito" Adam said as Peter kissed his forehead. "Can you sing to me Pete?" he asks him quietly before turning towards Peter and closing his eyes. Peter doesn't hesitate and wraps his arms around Adam, pulling him close. He feels Adam's breathing slow to a peaceful rate and then feels him snuggle into his body as Peter starts to sing Silas by Betty Who, the song that was playing on the radio when Happy saw them kissing and dancing in the kitchen, foreheads resting against one another's.

He sings the entire song and when he's finished, he snuggles into Adam and falls asleep, feeling Adam's breath on his neck, lulling him to the best nights sleep he's ever had in his life because Peter knows that everything in that one moment is perfect, he's happy and content holding Adam in his arms.