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" Oh, God! The Healing Mist. "
" It's good he hasn't troubled us. " Ned grinned and Y/n laughed. " You think he'll dare to? Next time he thinks of it-"
" Y/n! You'll get in trouble! " Peter whined and Y/n rolled her eyes.
" Relax, mum. I'll be fine. Besides, you saw the look on his face, it was satisfying. "
Peter snorted and Y/n giggled, giving him a cute head tilt before going back to studying.
The three were sitting in the library for their last period. Ned was busy with his notes while Y/n was busy with hers. But Peter seemed distracted.
His eyes refused to settle on the book but ran for Y/n instead. Why? He didn't want to know. But he just couldn't take them off of her. He was glad Y/n didn't notice. But Ned surely did.
He saw Peter with his chin propped on his fist, staring at Y/n with a dreamy look in his eyes. He glanced between the two, his face stretching into a bigger smile.
Sneakily, he took out his phone and clicked both Y/n and Peter in a frame. It was clear Peter was staring at Y/n, with heart eyes. He snickered, catching Peter's attention.
" What? What is it? " He asks, grabbing Ned's phone. " Nothing! " Ned nearly yelled, only to be quited down by the librarian.
Peter blushed beet red and looked at Ned wide eyed, who was smirking.
" What is it? " Y/n asked, noticing the two boys.
" Nothing. " Peter was quick to answer, but thankfully, he didn't yell. Y/n rolled her eyes and pushed off her chair, leaning over to get the phone. " It's nothing. " Peter pushed the phone farther away.
" Come on, babyface-" MJ had snatched the phone out of his hand. " No, MJ! " He whined while the girl smirking at the picture. " What is it, MJ? "
Y/n made her way towards her and took a peek, frowning. Peter had held his breath, his face was burning.
" Why were you so afraid of showing me this? " She flipped the screen towards him and there was picture of a cat.
He let out a sigh of relief, shooting MJ a thankful look. " Uh... It looks like you! " He says, Ned and MJ facepalming.
Y/n looked around wierdly before shaking her head. " Peter, you hate
cats. " She pointed out, giving him a look as she sat back in her seat while MJ walked away, sliding Ned his phone.
Peter widened his eyes and shook his head vigorously. " I didn't mean it like that! I mean, it was cute- it is um.. " Y/n giggled, cutting Peter off. " What's going on with you? "
She asked but her eyes were on her book. Peter glared at Ned, the shade of his face getting darker. Ned was dying of silent laughter, clutching on his stomach.
" You're dead. " He mouthed to Ned before trying to relax. " Nothing. " Y/n chuckled and glanced at the boy one more time before going back to her work.
As the bell rung, Ned burst out laughing while Y/n left to check out a book.
" Dude, what the hell?! Why would you click that?! " Peter slapped Ned's arm, who was still laughing.
" Stop laughing! " Peter says, rubbing his face to hide the blush. " Dude, you're smitten. " Ned says, trying to breathe.
Peter huffed, trying to deny the fact that he really looked smitten in that picture.
" Just... don't show her that, okay? "
Ned shook his head. " I thought you liked Liz! " Ned snickered and Peter groaned. " Ned! I don't know alright? I'll text you, just don't show her that picture. " He says, hopeless.
" Alright, dude. Bye! " Ned waved and left the library. Y/n came back and frowned. " Are you okay? What was that all about? " She giggled, touching his red cheek.
" It's nothing, that was embarrassing! " He mumbled, grabbing her things. Y/n giggled. " Just so you know, you're cute too. "
Peter's cheeks were hurting so bad as they exited the library and school, walking down the street. He finally relaxed, walking into Delmar's.
" Hey, Mr. Delmar. " He greeted, going to scratch Murph and Y/n at the same time. Y/n smiled and went to order while he sighed.
" I thought you hated cats. " Y/n mumbled, nudging him. " Murph is an exception. " Y/n gasped. " Well, what about that cat that looks like me? "
She giggled and Peter rolled his eyes.
" That will always be cute. " He threw his hand around her shoulder, and tugging her closer. " Mhm.. Point. "
Peter chuckled, shaking his head.
