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noneoftheresponsibility:Â
âDonât sound so fucking surprised, christ. Dunno when. Probably tomorrow if shit doesnât start up. I asked him. His name is Bobby Drake.â
âYou didnât seem like the dating type. Canât blame me for being a little surprised. Do you like him? How did you meet him?â
noneoftheresponsibility:
spideyxpete
âBe a good brother and give me some advice on what to wear for a date.â
âWhat? You have a date? With who? How? When?â
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Peter still wasnât used to having a clone âbrotherâ but the Scarlet Spider sure came in handy when he was injured. And to say thank you, Pete bought him a cake that said âto the best clone brother in the worldâ, which must have confused the hell out of the baker. He placed the red velvet cake on the table and waited anxiously for a reaction. Kaine had a temper, so he wasnât sure how this was gonna go.Â
This was too much to take in on a single day. First, he finds out that his father had been the Green Goblin, and now his best friend was Spider-Man? Which meantâhis father had been obsessed with Peter, because he was the hero the Goblin had always tried to take down. Oh god. His dad had tried to kill his best friend. His dad had killed people. Harry felt like he couldnât breathe for a moment, blue eyes wide as he ran a hand through his hair.Â
âI see the news, Peter! I see what Spiderâwhat you do every day.â Harry grimaced at the mention of Gwen, eyes flickering away from the other as he continued to pace back and forth. âYou know full well I can handle myself. I understand you wanted to protect me after Gwen, but Iâm pretty sure I deserve the right to know if my best friend is risking his life every fucking day! Youâve lied to me, Peter. IâIâm fucking in love you, idiot! Thatâs what I was going to tell you until you came crashing in here and nowâI donât know what to think. I donât even know you anymore.â
Peter crawled his way to the nearest couch because it was too embarrassing to have a discussion with his best friend from the floor. He called himself Spider-Man but that was the first time he actually felt like a bug. He braced himself to keep his body still âcause the shards of glass penetrated his skin with every breath he took.Â
He was absolutely speechless at the confession. That what he was coming here for but he thought they would tip toe around the subject for a while and then simply say they liked each other. Hearing Harry say those words only to be followed by hurtful ones was more painful than any of the injuries he had. âYou canât, Harry,â Peter said looking down at the floor âYouâre barely holding it together, man. Look at you, I needed to protect you. I couldnât-Iâm sorry, but you canât handle yourself. You need help. I didnât want to add more problems to an already long list.â he sighed and looked up at Harry for the first time âBut for what itâs worth Iâm in love with you, too.â
His mind was spinning a million miles per second. This couldnât be real. It had to be some nightmare that he was stuck in because Peter wouldnât have hidden this from him. This would all go away soon. It had to. But Harry knew the truth. He knew that this was all real as he paced along the floor, blue eyes flickering around the room, catching sight of the image of his father. Heâs never cared about you. He wanted to scream and cry, but he lacked the energy to even do that.
Hearing the familiar voice, his eyes flickered from the image in his head, eyes hardening slightly as they fell to his best friend. âCalm down? Calm down?! What the fuck, Peter?! Youâve been lying to me since I got back here our Junior year! How am I supposed to be calm?â Harryâs hands were shaking as he spoke, voice rising ever so slightly. âYouâre Spider-Man? Oh, my god. Oh my fucking god, Iâm so stupid. I canât believe I never even realized it. I canât believe you lied to me for so long. I thoughtâfuck.âÂ
Peter wasnât unfamiliar to fucking up but he had never fucked up so bad in his life and he was too injured to think straight. Normally he'd try and cover it up, maybe make up some story about how he was covering for the real Spider Man because of the acts. But, Harry had a point. He had been lying for a long time and he was too tired to keep doing that to his best friend.
âI wanted to tell you, Harry. But I couldnât... You have no idea the things I go through every single day, I didnât want you to get involved in all of this. And Gwen was the only person who knew and look what happened to her. I could never forgive myself if anything happened to you, thatâs why I--â he winced in pain as he tried to sit up âI couldnât. Iâm sorry. I wanted to, but I couldnât do that to you.âÂ
harry and peter moodboard 001/??
Harry was still stunned as he looked around his fatherâs private room. A room that he had hidden for so longâa room filled with his many secrets. The Green Goblin. How had he never known who his father truly was? Holding a vial of the serum in his hand, his head jerked up a the sound of a crash, blue eyes widening in shock as he set the vial down, running towards the smashed mirror. Peering out, his eyes fell to the fallen form, instantly recognizing the costume. Spider-Man. The damn bastard his father had been obsessed with all those years.
