35 and petermj please and thankyou 💕
35. things you said at the top of your lungs
He’s running off again. Of course he is. Right into the flames, right into the danger, right into the possibility she may never see him again.
She loves this man with all her heart— she tears up at the thought of seeing him, and she tears up at he thought of not seeing him. As many times as they argue and she shouts that she can’t live with him, she knows the truth is that she couldn’t live without him. And she’ll be damned if Peter dies not hearing the sweetest promise one last time.
Safe on the roof he left her on, MJ knows he’s close enough that she doesn’t have to shout for him to hear her— not with that superpowered hearing. But she wants to eliminate even the slightest possibility that he doesn’t hear her. And, more importantly, she wants him to feel every word, the vibrations in the air as it shifts to carry her promise from her lips to his heart. So she cries out as loudly as her lungs will allow, as Peter swings through the city and towards the bloody battle below:
“I love you!”
And by the slight turn of his head towards her, she knows he heard. So she adds in a hurry:
“Come home to me!”
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