As they reached Y/n's apartment, she frowned. " That's a sick car! " She mumbled and Peter nodded. It was right in front of his apartment building.
" I'll see you later! " She hugged him and Peter hummed. " Bye. " He whispered, pressing a soft kiss on Y/n's forehead, who couldn't help but smile.
Y/n gave one last wave and ran towards the lift, stepping in. When she disappeared out of sight, he made his way towards his apartment, still thinking about the picture.
He had his chin propped up on his fist, a smitten smile on his face while his eyes were filled with love and adoration as he stared at Y/n who was focused on her book.
Shaking his head, he realised he's already in front of his apartment. When did I step out of lift? He thought and opened the door with keys. " Hey, May! I'm home. "
" How was school? " Came May's voice from living room. He grinned. " It was okay. N/n punched Flash today-" He stopped as he spotted The Tony Stark sitting on his couch. He blinked twice to believing his eyes.
" Oh, boy! "
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Y/n had been sitting on her phone when a text popped up. It was Peter's.
Y/n grinned and set the phone aside, staring at the ceiling. " Two days! " She groaned out of nowhere.
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To say the least, two days hadn't been pleasant for Y/n. Everything felt boring and she had spend most of her time watching Netflix. By the time Sunday evening arrived, Y/n had dashed out of hers to spend the night at Peter's.
" Hey, N/n! " May greeted and Y/n grinned. " Is Pete back? " She asks, hugging May. May shook her head, breaking the hug.
" He might be in an hour or two. " Y/n nodded.
Spending another hour watching TV and chatting with May, a tired yawn left Y/n's lips. May chuckled. " Go wait in his room. "
She nodded and made her way to his room, plopping on the bottom bunk bed and falling asleep almost instantly.
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Peter had just been back from the internship and he was glad May wasn't home. She had left a note saying she has a night shift for Monday.
He opened his room and switched on the light, finding Y/n curled up on his bed. He chuckled, setting his suit somewhere safe.
He grabbed clothes to change and took off his shirt, Y/n waking up at the same time. " Pete! " She yawned and Peter widened his eyes, a blushing mess.
Y/n had her time checking him out as he slipped on the shirt. Before he could catch her staring, she looked away. Peter grabbed sweats and looked at her. " Just five minutes. "
As said, he took a quick quick shower and came back, Y/n was half asleep as in a sitting position. Peter smiled and grabbed her shoulders.
" N/n! " He shook her and Y/n blinked, finding a black eye on Peter's face.
" What the hell? I told you not to get hurt! " She mumbled, tracing the bruised place.
" Let me bring some ice-"
" No, it's fine. " Peter dragged her back on the bed and Y/n gave him a sharp look. There was a sudden tingling sensation on her fingertips as she touched his bruised eye and she gasped softly as the black colour faded. Peter could feel something moving, as if something was entering his skin.
" What. The. Fuck? "
Peter grabbed her hand, gaping at the galaxical fingertips. He looked in the mirror and there was no sign of black eye nor pain. Y/n rubbed her eyes.
" What was that? " Peter asked, confused.
Y/n raided her brain and connected the dots, putting the two and two together.
" Oh, God! The Healing Mist. "
" The what now? " Peter chuckled, thinking she was sleep talking. " That spider wasn't spitting webs but a blackish mist when I saw it. The tour guide had told me it's the only spider in the world that can't shoot webs and has the fastest healing factor. " She widened her eyes with every word.
" So.... you have healing powers? " Peter mumbled and Y/n shrugged. " I guess so. She told me it was called The Healing Mist. "
Y/n looked at her fingertips, finding the mist leaving her fingertips on her command. She shared a look with Peter.
" I'm sleepy! Let's think about it tomorrow! " She shook her head and dragged Peter on the bed with her.
Peter simply pulled her back in his chest, his hand around her waist.
" Night. " She whispered, her hand holding his.
She could feel a feathery kiss on her shoulder, " Night, N/n. " His breath fanned her neck and she shivered. Thinking she's cold, Peter tugged her closer, pulling the covers over himself and her.
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