a plotted starter for @venomtm!!
IT WAS ODD SOMEONE WAS ASKING TO TALK TO PETER, his name being rarely mentioned as a member of stark labs. the call from the receptionist immediately lifted all the RED FLAGS in his head. eddie brock. he didn’t know if he was supposed to know that name but if he did, he certainly didn’t remember. he tried to calm himself down, repeating that it was nothing but his paranoia acting up. the elevator ride down from the labs never quite seemed so long, anxiety creeping up on peter, no matter how much he tried to keep it at bay.
he came out of the elevator and immediately spotted who he was supposed to talk to, mostly because eddie kinda STUCK OUT like a sore thumb in the middle of all the lab coats and neatly arranged suits. if he was honest, peter stuck out as well, refusing to use the proper stark labs uniform, justifying to everyone that knew of his little second life, buttons were way too difficult to deal with when he needed to get out of his work clothes quick.
❝ you’re eddie, right? ❞ he asked, tapping the man softly in the shoulder. he was older than peter, maybe at clint’s age? his FEAR of this being a trap had kinda died down a bit but the situation didn’t seem to get any less weird. ❝ i’m peter. maggie told me you wanted to talk to me…? ❞












