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“It’s not you I don’t trust, Riley. It’s all the other people. Their brains are on survival mode and they’ll kill you for a pack of Twizzlers if they know you’re alone.” Peter was well aware that he didn’t look intimidating. In fact, he still had a bit of a nerd face and probably looked inexperienced to anyone they could meet on the road.
He frowned and wiped at his face, grabbing his backpack. The web shooters were pulled out of the pack and secured on his inner wrists, covering them with a bit of his jacket. “I get it, just... just let me guard you.” Riley was steadily becoming more important to him than Peter could put into words.
He wasn’t going to lose him. He couldn’t.















