@moralmissions
"pete?" harley's chocolate brown eyes were wide in shock as she stands in the door of his room. aunt may had let her in, telling her to head to his room, as it was time for their first day on their science project. not knowing peter was changing out of his spider suit. " holy fu-"
/ cb and specify rn
drop things please and ty
i brought you roses and chocolates. i also have some very fun things planned for us today.
everything looks so beautiful up here.
@barbaricyore ; currently sat , gaze facing towards the city below , feet dangling over the edge ; he liked it up here for more reasons than one . though of course ; his boyfriend knew him more than anyone . breathing a small laugh , he sighs . “ it’s nothing — its .. mays birthday tomorrow and it’s just - it’s weird , yknow —“
i can see why you come here as often as you do. although, i’m quite positive you come here when your mind is occupied with something. [ there’s a pause while he inhaled sharply, arms moving to wrap around himself. ] what’s on your mind, my love?
/ rip angus. fly high. :(
/ thinking about the fact that everything to him is gone, he has no birth certificate or legal docs so he’d have to fake them to get into college or a job .
/ i miss pete sm
plth cb and specify if wp is alive
“petey, c'mere! i have a question to ask you.”
/ ✨ mistletoe things ✨
@barbaricyore ; as the other clasps at his waist the brunette reaches up && slips his arms around the slightly broader male , to no argument on his tongue , face tipping into his hand with a small hum to his words . silently observing him as he spoke . exhaling a mixture of a sigh and a laugh . “ oh it’s definitely gonna be a tradition .. “ he mutters , a hand lifting to thread his fingers through his dark hair . standing slightly on his toes til he was level ; the spiderling sets his lips to the others ; pressing up to draw their torsos more closely flush together .
the male couldn't help but watch his boyfriend figure it out, staring at him like he was the only person to ever exist in the world. which to dae, he /was/ the only one to exist in the world. well, the only one that really mattered to him. he liked watching the gears in that head of his work, even if only for the shortest amount of time. like right now, if you will! catching the way he seems to chuckle and step closer, dae doesn't hesitate to place his hands on his boyfriend's waist to keep him close, a playful smirk adorning his lips.
“well, in the spirit of christmas, i had to get my kiss /somehow/, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to do it. i found it in a tub, so i put it to good use.” one of his hands is moving up to peter's face then, cupping his cheek carefully. “so then, shall we gonna keep the tradition and kiss? because sweetheart, i really want to...”
@barbaricyore ; he blinked ; brows furrowing as a dent forms in between them . asking himself as to why he dragged him over here to ask that of all questions .. shoulders hunched skyward yet as did his dark hues , “ uh - i donno like nine fe — oh - “ the confusion wipes from his face as he offers a crooked smile as the green like plant speckled with red caught his eye , breathing what seemed to be a chuckle of sorts - “ did you - i - “ he steps closer shifting on his feet , gaze shifting back to him . “ you’re - that was clever .. “
...how long have i been asleep?
/ smooches for u <3
@barbaricyore ; brown hues set on the other ; watching his movements , clearing his throat as he a tad leant back ; slipping his glasses back on && opening where he was at . beginning to read aloud . “ okay — uh - .. .. despite the friendship , the blossoms between them , or perhaps because of that very friendship .. the young knight finds himself so humbled and speechless owning her forbidden candor — that he is totally unstable to bring up the subject of his love . one day he asks her , point-blank ; “is it better to speak , or die ? “ .”
dropping his hand and opening his eyes, he looked over at peter after the other had kissed his temple. oh, peter truly was the sweetest. he truly didn't know what he did to deserve the other. “i wanted to spend time with you though, not sleep on your couch.” he paused for a moment, and then moved to rest his head on peter's shoulder. “you should read to me, i like when you read to me.”
/ cb and specifyy
