You and Peter have been dating for years and you get paired up on missions every now and then. The others are very protective over the both of you and makes sure Peter doesn't hurt you.
It was another mission you were paired with Peter alongside Natasha and Steve. It was almost midnight and you were all at a party spying on at least two likely agents. You were given two photographs of these two and since with your photographic memory you became vital on the mission. Steve was attending as Natasha's date for the party but in reality he was just really tired of chasing around Bucky so he put Sam in charge. Natasha on the other hand was okay just by herself. She stood by the balcony railing looking inside as she quietly sips on her drink. Steve walks around with his drinks pretending to look at the art on the wall and following around one of the agents.
Peter was too busy with a group of girls laughing with them. They put their hands on his thigh or his chest but he didn't seem to really care. They sat not too far from you on a sofa. You sat on the bar stools playing around with the straw in your drink. Peter had already had three glasses of whatever the girls had offered him. You look towards Steve who was exciting the room right behind one of the agents. It was one down and to catch the other one soon so that you could drag Peter away.
You look towards Natasha who was eyeing at the agent. She puts her drink down as she approaches towards him. You knew it was your cue to exit the party. You look towards Peter to find his lips attached on one of the girls next to him. She had her hands firmly cupping his face as the other girls hand rested on his thigh. You stare at him speechless. The photographed memory engraved in your head that will keep you awake for days. He removes her hands and his face away from him as if something just had hit him. He looks around towards me and his face was full of regret. He gets up quickly almost tripping over the table as he made his way towards the exit following behind you.
Once outside the hallway Peter walks towards you slurring out several apologies. "Baaaabe.. I'm.. I'm so so... sorry." He says before throwing up in a plant pot. You were on a mission and you wanted to forget about what has happened and what is happening. You carry Peter as he hovered over the side of you. Your feet were hurting from the heels and carrying Peter to the car. "He smells funny." Steve says helping him into the car. "Let's just go." You say bluntly as they both quietly look at each other knowing something had happened.
By the time you all reached to the building Peter was starting to sober up. "Why don't you both stay here for the night. It's dangerous to go back this late at night." Natasha says. Peter was mumbling something as Steve helps to take him to the room.
You sit on the sofa as Peter lay on the bed like a starfish.
"Baby.." You hear his voice softly as he lifts his body to sit up on the bed. You were standing by the window looking outside. "I'm so sorry." He says getting up but almost falling with his step. His voice was shaky and you knew he is crying. You tried your best not to cry. You have to act strong even if it hurts you deep inside.
He had managed to walk close to you but scared to touch you or to see your face full of sadness. He was a mess himself. "I forgive you." You say firmly. Peter was surprised with your response. He was ready for the fights. You beating him up. Slapping him out of anger but this, this was no what he had thought you would have done. "Wh- what?" He asks. "I forgive you. I know you wasn't in your right mind when it happened." You say looking at him from the corner of your eye. He was looking like a mess. "Yes I know. Exactly. Please erase it from my mind." He asks as more tears followed by. You take a deep sigh.
"No." You say sternly. "Baby please. Please erase the memory." He begs. "No. You have to live with the mistakes you caused and love me the way I deserve to be loved. I saw how much you enjoyed it." You say the last part with your voice cracking. "No I didn't. Please." he begs again. "No. You did this to yourself. You either take this chance or you go to her." You say. "No. I want you and only you. I promise I won't mess it up again. I'm so so very sorry. It was a mistake." Peter says burying his face in his hands as the soft cries muffled through the quiet room.
