✁𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙃𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭

"Is that my shirt"

"Shit.Shitshitshit"You quickly ran around your room trying to find a clean shirt and any type of bottoms.You didn't care.You were about an hour late to school and the only reason you woke up was because your boyfriend had been blowing up your phone with texts and calls.Five missed calls and forty-five text messages to be exact.You didn't tell him you were missing school,which you normally did so he was probably freaking out

"Ah,fuck it"You grabbed the black jeans in your drawer and a white shirt that was hanging on your vanity and threw them on in a record time.You looked in the mirror and realized that you literally look like you just got out of bed.You grabbed a few makeup products that you thought would help with the dead look and threw them in your school bag and slipped on your shoes.You quickly grabbed the jean jacket that was on your bed and the keys on the dresser before literally running out of the house and to the train stop.

You were able to find a seat on the train and add some concealer to under your eyes to try and make the darkness go away.You figured that was all you could do to at least make yourself look like you weren't dying.When you seen that the train had stopped at your stop you threw your backpack on and ran out the station and you didn't stop until you hit the school.Thankfully,it was passing period and you had time to situate yourself before next class.You threw your bag off your shoulder and tossed books in the locker and took some out

"Hey,where were you this morning.Peter's freaking out"You turned and seen MJ standing up against the locker next to yours "I woke up late and had to run half way here—Do you have perfume?"She nodded and began to dig in her bag

"Oh,god I forgot to text him.I'll do it right now.—Thank you"You took out your phone as MJ began to give you a light spritz of whatever Bed Bath and Body Works perfume she had

"No need.He's coming"She pointed to behind you and when you turned around and made eye contact with him,he immediately made a beeline for you.His arms wrapped around you tightly and you let out a small groan from when he crashed into you

"Where were you?I was worried something happened.Are you okay?Is that my shirt?"He did a full body scan while on his rant and his eyes stopped on your torso.

Your eyes traveled down and seen you were in fact,wearing his clothes.It was one of his math t-shirts that had a corny pun on it.Michelle chuckled at your reaction before wrapping an arm around your shoulder "I'll see you losers at lunch" And walked away

"Well,I-I guess it is.I was running late and grabbed the first thing I saw.I swear.I didn't even notice it was yours.You're not upset or weirded out are you"You were worried now that he would think you did it on purpose to make some kind of weird statement.Sure,you wore his clothes when it was just you two.When you would spontaneously spend the night at his and had nothing to wear.But this time you were in public,at school.And the last thing you wanted was for someone (Flash) to pick on him for you wearing his clothes

"What?No,no.I promise"He cupped your hands in his hand stood closer to you "I-I actually like it when you,uh,wear my clothes"There was a small pink tint forming in his cheeks and you couldn't help but let out a small 'Aww' at his sweet words

"You're the cutest"You leaned up pressed a kiss to his lips which seemed to intensify the blush he had. "You're even more cute when you get all flustered and soft"You giggled as Peter cupped your hands in his and pulled you into a hug "Stop"He whined and you just knew his cheeks were getting even more red,if it was even possible

You played with the curls on the back of his neck and then the two minute warning bell rang "Walk me to my class...Pretty Parker"He threw his arm over your shoulder and covered your mouth while looking around,while you giggled under his hand

"You promised you wouldn't call me that in public"You kissed his pouted lip and cherished the blush decorating his cheeks.And you didn't plan on giving him back his t-shirt