note from the author:
Okay, so this chapter is more focused on their emotional connection rather than their physical one, although there's definitely some of both. It's super long—I hope you guys enjoy!!
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“Oh my God, get off of me,” MJ shoves Peter all of the sudden, which wakes him up from his slumber. “What the hell, Peter?”
He can hardly even process what’s going on, because his mind is still foggy from sleep.
“What? You are not going to blame this on me,” he huffs, breathing heavily from the sudden scare. She’s across the bed, staring at him angrily, looking completely disheveled. He just woke up, and he has to deal with this? “You’re the one who was getting all cuddly and touchy last night—not me. Remember when you said, “don’t say a word about this in the morning,” before proceeding to wrap all of your limbs around me? Yeah, that was you, not me.”
She pauses, thinking.
“Holy shit that red wine makes me dangerously horny,” she breathes in, finally realizing it was her fault, not his. She throws her legs over the side of the bed, pushing her fingers through her hair. “You know what? I’m never drinking again. Something that could actually make me want to cuddle with you or even touch you must be pure evil, and I shouldn’t let it into my body. Ever.”
“Yeah, same here. And you know what? You could have just apologized for blaming me instead of getting defensive and rude,” he sighs, rolling his eyes and laying back down and pulling the blanket over his head. “Now leave me alone.”
“Fine, I will. I’m going to the snack bar to get breakfast,” MJ huffs, standing up and making her way to the door. Peter’s eyes open again.
“Wait, I’ll go with you,” he replies at the last second, throwing the blanket back and standing up.
“Why? I thought you wanted me to leave you alone?” she narrows her eyes, watching him carefully.
“I just want breakfast,” he shrugs, trying not to make it a big deal. “I’m hungry.”
“Or you just want to spy on me and Jason and make sure we aren’t getting it on on top of the snack bar counter,” she rolls her eyes, watching him slip on shoes.
“Despite what you think, I couldn’t care less about you and Jason; do whatever you want,” he retorts, shaking his head and making his way out of their room. He’s lying, of course, but it’s not like he can tell her it’s because of Jason. Besides, even he doesn’t know why he doesn’t like him yet, anyway.
He’s annoyed at her for being annoyed at him for something he didn’t even do. How could they have even gotten along last night? It seems like two different people living two different lives.
Then, as they’re walking down the dock, her aunt walks out of her bungalow in front of them. MJ immediately yanks Peter against her side and sticks on a smile, putting her arm around him. “Good morning, Aunt Kyra.”
Peter fights the urge to roll his eyes.
“Oh good, I was just coming to wake you!” her aunt claps happily, walking towards them. “I actually have something for you two.”
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spring break fever | petermj au (completed)
FanfictionRight before their first spring break at NYU, MJ comes over to Ned and Peter's apartment for a favor: she needs someone to spend a week with her and her family in Hawaii, and come as her date to her aunt's wedding so her family will finally stop tor...
