also my theme has gotten so messed up, its kind of hard to decide how to write everything.
warnings. description of blood, mixed with glass.
fezco believed life was fair, he believed that everyone got what they got because of the choices theyâve committed in the past. but he believes that your life with him is not fair, not in terms of him being too good for you, but in the case that you deserve more than him.Â
the idea is only further pushed and engraved in his mind as you clean him up after the fight with nate. the tears in your eyes make his heart break a little, but the way that you try and talk to him with soothing and caring words melts it at the same time.Â
the way your hands are slightly trembling from the sight of his bloody knuckles with glass shards pushed into them, yet you still try your hardest to look strong for him. he realizes itâs not fair to you, and he wants desperately to make it right for you. because itâs you.Â
âyou have that look on your face again,â your sweet voice interrupts his thoughts and he brings his blue eyes to meet your (e/c) ones. you have a sweet smile on your face, one that he knows is genuine and he canât help the small grin thatâs making its way onto his.Â
âi donât got a look maâ.â he mumbles, he never liked talking loud, but it didnât bother you. after all, you were plenty loud enough for the both of you.Â
âyou do, itâs the one where you start doubting,â you mumbled, grabbing the tweezers from next to you, and gently pulling the glass shards from his knuckles as he tried his hardest not to move. his eyes focused on your steady hands and your lip thatâs being chewed within your front teeth from pure concentration.Â
âdâyou blame me?â he mumbled, making you look up at him with sad eyes as you frown.Â
carefully placing down the tweezers, you turn your full attention to his face. your hands gently reach up to cup his face as you put your forehead gently on his, moving your faces to close proximity. in a position that was so domestic, and cute, that it made him feel safe.Â
âyouâre the best person i have ever met, fez.â you mumbled, rubbing small circles on his cheeks that had a bit of stubble on it. the roughness and prickliness made you smile as you brought your lips to kiss his nose.Â
âand i will spend every day making you realize that, as long as it takes.â you said quietly, littering kisses on his face that made him smile widely. he let out a small chuckle as you tried to place a kiss everywhere that was visible on his face, and he wished he couldâve stayed like this all day with you.Â
⢠ft. ooc nate jacobs, fezco, ethan, and elliot.
⢠warnings. nothing really, just a short blurb
FEZCOâs first moment is whenever he finally sees that you donât judge him for the bad in his life. you care about him in a way that no one has, and this means the tiny imperfections that even he never seemed to embrace. itâs a quiet and sudden realization that heâs too afraid to voice, but he begins to look at you as his equal and his other half from this point on and forward.Â
NATEâs moment is whenever youâre holding him. itâs whenever he realizes that home isnât simply a place, as cheesy as it sounds, but instead is a feeling of safety. and as you run your hands through his brown locks, holding him close in your lap, he realizes that you are his home. and that he absolutely adores and cherishes every moment that he spends with you. Â
ELLIOT realizes whenever you laugh with him. because your laugh serenades him, in a weird way. he realizes whenever you find yourself spending almost every moment together, and living like an old couple. itâs whenever he finally understands just how good you both are together.Â
ETHANâs absolutely blinded by love whenever he sees you waiting for him. whether it be whenever heâs coming off stage, standing in the crowd with a bouquet of roses because youâre hellbent that âmen deserve more flowers then theyâre givenâ. or whenever youâre waiting at his place whenever kat breaks up with him. itâs when he sees that he can always run to you, because you adores you. he realizes he always finds a way back to you.Â
summary: in which, youâre lost in a corn maze and youâre met with a surprise.
notes: itâs a short drabble based on a request that i got! tysm for everyoneâs patience and since schools coming to an end, i should be able to start to update more.
warnings: mentions of killer clowns, blood.
word count: 807, short bb :)
HALLOWEEN WAS NO JOKE to Los Angeles, and that became quite evident as the month of October came rolling by. The stores were devoted to setting up the best halloween decorations, and the street lights were decorated with small stickers that made an outline of either a pumpkin or a witch.
And then there was, of course, the fair that everyone was beyond excited for. It had everything a fair did, the tall rides, the ferris wheel, the merry-go-round, and the corn maze.
The corn maze was beyond terrifying to kids in elementary school, but as a high schooler â you shouldnât have been affected as much as you were. The only reason you were terrified was because of the clown that would chase people in the maze, hysterically laughing as the people screamed in terror. Most kids at your school were over the whole thing, and opted to stay home and watch scary movies. But of course, your friends didnât.
