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Beautiful Boy, You Are Loved

By: jerod-writes

Where the hell is Peter?  you wonder to yourself. You hadn’t seen your boyfriend since lunch, which was weird considering the fact that you guys have chemistry together and always sit with each other. After being excused to “go to the bathroom,” you scour the halls for a certain brown-haired boy. “Peter?” you call out when you enter the gym the decathlon team practices in. You’re about to continue your search when you hear a small noise come from behind the stage curtain. “Peter?”

You inch closer to the stage, trying to listen for any more noise. A small cry yanks at your heartstrings, and has you climbing the stairs and ripping open the curtain faster than you can contemplate your actions. You’re absolutely floored when you see Peter curled in on himself; he looks so small and defeated. You can feel your heart break in two when he looks up at you; eyes puffy and red from crying, tears freely flowing down his cheeks. “Y/N…” he whimpers desperately, arms reaching out for you.

In mere seconds, you’re on the floor, pulling him close to you. He shoves his face into your chest as a whole ‘nother round of tears begins. You hold him tightly in your arms, one of your hands instinctively running through his hair. “Baby boy,” you whisper, “what’s wrong? Come on, don’t cry, handsome.” You continue to whisper small, sweet nothings to him as sobs rack his body. You’ve never seen him like this before. Normally, he’s able to keep his emotions under control.

Peter says something, but it’s much too quiet and muffled by your chest to be heard. “What, baby boy?” He turns to the side, huffing a little.

“Why do people hate me?” he mumbles. You press a kiss to his head.

“People don’t hate you, Peter.” He pushes away from you, arms crossing in defiance.

“Then why do they constantly bully me? I don’t do anything to them! And they’re just so mean to me!”

“Petey.” You reach out for him, only to have him pull away.

“And then you!” He points an accusatory finger at you. “You just go incognito for a whole week! One of the worst weeks that I have ever had to live through, by the way. My boyfriend wasn’t even there for me! It just…it just felt like no one loved me. Not even you.” You can feel a few tears slide down your cheeks.

“Pete…” you croak out, “Of course I love you. I’m sorry that I dropped off the face of the Earth this last week, but I had a lot of shit to deal with.” You let out a strangled sigh, reaching out for Peter again. This time, he doesn’t move away. You rest your hand on his cheek gently, caressing is softly with your thumb. “Beautiful boy…I don’t want you to ever feel that way again. You are so loved. May loves you. Ned loves you. I might even go as far as saying MJ loves you. Hell, Tony fucking Stark loves you! And…and I love you; more than anything or anyone.”

Peter sniffles as more tears start to spill down his cheeks. “I love you too,” he sobs slightly. He falls back into your embrace, nestling his face into your neck. You hold onto him tightly. The outside world starts to melt away as you lay there with him in your arms. Peter. Your boyfriend. Your beautiful boy.