dearly departed

Chapter 2

"How could you even tell me that now Sam! What the hell is wrong with you," Peter's voice echoed off of the walls of their nearly barren apartment. The pain he felt was immeasurable, he trusted Sam with everything in the world. I mean how could he do this too Peter? The very day that Sam finishes moving into their new apartment he's going too up and leave on a mission light years away.

"Jesus Christ Sam! You could have told me you had a mission with the guardians, I mean Sam it's three solar systems away why have you not told me before today?" It's almost funny too Peter, a very rage filled laughter spilled from him. It was the only way he could hold back tears. Those same hurt screams and laughs seemed to have affected the other male. Maybe Peter was being too harsh, he knows his boyfriend has never been the smartest person in the world, he can't stay mad forever.

And then a sob. It rings off the walls harder than any of Peter's screams ever could. Sam falls to the floor sobbing. Did he overreact? No that can't be it, this is a big deal… it is, right?

"Pete, Peter- I'm sorry, I- I just couldn't, I'm sorry… I didn't know, it mattered so much," in between each word was a gasp. A gasp for air, a gasp for forgiveness, a gasp that broke Peter's heart. Seeing Sam so vulnerable, it was surreal. It was heart wrenching.

"Oh my god no. Sam, I'm sorry I'm overreacting. I shouldn't have yelled like that, come here Sam," Peter says, his voice raspy and endearing. He sat onto the floor and gestured to Sam over to his lap ",Come here babe I'm sorry, I'm still upset but we can talk about this more when you get back."

Sam crawled into Peter's lap. He curled up onto Pete's chest, soaking the other man's shirt. All of the tears and sobs coming from Sam made Peter want to go back in time and stop himself from screaming at him. 

Sam pulls him down into a kiss and all the hurt almost fades away. In between every gasp for air is a string of apologies, the air in the room is hot and passionate. Moans echoed in their ears, Peter knows he holds grudges but right now he can't seem to think about that.

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"MJ I just, i don't know It all feels so wrong ya know?" Peter told MJ in between bites of salad. 

"Look Pete, you need to let go. How long has it been? Wait hold up, Dude I'm gonna have a bit of that salad. It looks good. Like i was saying, wait dude that's good, like I was saying Peter it's been a year since the breakup you need to get over him. He's over you right?" Mary Jane, she's so genuine and honest and random. 

MJ decided to take Peter out to a nice restaurant to make him feel better. Peter insisted for her to let him pay, but MJ told him if he paid he would die. Obviously he gave in, although he knew he wouldn't die but MJ is just scary even if he knows nothing bad will actually happen.

Sam and Mary Jane were friends, but her and Peter were friends since middle school. Their breakup hit MJ hard, Peter still feels guilty about making her choose between either him or Sam but she insisted it was her own choice.

"Well MJ, I got a little drunk last week probably a day or two before he left. And like we might have, fucked… maybe," Peter whispered that last part, not wanting the entire restaurant to here about his sex life. Not even his good sex life, his one night stand with his ex-faincé.

"Peter! What? Peter, oh my God. Peter! Are you okay?" She was genuinely worried about Peter's well being. After thinking about it for a couple seconds, Peter realised he wasn't okay. Just thinking about it he realised how played he felt. Sam probably just came over because he thought Peter wanted to say goodbye, or he thought Peter just wanted sex.

Could Sam really think That? Could Sam possibly think that Peter was just horny and desperately missing the others body? If that's what Sam was thinking he of course was not wrong, but it was still a rude thing to think. Too be fair sex isn't all that Peter wanted, he just wanted Sam.