Which lead you to where you are now; lost inside the maze that youâve feared your whole life.
Your costume was making it hard to navigate in, seeing as you chose to be a nurse. Not a sexy one, of course. Your parents would never let you even come close to buying something along those lines. Instead you chose blue scrubs that were very loose and big on your frame. The converse that you were wearing at least made your costume a bit more bearable, but you swore you were going to die from a heat stroke if you stayed any longer.
âMiguel! Eli! Demetri!?â Your voice was strained from the amount of times that you yelled your friends names, and you could hear it start to give up. Your phone had died almost 10 minutes ago and even if you tried to call them, they wouldnât answer.
Because they said it would âruin their experienceâ.
âI knew we shouldâve just stayed in and watched ScreamâŚâ You mumbled, kicking dirt with your shoes as you tread through the maze. Only to hear a rustle in the corn to your right. And you felt your heart drop immediately as you took a quick stop.
Your breath stopped as a hand reached for your shoulder, and before you could process what was happening, you kicked your assailant in the nose. You quickly thanked whatever was up above for your parents actually letting you take those karate classes that Miguel was so hellbent on taking.
âY/n?! What the hell?!â Your assailant hissed as they clutched their nose. Wait, how did they know your name? And thatâs when you glanced down.
The dirty blonde on the ground peered up at you with a confused and hurt look in his eyes. And you immediately kneeled on the floor with him as your eyes widened, and your hands cupped his face gently.
âI am so so sorry. I thought you were that stupid killer clown thing,â You apologized, moving your hands of his face to cover your mouth. Thereâs no way that you just hurt your best friend and crush, thereâs absolutely no way.
âItâs fine, I shouldnât have snuck up on you.â He said, trying to wave it off with his right hand, only for you to catch a glimpse of the blood that was littering it. And you felt tears well up in your eyes.
âYouâre bleeding, oh my, what if I broke your nose? Your parents already donât like meâŚâ You ranted, standing up and pacing back and forth as your hands went up to your hair, running them through it. Your e/c eyes met his blue ones and you could see the small teasing smile on his face.
âWhy are you smiling? I couldâve killed you!â
His laugh filled your ears and you looked at him like he was a mad man. Eli stood up, still clutching his nose as he walked up to you.
Eli towered over you, and as you peered up at him, you could feel his breath on your face. Your apologizing stopped as he took his non-bloody hand and lifted your chin a bit. It made you smile and glance at his lips quickly, which you were sure he noticed. And it made him smile even more.
âWe need to go find our friends, and maybe even go to the hospital.â He says, removing his hand from your face and walking away. It was obvious that he had a smirk on his face, because you knew him, and you knew just how cocky he would be seeing you get flustered by him.
âYouâre such a tease.â You mumbled, crossing your arms and staring at his figure that was walking away. Only to run after him quickly when you remember where you were.
notes: so sorry for not updating! Iâve been sick with covid for most of the break I took, but hopefully Iâll start writing again soon! Hereâs something small as a token of my appreciation for everything you guys have been doing!Â
also, if you guys are interested in posts like these for more of your favorite characters, please let me know in my ask box :).
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lexihoward you guys are so cute together!!
⼠yourusername @lexihoward we know đ.
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summary: in which, you get asked out by a boy in your class. and your routine with hawk gets broken, and he needs to make sure your okay.
notes: jealous hawk supremacy đ§ââď¸. not very good at writing jealous people, but hope you guys enjoy. also demetri is such an amazing friend in this, i love him so much. also this one took me a bit of time so iâm sorry for the wait! <3
warnings: cursing
word count: 2.2k
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You and Hawk had a very routine-like relationship.
He would ask to take you home, you would agree, and both of you would ride your bikes home from school. Sometimes you would even stop at a Mcdonaldâs and get something to drink, because although both of you said you were gonna quit the sugary drink that was soda â you guys never really did. And the look that you gave him every time both of you guys ordered it was enough for him to keep drinking it.
It was a routine that you two grew to love, none of you guys ever cancelled. So, you can imagine Hawkâs surprise when he walked up to you after school getting ready to ask you.
âEli! Youâll never guess what happened today?â Your eyes sparkled as you saw Hawk approach closer to you. You were the only person that could call him Eli, because he loved the way that it sounded as it came out of your mouth.