Eyeing the hero, Harry slowly inched towards him, careful to see if he was awake. For so long, Norman Osborn had wanted to kill this person. His father had been so obsessed, so focused on him while Harry was ignored. All that time and his father had never gotten his identityânothing. Standing over the masked hero, the remaining Osborn grinned slightly. He could do it. He could see who it was, once and for all.Â
Careful not to step on the shattered glass, Harry kneeled down. âYouâre the only thing my father cared about. He sent me away for years, then ignored me when I returned. He was obsessed with you. And nowânow Iâm going to find out who you are. Expose you.â His blue eyes were filled with anger as he reached down, hand hovering over the mask before he grabbed it and pulled it off. Everything felt as if it were in slow motion after that. Harry dropped the mask, legs giving out as he fell to the ground, eyes widening in shock. No. No, this wasnât right. This couldnât be right.
ââPeterâŠ.â
Pete was out for what he hoped were only a few seconds. His first instinct after regaining conscious was to reach for his face and check if the mask was still there, unfortunately for him, it wasnât. He was still sore all over and his vision was slightly blurry but he had to give Harry an explanation.Â
Wincing in pain, he rolled on his side and gazed around the room to find his friend. As expected, Harry was freaking out. âI can explain,â he called out in a raspy voice, wincing in pain and pressing a hand to his ribs. âPlease calm down, Harry. Let me explain.âÂ
harry knows about you. what now?
âYour guess is as good as mine.â
WHY ARE YOU INTERESTED IN A CRAZY PERSON?!?!?!?!
âBecause heâs my best friend. Heâs the most important person in this whole world -- right after aunt May, of course. And I think he might be interested in me, which is something I never thought was possible, I mean, heâs so amazing. Why would he like me? But we texted and he hinted at it but then things happened and now I donât know. I wish I knew.âÂ
would you sex up wade?-totally not wade
"Well, not Wade. Canât say the thought hasnât crossed my mind, but I donât think I would because everythingâs a joke to him and I wouldnât feel comfortable getting intimate with someone who would probably go around cracking jokes about it.â
your best friend is crazy
âDonât say that. Harry isnât crazy. Iâm going to find a way to help him and heâs gonna get better in no time.â
With so much going on, Peter was off his game. He was supposed to be at Harryâs twenty minutes ago but since nothing can ever go his way, Dear olâ Sandman decided to terrorize civilians. He had figured out how to beat the man and it was supposed to be a quick battle but that wasnât the case. Spider-man was tossed around from building-to-building for a good half an hour before finally neutralizing the threat, and only just barely.
He was a block away from Harryâs and his vision was blurry. There was no way he could get to the fantastic four or the avengers in time and his own apartment was on the other side of the city because he still didnât make half as much as Harry. Passing out anywhere else was out of question, specially with the registration acts. He gathered all the strength he had left and swung his way to Harry's apartment. Unfortunately he didnât have much control of his body anymore and instead of arriving gracefully as planned, he crashed through a big window.
"Iâm sorry, I--â he managed to mutter before finally passing out.
âUnfortunately I canât deny that. Be lucky youâre my best friend. No, itâs not the project. Oscorp was working on prototypes for that a while ago, so this new design isnât stressful at all. Itâs justâŠnothing. Iâll be fine, Pete.â
âDo you need help with it? âCause Iâd love to help. And before you say no, there's actually something in it for me. I always love learning more about Oscorp tech. I almost asked you for a job before Think Tank happened. But, Iâll help you in one condition, you call it a day and watch a movie with me.âÂ
âYouâre so annoying. Nothing. I justâstressed.â He wanted to tell Peter, but Harry couldnât get the words out. How did you tell someone you were hearing voices?
âNah, you love me. Stressed? Care to elaborate? Is it because of our project? Because we can stop if you want, I donât want you to get stressed because of my ojob. Itâs my responsibility, not yours.â
Harry falling asleep on Peter while watching movies (âĄâżâĄâż)
Peter covering him and falling asleep under him (ââżâ âż)
Peter waking up Harry in the morning with little neck kisses ( âżââżâ)
Harry waking up to realize how in love with Peter he is (ïŸâăźâ)ïŸ*:ă»ïŸâ§
âI just want to be left alone.â
"Sorry, bud. You're stuck with me. Whatâs wrong?"
âI heard you were stripping.â
Spencer showed us the picture. We had to have a starter.
Yeah, but that wonât make sense to him.
âWhat are you talk-- Oh, so you were following me that night? Harry almost saw you! Donât ever do that again or Iâm gonna have to stop being your friend and I believe you donât have a lot of those. And Harry is the only person Iâd strip to.âÂ
