Spideypool/Superfamily Oneshots

The Suitors Pt.3

(This one is just Spideypool)

The next day at school was... awkward to say the least. Peter was nervous, he tried to avoid Quentin as much as he could, but eventually he'd have classes with him much to his dismay. He didn't tell anyone about that, not even May. He'd promised to keep a secret, he could not risk gossip going around too, even if he trusted Ned or MJ, you never know who could be eavesdropping.

Then came what he dreaded the most the whole day, Mister Beck's class.

He was already sitting on his desk, Peter was first to his class, unfortunately. Quentin noticed Peter entering and smiled at him. That did something to his insides.

He couldn't focus, he felt like Quentin's gaze was chasing him, which wasn't but every time their eyes meet he'd blush a little, MJ noticed. She was quick to catch onto things.

Once the bell rang, Peter rushed to pack his things and get out of the class as soon as he could. MJ followed him.

"So... Peter, you ok?" she said in her usual nonchalant and cool tone.

"Yeah, why?"

"I thought you were sick or something. You were red the whole class."

Fuck, Peter thought. "W-Was I? I didn't even notice."

"So, not sick?" She raised her eyebrow.

"No."

"Hmm. Ok then. Well, I'll be off. See ya tomorrow, nerd." She finger gunned him and left. Peter just waved.

Damn it, now the school had two guys whom Peter shared a thing, this was insufferable. He liked Tony, but... He'd lie if he said he wasn't interested in his teacher, in the forbidden love shtick with him. He rubbed his eyes, he should just go for someone his age, that would avoid a lot of problems.

As he left the door he saw three boys, jocks. They stared at him as he passed through, their glares made him visibly uncomfortable. He could tell they were following him, he tried to walk faster but the trio followed him on the same speed. Great, he thought, I'm getting stalked now.

"Hold up there, nerd" One of them rushed and pulled Peter's shoulders and turned him.

"Uh... Hi there! What do you need?" Peter said, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"You know, you and your nerd friends are such a nuisance back at the school. Fucking losers." the other said. Yay for typical bully discourse.

"But... not only you're a loser... you tried getting in the new teacher's pants, wow not even his second day, what a damn whore." the third one said. Peter felt bile rise in his throat from the insults, but more importantly he was nervous. Why would they assume such a thing?

"Ah, I-I don't, uh, know what you mean" Peter stuttered.

"Ha! Don't go lying, loser. We saw your little date at the fancy cafe close by."

Fuck, they followed him and Quentin, how didn't they notice?

"T-That? Why, he was just being nice. Mister Beck is really nice."

"Cut the shit, we saw the whole cliche clean up the date's nose BS. And you got into the car with him? Damn... who knows what you two did?" The three of them approached Peter slowly, Peter tried to back off and start running. Too slow, one of them grabbed his shirt and punched him straight in the gut, the other shoved him to the ground. Then they followed to kick him in the face, gut, you name it.

"Hey!" A shout came from afar. "Grouping up on a smaller guy... tch, what a pussy thing to do."

The three of them stopped assaulting Peter as soon as they heard the voice. The other man came closer, Peter opened his eyes, he was holding a bat. The three jocks were backing off in fear. "G-Guys... Let's go... " the three of them started running, but one of them tripped and that was the perfect chance for this other man to pick him up by the collar with one hand and land a punch that sent him flying.