âWhat happened?â He asked, nearing you, his hand instinctively going to grab the backpack strap that was hanging over his right shoulder.
âI got asked out by Ryan,â You whispered to him, like it was the most secretive thing in the world. Half the school probably already knew, especially with how big of a blabbermouth Ryan was.
And at that moment, as those words left your mouth, Hawk felt something inside him break. Why would you want to go out with Ryan? What did Ryan have that Hawk didnât? He certainly wasnât in one of the best dojos in the valley, and he also didnât have the best hair in school. Was it the lip?
âYou okay?â You asked, bringing Hawk out of his thoughts as he stared at you sadly.
âUh, what about after school? Iâm still taking you home right?â He asked, clearing his throat. You wouldnât break the routine that you guys built, right? There was no way that one lousy guy could separate you and him â
âActually, he offered me a ride home today so I would have more time to clean my room.â You said, closing your locker slowly in order to not face him quite yet. Your voice had gotten quieter and he knew it was because you felt bad, you were just like that. You always cared about what other people thought, not wanting to hurt anyone.
Hawk cleared his throat, nodding his head slowly. âUh, you guys are staying at your place for the date?â He hasnât even gotten the luxury to be in your room, or even inside to grab a water. How did Ryan beat him in that too?
âYeah, he said he wanted there to be no distractions whenever weâre talking.â You said, pulling a strand behind your ear as you shifted your weight on both your feet, rocking back and forth.
âRight, yeah.â Hawk said, looking around before seeing Demetri walking both of your guys' way. He quickly grabbed him by the shoulder, pulling him closer while wrapping an arm around his shoulder once he was next to him.
âWell, itâs okay because Demetri was gonna join us this time, so now I wonât be alone.â
âI donât rememberââ Demetri was caught off with a sharp elbow connecting with his rib cage and as he instinctively brought his hand to connect with the spot where he now felt pain, he uttered the words that would make you feel 100x better.
âNope, yeah. Me and Hawk are riding home on our bikes like old times.â Demetri said, giving you a forced smile as your eyes met his.
âGreat! Then Iâll catch you guys tomorrow?â You asked, the smile only growing as they nodded to you. And that was your indication to walk away, the smile not leaving your face once as you made your way to the parking lot.
âWeâre not going straight home are we?â
âNope.â
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And so; this is what led to the situation that was currently happening right now.
âI just donât understand why she needs our protection? Y/n seems like a girl that can take care of herself,â Demetri argued, his voice not going above a whisper as he and Hawk hid in one of the bushes across your house.
âIt makes me feel better.â Hawk said, and Demetri knew he had to stop the conversation there or else he would probably get another elbow to the rib.
âWhat time is he supposed to get here?â Demetri asked, rubbing his eyes as he opened his phone. The time read â7:34 p.mâ and it was already getting semi-dark outside, he didnât want to get bit by mosquitos and have his skin be inflamed for a whole week.
âShh.â Hawk said quickly, lowering as he saw Ryanâs car park into your driveway.
And as Ryan stopped out of the car, Hawkâs scowl only grew. Ryan walked over to your door, pushing his hair back and adjusting his collar as you opened the door with a grin so big that it made your cheeks turn red. And Hawk frowned at that, he thought only he could make you smile like that.
Demetri turned to look at him and frowned. âIf it makes you feel better, we can stay and watch them all night.â And although it didnât make Demetri feel that good, it turned Hawkâs frown a little bit up.
A few minutes had passed before Ryan walked out the door, screaming at you and flicking you off. You followed after him, and your mascara was smeared. You screamed back at him and held the door open, watching him as he got into his car.
Hawk almost stood up right then and there, but Demetri quickly pulled him by his shirt.
He watched you as you let out a sob, and his heart twisted a bit. He watched you pull out your phone and quickly open it, your fingers moving across the screen at basically the speed of light. He watched you put your phone up to your ear, and almost instantly, his phone started ringing.
He stumbled to take it out of his pocket, immediately answering and placing it close to his ear. Hawk sat on his butt, motioning Demetri to do the same as they both got close enough so that they could hear what was coming from the other side of the line.
âUh, E-Eli ?â You stumbled on your words a bit as your voice started to crack.
âHey Y/n, are you okay?â He asked, his hands gripping the phone tighter.
