A Bad Idea (Spideychelle)

Ch. 2: Take My Breath And Never Let Go

Warning a lot of smut 😂😂

MJ POV

What the fuck was I supposed to wear?

I went through my closet three or four times, never settling on anything. Funnily enough, Sex Ed never taught me what to wear to casually hook up with the love of your life.

Okay, if I were Peter, what would be the most fun to take off of me?

I was still drawing a blank.

Could I call Liz about this? Was that reasonable? She would know, right? And I didn't have to tell her it was Peter.

No, that was a bad idea.

Fuck it, I'd take a shower and figure it out after.

I got into the shower, and did most excessive deep clean of my life. By the time I got out, I was as smooth as a baby's bottom, squeaky clean, and smelled like the almond milk and honey soap from The Body Shop.

How bad would it be if I just wore sweats? It was just a casual thing, anyways. He wasn't expecting to see me open the door in lacy underwear, right?

Actually, lacy underwear was maybe a good idea.

I found a matching bra and panties, both navy blue and lacy as hell, then threw on some sweats over top.

Yeah, that was fine.

I still had a couple hours before Peter, came over, so I brought my homework into the living room and started to get some work done.

Peter POV

What does one wear to something like this?

I couldn't wear something...casual, right? This was a formal-ish type thing.

Although, it was a casual hook up.

But what if I got there and she was wearing a dress and I showed up in a t-shirt and jeans?

Okay, maybe I'd just...dress up a little. Just to be safe.

I couldn't really ask May for advice on this, either. How do you tell your caregiver who's probably very much uncomfortable with you going upstairs to casually hook up with your long-time crush that you need advice on what to wear to do exactly that?

Couldn't ask Ned, either, because this felt like the kind of thing MJ wanted to keep a secret. You know, considering it'd look bad for a decathlon captain to be hooking up with one of her teammates.

I put on a button down and a pair of nice jeans.

I had time to eat dinner before I went down, but maybe I should go down to the Thai place down the street and get take out for both of us? Or maybe I should wait until after we did...whatever we were gonna do...and then order something? Was that protocol? What was protocol? Was there a protocol?

Okay, I needed to calm myself down. It was just MJ.

Yeah, okay, just MJ. The same MJ with gorgeous hair and gorgeous eyes and an amazing mind and...

At this rate, I was going to have a panic attack before I even got there.

Oh, what if I panicked while we were in the middle of doing...whatever...and I freaked her out? God, how lame would that be? I finally get to do the exact thing I've wanted to do with her almost two years and then break down because of stupid anxiety.

I was the biggest idiot. I should've just said no, but then I would've had to explain to her than it'd kill me to casually hook up with her but not be able to call her my girlfriend.