All I want || Gyllenholland

Chapter II | All I need is

Several days like Venice have passed. He was sitting on the roof of the tallest building in the city. Our eyes were directed to the clear, almost transparent sky, with millions of stars. Each of them shone in their own way and blended in perfectly with others. A gentle wind blown his hair. Post smell of the city and the river covered below. Thousands of people lived at his feet, happy, loving, taking care of their lives and everyday lives. They had time for themselves, they had time to love. But not him. Everything has rested on his shoulders since Tony's death. No support. His plan, author: to impress MJ came to nothing. The girl ignored his efforts. He felt lonely and misunderstood. The boy sighed deeply and closed his eyes to gather his confused thoughts. Unfortunately, they were only about one person, Quentin Beck, commonly called Mysterio. Peter could not free himself from feelings, use the elder, although he knew it was unnatural. In addition, with different age differences. This is to be just a puppy, nothing significant crush. He liked MJ, after all ... But his feelings towards Beck were stronger than those he had towards girls. Not knowing what to do, the boy leaned forward again to look at the glowing stars reminiscent of single sparks when the neat figure of his recently met friend appears in front of him. His heart pounded in a split second.

-Fury asked me to come here and check how you are doing. He felt bad because he jumped at you like that.- Mysterio replied, still floating in the air.

- Really?- he asked the teenager, surprised. He tried to improve his hair quickly and went to order, not wanting Quentin could see how messy he was.

-There's something like sarcasm on your earth, isn't it?- Peter could not read the expression on his friend's face because he had a large aquarium bullet on his head. Bemused, he just nodded, smiling slightly. - How are you? - he asked thoughtfully and sat down next to the brunet, by the way giving the boy a slight nervousness.

- You know ... I didn't show that I would have to save the world during a school trip. Plus things with the girl I had planned since use were in ruins. he sighed loudly and looked away. Not so to look. He was to go to Paris with MJ, at the top of the Eiffel Tower give her a necklace with her favorite flower and confess her feelings. But now his head is preoccupied with him, who is now trying to comfort him. He turned because he didn't want to look like an idiot. Mysterio, seeing the boy tense, lay down on his shoulder to calm him down. Brunet, however, surprised his friend's gesture, and a flush crept over his cheeks.
-It's not embarrassing ...- he said confused, burying his face in his hands just to hide his red cheeks.

- Peter, you can tell me everything. - He smiled honestly, so that he would gain confidence and spit out everything that lies in his heart. - He gives the word that I can not say - he laughed ironically.
The teenager looked at him, seeing his smiling and curious expression. Small lamps at the top of the building, which are designed to illuminate the figures, perfectly highlighted Quentin's beauty. Our happy eyes are still expressed and curiosity, and his cheeks were spiced with a slight blush. And far behind the lights from the streets and the sounds of the city, which suddenly stopped. Peter felt as if the world stopped for a moment when I saw these bright eyes. He would give anything if he could see this view every day. He smiled to himself knowing how the man was acting on him and sighed.

- Have you ever been unhappily in love?- he asked embarrassed, staring directly into his pupils. The elder seemed slightly embarrassed. You can see that the question confused him. Desperately translate, please answer a friend's question. Unsuccessfully. The boy's gaze turned to his hands, just not to look in those beautiful blue eyes any longer. - But I don't know how to deal with the awareness that I don't have the slightest chance in people I like. close your eyes, feeling everything is overwhelming him. - Really, I got attached, and recently I began to have much stronger feelings for her. I don't know what's wrong with me ... Maybe I just shouldn't fall in love that fast ... Like an idiot ... - He sighed and his voice sad. At this sight Quentin felt a twinge on his heart. I didn't want to see the boy in such a terrible state. He saw how he was tired because of what he felt.

- Peter, you know it's not your fault. The heart is not a servant. - Mysterio put his hands on Spiderman's arms again, author: encourage him but the boy didn't have the strength to raise his head. During those few long days he got too attached to him. I did not want to spoil my acquaintance with Beck, but this feeling grew in strength, even now. He was one big mess.
- Hey, look at me.- Quentin gently grabbed the teenager's chin, forcing him to look directly into his light blue eyes. - You have nothing to be ashamed of. I know what it's like to fall into a trap of unhappy love.- The cheeks of both were covered in a slight blush. -You constantly think about your loved one, knowing that she does not reciprocate what you feel. - he said, never taking his eyes off the boy's red face. -However, you want to be with him, be close to her, smell him ...- With each word he came closer and closer. They could feel their breathing on them, their cheeks becoming more crimson. -Feel the taste of his lips ...- he said almost inaudibly. They felt their hot breath on them and their faces were divided by millimeters. Suddenly the navigator sounded from the Mysterio costume. They both jumped away like burns, blushed. The man gave the boy an apologetic look and glanced at the malicious device from which the noise was coming out. Peter perplexed, looked away to just hide his blood-red face. He barely realized what had just happened. He almost kissed Beck. His heart pounded mercilessly, and his thoughts flew away far away.
- It's Nick. He said he had new information about the location of the next elementals and that I needed to know it immediately.- Quentin sighed.

- S-Sure, go there. I have to go back to the hotel not to arouse suspicion.- Peter whispered, still bemused, and gave the man a shy smile. He returned the gesture and flew towards Furry's base, leaving brunet alone at the top of the building. The boy sighed deeply and looked at the stars, thinking how much he fell on a man.

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Oh my God that was sooo clooose :0