âNot really, I was wondering if you could come over.â You whispered into the phone.
There was a small pause on the line as Hawk questioned how he was supposed to get to your house in a reasonable time without actually driving to your house. I mean, he was basically two hundred feet away from it right now.
âNevermind, itâs fine. I shouldnât have asked.â You said, almost hanging up before you heard Hawkâs desperate voice on the other end.
âNo! No! Itâs fine, Iâm on my way now.â He said, turning to look at Demetri as he said those words.
Now, Demetri wasnât as calm as Hawk was, and he was full on yelling at him while only being able to mouth his concerns.
âGreat, see you in 10?â You asked, a sniffle coming from the other line of the phone, and Hawk nodded. Almost forgetting that you couldnât see him.
âYeah, definietly.â He said, the line went blank as you hung up and he felt a small smile grow on his face.
âOkay, genius. How are you gonna be here in 10 minutes when youâre already here?â Demetri asked, placing his hands on Hawkâs shoulder.
âIâll take you back home, and then iâll come back.â
âGreat.â
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Hawkâs feet landed on the driveway of your house, and he hid his bike somewhere near a bush as he walked over to your front door. Hawk knocked on it as he fixed his shirt, making sure he didn't look as messy as he thought he did.
When you open the door, Hawkâs world stopped for a while. You looked beautiful, in a way that nothing or no one else could compare. You had taken off the makeup that you had been wearing, so your face was bear. Hawk could see every scar, blemish, and small freckle on your face. Your hair was in a bun, there was a few pieces sticking out and your hair had gotten a bit frizzy, but you still looked perfect to him. And the oversized sweater you were wearing reached your mid-thigh, and you had sweatpants covering the rest of your legs.
âThatâs certainly an outfit to remember for a first date,â Hawk joked, his eyes meeting yours. He sort of realized on the way that he had to pretend not to know about anything that happened, which would be hard since the only thing replaying on his mind was punching the living shit out of Ryan.
You laughed a little at his comment and moved your body so that he could come in, and Hawk noticed your lack of words as he stepped in.
Hawk started to look around your house, the entryway was clean, but he could tell there was a leftover footprint that seemed too big to be yours.
âWhere are your parents?â He asked, it was a thing he had been meaning to ask ever since school, but he didnât want to invade anything or sound overly possessive after you told him that Ryan was coming over. I mean, who was he to ask you?
âBusiness.â Was all you said as you closed the door and locked it. You turned around and stared at him admiring your house, you had tried your hardest to clean it. And even made sure to put a movie on the TV in the living room.
âSo, what happened?â Hawk asked, clearing his throat as he turned to look at you. His breath got knocked out of him as you wrapped your arms around him, your head laying on his chest. It took him a moment to notice what you were doing before he wrapped his arms around you.
It was like there was nothing else either of you could pay attention to. The only noise that engulfed your ears were Hawkâs breathing and his heart beating. The smell of his cologne took over your sense of smell, it didnât smell bad, and it also wasnât strong enough to make you cough. Hawk had laid his chin on your head, and so the smell of the coconut shampoo that you wash your hair with was all that filled his nose.
âHe was an asshole,â you sniffled, closing your eyes, slowly praising yourself in your head for not wearing mascara. You wouldâve definitely stained Hawkâs hoodie by now if you had.
âKinda figured,â Hawk whispered, rubbing small circles on your back with his hand. âI mean, he kinda looks like an asshole doesnât he?â Hawk said, still holding you close.
You pulled back a little to the point where you were still in his arms but where he could see you face to face. You gave him a look, and he immediately smiled at it.
âHis hairs kinda bad too, definitely not as amazing as mine.â Hawk mumbled, his eyebrows furrowing a little as you laughed a little.
âI donât think anyoneâs hair is better than yours,â You said, and it made him smile a little bit bigger.
âAnd he doesnât have muscles as big as mine,â He continued, not stopping to hear the little comment you would make.
âAnd he also doesnât ride you home everyday on your bike. He doesnât take you to class. He doesnât make sure to tell you when your mascara is smeared, and he definitely doesnât tell you how beautiful you look all the time.â His rant only stopped when you placed your hand on his cheek.
âYou also donât tell me how beautiful i look,â You said, your voice barely above a whisper as your eyes flickered between Hawkâs lips and eyes.
âWell, y/n, you look absolutely gorgeous.â He whispered, leaning closer to you as he placed his forehead on yours.
