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(3rd Person POV)
October 4th 6:00 am
The first thing Eliza saw when she woke up, was the ceiling of her old bedroom back at her apartment. There were glow in the dark stars on the ceiling that Peter had put there when they were seven years old, it was winter so Aunt May said they couldn't go up to the roof to see the stars.
Peter got really sad and put these up above both of their beds, so that they could see the stars every night, even if they weren't together, or if the weather was bad. It was a sort of promise.
Eliza got up and had a pounding headache, her throat was scratchy, and she could feel the dry tears on her cheeks. This wasn't anything new to her, it happened often when she would cry in her sleep.
She made her way to the kitchen to get a glass of water and some Advil. She grabbed a cup and filled it with water. Then she felt someone hug her from behind and quickly grabbed a knife and turned around quickly, ready to stab someone.
"AHH HOLY SHIT ELI WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" someone screamed, throwing their hands up in surrender.
She sighed, "Peter."
"Don't 'pEtEr' me. Were you about to stab me?"
"I- what? no." He gave her a look and she rolled her eyes, "Well maybe I was because you scared me dumbass." She moved him out of the way to take the pain killer for her forehead.
"Wow, when did you get so moody?" Peter asked, raising an eyebrow at her and smirking. Eliza found this action quite hot, but she didn't say so.
"When did you get so cocky?" she retorted and made her way back to her room. Peter followed her.
He studied her, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, while she picked up her suit off the floor, about to put it on. She looked up to Peter and made a gesture for him to get out of the room while she changed.
"R-right right, sorry," he said, scrambling out of the room and closing the door behind him. She sighed and pulled off the clothes that she was wearing before, although she wasn't sure how they had gotten there. While she was putting the suit on, she talked to Peter.
"Umm, Pete?"
"Yeah?" he asked from the other side of the door.
"I'm sorry for being such an ass. Also, what were you doing in my room anyways?" she questioned. There were a few minutes of silence. "Peter? You still there?"
"I-uh, yeah yeah yeah. I-um, sometimes I come here when I miss you," he mumbled and Eliza's heart started to beat faster. She pulled the rest of the suit except for the mask and opened the door to look at Peter.
She was sure that her face was on fire but she didn't really care.
"Really?"
He nodded and looked into her eyes for a moment. He saw the regular dark blue and green that was reflecting off of the morning sun coming from her open window. But there was also something new, like a small spark of...love.
Peter looked down at her, him being about three inches taller, and kissed her forehead, his lips lingering a little. He heard her let out a soft sigh and looked back into her eyes.
"Did you know that you have freckles in your eyes?" he asked her and she shook her head. "They're really pretty." His eyes flickered down to her lips and started to lean in a little, then he snapped out his trance, remembering about Liz.
'Holy Shit. Was I about to kiss Eliza?' he thought.
She cleared her throat, "Um, t-thank you."
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𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔, peter parker
Fanfikce[ BEING RE-WRITTEN ] ❝you're scared to be lonely, especially in the night. i'm scared that i'll miss you, it happens every time❞ in which eliza and peter, who have been best friends since they were six years old, suddenly become superheroes, and wor...
