A little more than a week later, and all of this has been a tri-daily thing. I hand him pictures, he gives me money. He acts like this all is a totally normal thing to be doing, but i'm sure he knows deep down it's strange, right? I mean, how can you just buy lewd pics of a superhero at work and NOT think it's weird?? I took the day off of work because I caught wind from a friend of mine at the police station that they had confirmed reports of a riot being planned around two. I had a feeling that a certain Mister Negative was gonna use this as a way to mind control a large group of people into doing something for him. It approached the time of the event, so I made my way up to the suspected meeting location. Sir Negative recently hasn't been all too active, so my notes on him have been scarce and I don't know exactly what he's planning. People swarmed the street as usual, but many had signs saying various things about how expensive apartments are in the city. Hell, i should really be down there but i need to focus on the matter at hand. After a while, the riot started. Not long after, I saw a familiar white suit in the corner of my eye. I raced down to where he was, doing my best to get there before he could mind control the entire crowd. 30 people surrounded me and Lord Not-Positive as we began to fight, punches and kicks being thrown from both of us. I let my mind slip for a second as my reflexes fail me, and he grabs my leg. He hurls me into the crowd of civilians and jumps after me, sending people running.
The fight continued for some time, I took the opportunity to snap some pictures along the way, getting some good shots of our fight. At some point, he took notice of this, and started beating even harder. It was very effective because I was distracted, and he went so hard that I actually bruised really bad. He went fucking ham and im pretty sure that something is broken, but i got some cool shots and hes in jail now, so its all good. Getting back to the situation, after the police took him away I went to a roof to lay down. For as inhumanly strong I am, god this hurt. I knew this all was gonna bruise, and i was honestly scared to go to work tomorrow having to explain myself. Ive never let someone get me this bad, but I've never gotten this distracted by taking pictures either. It felt great taking normal Spider-man pictures again, it reminded me of why i still work at the Bugle. I tried to sit up, but the pain was still intense so i decided to stay how i was. I thought about today, and how things have been recently. Triple J has been a bit nicer because of all of this and I think that's the scariest part. This man rats on me, Spider-man, daily in the newspaper and yet he's out here slowly, how I can only describe as warming up to me. It's like he has the ability to 'care' about people. Eventually, I didn't want to think about the possibility that he's human, so i went home and did my best to get rid of the bruises. My teen years sure came in handy to finding out how to hide bruises. The ol' Ice & Heat trick.
The next morning I looked in the mirror and had a giant bruise on the right side of my face, my entire cheek deepish purple from a hit to the face from a particularly hard stoplight. I looked through my pictures, and I got that on camera. JJJ was gonna love the shot, he enjoyed the ones where i got hurt in a very cartoony way. I gathered my things, wearing longer clothing to hide the remnants of bruises all across my body. Stepping into work, faces turned more than usual as I realized how noticable my bruise really was. I tried my best to stay at my desk unnoticed, but a few people asked how I got it. I wasn't prepared for the question, so i just said i was a passerby at the riot last night and took a rock to the face. Coworkers gave their condolences, and went on with their day. Soon, as always, that familiar scream was heard. "I'm gonna burn your house down, with LEMONS!!!! Never spill coffee on the carpet again or i will make sure to BURN YOUR HOUSE TO THE GROUND!!!!!!! GOT THAT?" Within his outburst, I grabbed the photos and made my way over to him and waited until he went to grab his own coffee before saying anything. His back facing me, I approach him.
"Did you need the pictures from the fight with Mister Negative, sir? I have them right here."
"Huh? Yes thank you Parker--- whOA MY GOD, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE?"
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Photos of "Unrequited" Passion
HumorLiterally could not find a Spider-man x John Jonah Jameson fic so i wrote one with the help of my AP class discord server while in a voice chat. This is just for fun because wow, and its just as weird for me as it is for everyone else. God has aband...