âI think you should prove it.â You whispered, your eyes staying focused on his lips.
âI think I should too.â He said, before closing the distance between you two and finally connecting both of your lips.
The kiss was amazing, there were no fireworks like everyone said there would be. It felt warm, like a winter fire that was barely getting lit. As the kiss went on longer, the fire grew and grew. It wasnât like there were fireworks bursting, it felt calm. Both of you felt complete by the kiss, and as you pulled away, both of you closed your eyes and laid your forehead on each other. Taking a moment to take in the kiss that just happened, both of you with smiles on your face.
Letâs just say that your night ended with both of you laughing and crying at Wall-E, and other disney movies that both of you were probably too old for.
warnings: may include some descriptions of a fight or anything along those lines. also includes mentions of underage drinking
notes: hope you enjoy! hopefully i portrayed robby well, this was really fun to write! also iâm not sure if you wanted me to start from all the way in the beginning and how you guys met, but i did either way lol
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MEETING ROBBY
i want to hc that you guys met through the larussoâs
youâre a good friend of sam and one time you were at her house because you guys were about to watch the new season of your favorite show.
ây/n can you go make the popcorn for us while i set everything up?â sam had asked you and how could you say no to her?
So, you went to the kitchen to get the popcorn and the drinks when all of a sudden you see a dirty blonde in front of the refrigerator
Definitely an awkward first encounter when you and him first face each other
âAre you supposed to be here?â
âYeah, mr larusso is training me.â
And then it's just an awkward amount of head nodding as you move around the table and head into the pantry to search for the popcorn
Only to realize that it's on the top shelf and you're not tall enough to reach it
So, you poke your head out of the door and look at robby.
âHey, you think you can help me out for a second?â
He seems a bit shocked that you're asking him for help, but nods nonetheless and hurries over to help you in the pantry.
When he finally helps you with the popcorn, you guys get out of the pantry.
And you donât talk to each other until one of you leaves.
Definitely one of the most awkward experiences youâve ever had,
But even though it was awkward, you canât help but smile at the butterflies that were fluttering all around your stomach.
SEEING HIM AGAIN
after seeing him for the first time, it was like he was just a fragment of your imagination
you went over to samâs a lot more than you used to, and she even started finding it suspicious. But you also blamed it on wanting to watch all the new episodes.
it wasnât until you found robby after his whole fight with Mr. larusso and his dad.
he was sitting on the sidewalk of some store which you happened to stumble to after the party at the canyon.
he immediately recognized you as samâs friend and stood up to help you walk, since you looked like you were about to throw up
âhey, youâre that hot guy that was at the larussoâs place.â you stumbled on your words a bit but they still made robby turn a light shade of pink.
he laughed it off though, and asked you if you needed a walk to your place, and you agreed because drunk you knew nothing about not letting strangers in your house
but robby was a good guy, and you were convinced he wouldnât do anything bad
and so you took him home ( well he took you home but you insisted you were taking him and not the other way around )
when you guys got there, you immediately took him to your room and fell on your bed, closing your eyes like you had fallen asleep.
and he waited for a few minutes before trying to leave, only for you to sit up quickly
âhey, donât leave.â you said, and then you started making your case on why he should say. saying that you would throw up in your sleep and drown in it.
so he did stay.
not in the same bed as you though, bc he respected you enough to not do that.
but he left early in the morning, only leaving behind a note with his name and his number.
letâs just say you were proud and embarrassed in the morning.
HIM FINALLY ASKING YOU OUT
robby was a nervous wreck
the first thing he did was ask sam for help, (him and her were still on good terms)
and she suggested getting you flowers and everything like the old fashioned way.
and he thought it seemed like a pretty good idea. so he went to the store to buy you flowers. and a teddy bear.
but the thing was, that the only form of transportation that robby had was a skateboard and there was no way that those flowers were lasting the whole ride
even better? it started to rain
so, by the time robby had gotten to your door, the flowers and bear were soaked and the flowers looked like they were about to fall apart if they hadnât already
he threw small peddles at your window because he knew your parents werenât big on the whole idea of boys
and when you peered out your window, you couldnât help but let a smile break out on your face, immediately motioning him to come in.
he almost fell coming in, and you couldnât help but snort.
anyways, you said yes and it was the most amazing day you could have.
you kept the flowers and promised him and yourself you would keep the petals forever.
