Spideychelle 30 day OTP Challenge (Casual)

1. Holding hands

Peter Parker's PoV
"Hey! MJ, over here!" I jumped up and down, waving in her direction.

A group of us (me, Ned, MJ and some other decathlonees) has decided to go round, have some fast food and just mess about around New York, MJ was the last rp arrive.

"Sorry, I got stuck in traffic. Now this is why you walk." She apologised as she got closer.

"Oh yeah peter, MJ stays in her house all day reading books so doesn't know her way around this area so it's your job to look after her." Cindy saod, walking over and putting our hands together so we, you know, held hands.

She smiled, admiring her handy work before turning around to lead the group off.

"You've never really been into the main queens area before?" I asked her as we walked around, still firmly grasping her hand.

"Yeah. I see no point in gouging my eyes over fancy new stuff, getting blinded by building lights and getting run over by cars when I can just sit at home and read a perfectly good book." She replied as we ran across the road, nearly getting hit by a car.

"LOVEBIRDS LESS TALKING AND MORE GETTING RUN OVER." A shout came from the group ahead of us. "I MEANT LESS TALKING AND MORE WALKING."

"Welp, better get a move on then." MJ saod laughing, before we ran after them.

Luckily I knew this area quite well because of my spider excursions but we still didn't want to loose the group.

"So, what food do you want to get?" Cindy asked when we where all back together as a group.

"KFC?" Abe suggested.

"KFC to snaps live birds upside-down into leg shackles hanging from a conveyor belt on the ceiling, before snapping their necks. I'd rather not go to some place where the only food I can eat has been maliciously killed." MJ popped in, making Abes facw turn to one of disgust.

"Now your making me hate KFC, and I love KFC." He muttered to himself, annoyed.

"How about... McDonald's?" Ned suggested, looking at MJ for her approval.

"Well, they have found traces of salamonella in their ice cubes and they still maliciously kill their animals, but at least they have vegetarian stuff so sure." She replied.

"Off to Mackey D's we go!" Abe explained, everyone starting to walk towards it and MJ somehow managing to walk the opposite direction.

"No, MJ, this way." I saod, pulling her back and into the right direction. "See, this is why I'm holding your hands."

We got to McDonald's and bought all our food before finding somewhere to sit.

"Are you seriously going to still hold my hand whilst we eat?" MJ asked, looking at me sceptically.

"Yup."

"Okay, well then this is more comfy." She saod, taking her hand away from mine before enter locking our fingers. "Much better."

We ate our burgers and wraps, holding hands under the table, Ned giving me weird looks every now and then to why I was eating with my left hand. He'd figure it out.

By the time we'd all finished eating it was time we all had to go home, we walked around a bit, saying goodbye to everyone at there pick up points, reluctantly letting go of MJ's hand before me and Ned headed off for our bus.

"Peter! Why didn't you tell me you too where dating!" He exclaimed as soon as MJ's car drove away

"What? We are not dating."

"Oh corse you are! I was reading this magazine once and it was talking about holding hands, normal hands hosing, that's fine, then you get to the under the table part, which you and MJ where doing at lunch, it's like you have a sense of secrecy, your holding hands but it's an only you too thing, something like that, and theeeen there's the enter locking finger, they said something like 'I consider handholding at restaurants aggressively affectionate, and I would never dream of taking a colleague's hand. There's also the semantics of lacing fingers – I would never with a non-family member or non-significant other.' Something like that, and you laced fingers, therefore you must view her as a significant other! And the romantic ness of blatantly holding hands in public, like you want the world to see your love!"

"You done now...."

"Yup..."

We stayed silent for a while, in the midst of his speech we had made it to the bus area and had boarded the bus, now sitting awkwardly in silence.

"So, what magazine was it that you where reading?"

"Vouge, guide to hand holding... you should read it..."

"Mate, I think you've told me everything I need to know."