✁𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙃𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

𝐀𝐢𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐱-𝐮𝐩 𝐏𝐭.𝟏/𝟑

You didn't get annoyed easily, really, you were a pretty chill person. But hearing Peter go over his 'plan' for the thousandth time with Ned, was driving you crazy. You were surprised Mj never heard any of it because of how much they talked about in public. And now here he is again, a row across from you rambling to Ned about wanting to sit next to Mj so his plan can start.

You plugged one earphone in as you sat on the aisle seat next to Brad and some other classmate next to him.

You leaned your head back, hating airplanes. Not because your afraid to fly, but because it's fucking annoying. Everyone crowded beside each other, the seats being uncomfortable as hell, babies crying, all that shit. It was claustrophobic, if that makes sense?

Anyways, you kept one earphone out so you could hear Mr. Harrington talk and talk about procedures and shit. And soon you were seeing Mj say something about Flash not being able to drink, a slight smirk on your face. You weren't very talkative, you were more observant and you've talked to Mj here and there and she was chill. Really.

But then you saw Peter, and the smile on his face when he looked at Mj walk to her seat. You closed your eyes, not wanting to think about your high school crush or any of that right now.

Betty sat directly behind you, Mj beside her. Everyone was settling in until Ned was coming down the aisle asking if Betty could trade seats with him because Peter is somehow "allergic to perfume" which you knew was absolute bullshit.

"Peters allergic!" Mr. Harrington yelled startling everyone. And in minutes, everyone was sitting in completely new spots. And you happened to be sitting next to a complete stranger and on your other side was none other than Peter fucking Parker.

Peter groaned in annoyance as he buckled his seatbelt, watching Brad and Mj talk, many rows ahead. You bit your bottom lip, trying your best not to be annoying. But you tapped his arm, his head quickly snapped to you, your eyes going wide. Peter realized his mistake, his tense body relaxing a little.

"Hmm? Sorry what?" Peter said, looking at you but his eyes always seemed to flicker forward then back to you.

"I was um-wondering if you don't mind, switching spots with me? I just, it gets claustrophobic being in the middle and I hate airplanes and it's okay if you say no-" you were rambling, but Peter was already unbuckling his seatbelt.

"No, no, it's fine, we can switch." He said giving you a small smile.

"Thanks." You said getting out and letting Peter take your place. If you were being completely honest, your mildly claustrophobic, but you also wanted Peter to stop peering over the aisle to see Brad leaning in towards Mj. You were doing him a favor.

However that didn't last long, because twenty minutes later, when the plane was taking off, Peter was peering over the seats, his hands clutching his arm rest tightly as he watched Brad and Mj.

You nibbled on your bottom lip. You weren't about to go through eight hours, having Peter Parker, move and shift just so he can drag himself for not sitting with Mj. So you decided to start a conversation.

"You okay?" That was a start? Peters body settled in his seat turning his head to look at you.

"Hmm?" He said, obviously not catching what you said.

"I asked if your okay? You keep shifting and stuff." You said, trying your best not to make it obvious that you know exactly why.

"Oh um, it's nothing, I'm fine." He said giving you a smile, before he was closing his eyes, peaking an eye open, looking between the seats at Mj.

"Ok, I'm here though, if you wanna talk." You said putting your earphones back on...you tired.

— One hour later —