GENERAL DATING HEADCANONS
him coming to visit your window almost every night became a regular occurrence
you guys would share the bed and sometimes would stay up all night giggling.
other times you just watched disney movies because you were shocked when you realized that robby didnât watch any princess movies bc he didnât have a little sister or anything to force him into watching them.
definitely an interesting experience for both you.
when robby started doing karate again, you supported him all the way.
although you didnât like the small rivalry between him and cobra kai.
you didnât comment on it though.
you guys continued to spend time together and found more things in common.
HE TEACHES YOU HOW TO SKATEBOARD AND BASIC MOVES IN KARATE.
prove me wrong
he loves being able to teach you something new, especially since youâre always so interested in everything he does.
itâs adorable to him.
you help him with school a bunch.
tutoring sessions are a must
usually just leads to you guys kissing smh
your relationship is overall amazing though, you guys have a bunch of trust in each other and rely solely on trust and communication
you guys definietly last after highschool thatâs for sure. :)
summary: you took it upon yourself to inform the citizens of Queens of their beloved spider-man by writing a blog about him. and now pete has to stop before you get hurt, but he just finds himself falling even more in love with you as spider-man.
notes: this is my first imagine, and i havenât written in a long time, so iâm sorry if this is bad! hopefully you guys enjoy. also this is inspired by the flash and iris, lol. :)
also iâm taking requests, so if you want me to write a short blurb then you can send it in my ask box or just dm me! :)
warnings: none! just some cursing, here and there, and maybe some typos.
word count: 1.6k :)
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To understand what Iâm about to tell you, you need to believe in the impossible. You believe yet? Good. Because all of us, we have forgotten what miracles look like.
The rays of the sun were long gone by the time you started writing. The wandering people outside of your apartment building turned into only cars passing by, driving home to their families or to an empty house. And yet the thought comforted you as you peeked your head out the window, hoping that the man that you were hoping to see would decide to patrol your neighborhood tonight. But then 15 minutes passed, and it felt like a reach to keep waiting. So, you plugged in your earbuds and started listening to music, your eyes closing in relaxation before taking a deep breath. And then your fingers started dancing across your keyboard.
The words came to you like a breeze, appearing in your mind like loud speech bubbles and exiting through your fingertips as they raced along your laptopâs keyboard. Your eyebrows were furrowed, not because you were stressing about it, but because you were so concentrated in making sure that the words popping up in your mind would be the only thing in your head, and that no interruptions would cause them to disappear.
Our lives have become ordinary, but there is someone out there who is truly extraordinary. I donât know where you came from. I donât know your name. But I have seen you do the impossible to protect the city we know and love.
âPeter, Câmon, Itâs the best blog about Spider-man Iâve seen in a while.â Ned said, his voice in a hushed whisper as he trailed behind his slightly taller friend. Ned grabbed a hold of his friendâs backpack in hopes of slowing down the panicked boy, his eyes scanning the hall that they were walking in. âAnd did you see who wrote it?!â
Of course Peter saw who wrote it, it was you. How could he ignore the fact that you wrote a blog him? Well, it wasnât techically him. I mean it was, but you didnât know that Peter Parker was Spider-man. Or otherwise, he wouldâve been estatic that you thought of him like this. And he wouldâve maybe grown the balls to ask you out, or even just ask if you wanted to swing around with him at night.
âNed, it doesnât matter who wrote it. What matters is that sheâs in danger now.â Peter said, turning around to come face to face with his friend, placing his hands on his shoulder in hopes of making his focus completely on him. It was true that Peter was very concerned of your well-being, he would even try to swing around your neighborhood every night to make sure that everything was calm enough.
âPeter! Hey!â Your voice echoed in the hall as you raced towards the pair of bestfriends, almost bumping into people while occasionally saying sorry to them. Your hair was in a ponytail; but some of the hairs still managed to get in your eyes, which was something that Peter loved.
âDid you read my blog?â You said, completely out of breath as you pushed the strands away from your eyes. He couldnât help but smile at that, and his fingers immediately found themselves playing with the hairs behind his head, twirling some of the smaller curls in hopes of some self restraint.
âI did.â He said, trying not to make it to obvious how obsessed he was with the writing. Peter could tell you wanted his feedback, especially because of the way you were looking at him so intently. Almost as if you were looking for some form of hint on how he felt about it.
