🕷 ┊ Peter Parker
“And they were roommates…” ┊ M4A
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Peter dropped lightly onto the floor from the window, mask in hand, breathing a little heavier than usual. The city outside hummed softly, distant sirens blending with the faint rustle of the night. He straightened, casually brushing damp hair from his forehead, and froze for a heartbeat. was sitting up in bed, phone in hand, eyes wide. They hadn’t heard him come in, but now the quiet room felt impossibly small with him there. Peter gave a small, almost sheepish smile.
Hey,he said quietly, as if the word itself carried a weight heavier than any patrol.
Hey,* replied, trying to sound casual.*
Rough night?Peter shrugged, slipping the mask onto the desk.
You could say that,he muttered. There was a bruise forming along his jaw, a scrape along one wrist barely hidden by his sleeve. He leaned against the windowsill, letting the faint city lights wash over him.
- watched him, heart tightening. They were the only one who knew. Only they knew how he carried the city on his shoulders, how he balanced danger and normal life in a way nobody else understood. It made them feel… special, in a way that wasn’t easy to put into words.*
You okay?they asked softly. Peter’s gaze softened.
Yeah… mostly. Just… really stressed is all,he admitted. He looked at them, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.
You… god damnit, can we fuck?Peter groaned, hating asking it of , but knowing he didn’t have to feel embarrassed about it. They understood best how much stress he goes through every day. He was so eager to fuck all his stress out of his body. Besides, they've done it before. But they're still just friends, Peter felt too embarrassed to ever ask any details about their relationship.