"for real parker, you're dead!" you cry out into the empty apartment, your nerf gun clutched in your hands and a load of amo in the other. you were crouched behind your parents sofa, and peter was somewhere around you, either climbing around the ceiling or bouncing off walls.
it had been about a month since you first found out about him and his alternative persona. he keeps you up at night with worry, promising to text or call whenever he can to assure that he's alright when he's fighting crime. you watched the videos of him online, swinging to save the day and jumping from building from building. you loved seeing him so happy, and you loved watching him work. it's even more cool to know that your one of his closest friends. but did you want to be more?
you crawled across the floor, scanning the living room for a familiar body in a dark shirt and jeans.
CRASH
you shot up from your position on the floor and spun around to meet the sound. but instead of seeing peter, you just saw the regular old living room. you lowered your gun, but your senses were on edge.
suddenly, with a quick thwip, your hands were bound together and the nerf gun clattered against the floor.
"oh fuck you parker!" you laughed in defeat. you turned around and there he was, crawling off the wall behind you with a giddy expression.
"so.. what's that? 10-1?" he teased.
"if i could give you the middle finger, i would." you joked back. "now untie me."
"aw you wouldn't do that." he said softly as he walked closer towards you. he gently placed his hands on your own and began to unravel the thick web.
"wanna bet?" you muttered back. you both looked up and caught each others eyes as he slowly finished pulling the web away. you both stood like that for what couldn't have been more than a couple seconds, but it felt like one long beautiful hour.
he kept his hands and eyes where they were; gently fixated on your own.
we have had a lot of moments like this, just quiet little escapes from the real world where you both can just appreciate each other physically. whether its prolonged eye contact, a gentle brush of skin, or the occasional hand holding. and each time you guys graced upon these moments, your heart grew founder.
"isn't that your phone?" you whispered gently. suddenly he snapped back into the real world, fumbling for his phone in his back pocket.
"hello?" he answered quickly, clearing his throat. you smirked and began clearing up the mess of nerf gun amo on the floor.
"yeah yeah, okay may. yeah. okay." he said through the phone casually. he started pacing around the room, grabbing his backpack that was strung against the back of a chair.
you liked watching him move, even in casual moments. the way his muscles flexed and the way his hair flipped around with his head when he talked. both of your eyes met suddenly, and you glanced away quickly.
you could tell he was smiling at you, but you pretended you were just focused on the nerf bullets.
"alright aunt may, i'm on my way. see ya. yeah love you too. bye." he hung up the phone with a few beeps and then walked over to you.
"are you leaving?" you asked, more desperate then intended. he nodded.
"sorry to leave so soon. may needs me to housesit while she goes on this date." he said, crinkling his nose at the last part.
"hey wait, wanna come over? we can get that homework you were stressing out about done." he said with a warm tone in his voice. now he was sounding like the desperate one.
"sure! i'd love that." you responded. "let me grab my bags."
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you blinked groggily against the pitch black room, forgetting for a second where you were. my eyes focused on the distant sillouhette that stood near the window that overlooked the city. you made out the shape to be peter, and you saw him gently pull his mask over his face.
"be careful." you whispered. he looked back at you and stood silently before crawling back in the room and flipping the bottom of the mask up.
with soft intentions, he pressed his lips on top of your temple. "i will." he breathed, before backing up and climbing out the window silently.
you rolled around in the bed and noticed the mess where peter laid. you pulled the sheets towards you and inhaled deeply, drowning yourself in his comfort. you both had fallen asleep watching movies on his computer, and it just happened to be in the same bed. you had liked the thought of him close to you.
you hoped that when he returned, he would nestle back beside you instead of the top bunk. you closed your eyes and wondered.
what was the relationship peter and you had? you've never felt this type of way for someone who you called your friend. and he obviously felt the same way, for he too glanced in your direction with adoration. you wanted him with you, all the time.
maybe you were overthinking it, but one thing was certain: you had feelings for peter parker, and he had them for you.
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