âWhatâd you think? Everyoneâs been saying how much they loved it, but I think it would be better if I got someone who wasnât so biasâ opinion.â You said, both of your hands finding their way to the strap of your backpack that was hanging on one shoulder. You had been paraded with compliments today, especially by teachers who had always been completely fascinated by your writing.
âWell,â Peter said, looking at Ned for his help, only to find that his bestfriend had disappeared and he was now left alone with you. âDonât you think youâre idolizing him too much?â Peter said, his eyes wandering across the halls so that he wouldnât have to look into your eyes and see the disappointment of him not liking your blog. Although he did love it, he just didnât want you to be encouraged even more and be put in harms way.
âIdolizing?â You frowned, your eyebrows furrowing as you raised one of your hands to instinctively tly put a strand of hair behind your ear. âI donât think Iâm idolizing, I think iâm giving him as much credit as heâs due.â You defended, still looking at him intently. Why didnât Peter want to look at you? Why was he avoiding your eye contact like the plague?
âWell, I donât know.â Peter said, shrugging as he heard the bell ring. âLook, thereâs the bell. I should start heading to class.â He said, rushing his words as he started walking backwards.
âWell, my class is that way too, why donât you further explain it to me?â You said, walking towards him before he paused and took a deep breath.
âListen, Y/n, I just donât think itâs a good idea to be talking about some guy who we donât even know.â He says, his eyes wandering everywhere .
âI just donât understand why i shouldnât write about someone whoâs risking their lives for us.â You said sharply, taking in a deep breath so that you wouldnât snap at him. It wasnât entirely his fault, you had asked for his opinion.
âI really should get going to my class,â You muttered, turning around and heading the opposite direction that you were walking with Peter. And before he could even say anything, you disappeared.
âThanks for the coffee, Y/n.â A customer said, making their way towards the exit of the shop that your father owned. And you couldnât help but let out an exhale of relief as they walked out the door. You could finally close and head home for the day.
You started to gather the things around the shop, making sure to close the register and start cleaning the tables. Your brain was still clouded with the conversation of Peter that you didnât hear the bell ring whenever the door opened.
âStill have time for one more coffee?â The voice came as a surprise and you immediately turned around, coming face to face with a man in a spider like costume, or outfit.
âHoly f-â You stopped yourself, covering your mouth quickly as you looked the hero up and down. âYouâre spider-man.â You said, straightening your posture as you walked closer to him.
âYeah, and youâre Y/n.â He said, his hand going up to rub the back of his neck. âThanks for what you said in the blog by the way, but I really need you to stop writing.â He said, looking around the shop awkwardly as he admired the small decorations that he could definitely tell you picked out.
âWhat?â You said, completely shocked. âIs it not good?â You asked again, your smile now turning into a small frown, your hands finding their way to each other as you started pulling your own fingers anxiously.
âNo! It's amazing! I just,â He paused, Peter realized what you were doing. It was a small quirk he had picked up from just being your friend. You were nervous. Did you really care that much what he thought about you?
âI donât want you to be in danger.â
You froze, the words bringing some form of blush to your cheeks. He cared? Well obviously he did, he was a superhero. That was his job, to take care of the people in Queens. So why did this affect you that much?
âYouâre starting to sound like my friend Peter.â You snorted, turning around to continue cleaning.
âHe sounds like a smart guy,â Spider-man said, his eyes landing on the pastries in the display case. And he wondered if he could steal one without you noticing, but he argued himself against it.
âHe is,â You said, turning to look at him. âI just donât understand why he doesnât believe youâre a good person, and I think if i keep writing then itâll help him and so many others see that.â You continued, walking over to the display case and taking out a chocolate chip cookie and putting it in a small bag while handing it to the hero.
Peter paused, a tingle going through his body as he took the cookie. He knew this feeling too well. And then he heard sirens coming from outside, and he immediately perked up. His eyes finding your own, although you couldnât see through his just as well as he could yours. He saw the knowing look, and he started to apologize
âDuty calls, iâm so sorry. Iâll come back and we can finish this conversation. This is not over.â He says, walking backwards towards the door as he maintains eye contact with you.
And you couldnât help but let a huge grin grow on your face as you watched him race out the door and start swinging. You would definitely be seeing him again.
So for those of us who believe in you and what youâre doing, I just want to say Thank you Spider-man.
