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Gwen tucked her hair behind her ear, looking up to meet his gaze, the smile still on her lips as she shook her head. “– NO, hey, don’t be sorry–” she began, clearing her throat as she shifted. She understood; no matter how DISAPPOINTED she was, she knew that she could be around him SOME OTHER TIME. It wasn’t like life was going to get in the way constantly, right? “Pete, you don’t have to do that for me,” she mumbled softly, taking a step forward towards him. The look on his face said it all– that he’d felt CONFLICTED about it– feeling some sort of panic. “It’s okay, I UNDERSTAND,” she mumbled softly. “I mean, I do want to be around you–” she stopped, a blush on her cheeks forming. “– but I know that this internship is IMPORTANT to you.”

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Peter’s lip went under his teeth as he chewed self-consciously. Yet his brain somehow managed to push his fears aside. ❛ No, I owe it to you. I don’t follow through enough. Let me just … take this chance to do just that. ❜ A forced smile did follow, though it wasn’t heavily forced. He was just conflicted. His worries outweighed his wants, and normally he’d sacrifice his own indulgences. But Peter thought maybe just this once he could do something for himself. It couldn’t be that bad without him patrolling, right? ❛ It’s fine, really. It’s not like I’m getting paid for it. ❜

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her  eyes  widen  at  what  just  occurred.  is  this  really  happening  ?  did  he  really  just  do  that  ?  did  he  almost  just  fall   right  in  front  of  her  ?  where  did  he  even  get  that  webbing  from  ?

gwen  listens  to  his  explanations  ,  trying  to  take  them  in  as  he  continued  to  ramble  excuse  after  excuse.  if  he  thought  she  would  believe  anything  he  said  ,  well  …  he’s  probably  out  of  his  mind.  (  &  gwen  is  definitely  losing  her  mind.  )  ❛  amnesia  does  not  work  that  way  ,  peter.  you  definitely  know  that.  ❜  gwen  takes  a  step  back  from  the  windowsill  ,  allowing  him  room  to  come  in.  ❛  do  you  have  any  injuries  ?  i  have  a  first  -  aid  kit  in  my  drawers.  ❜  she  bites  her  lip.  ❛  you  have  a  lot  of  explaining  to  do.  ❜

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he was done for. there was no backing out of this one. it was almost as bad as ned finding out, if not worse. why did he continuously put himself in situations like this ? he truly dug himself under this time. ( it could’ve been worse right ? )

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he lifted himself into the window, almost dead silent as he limped just a bit. ❛ nah, i’m good i just need to sit down for a second. ❜ peter tried to assure, yet his body deceived him with the agonizingly obvious pain he was in. ❛ i swear i don’t need anything, gwen, just pause for a second. ❜ his voice etched with fatigue, though wasn’t demanding, as he found a chair and almost collapsed into it. being able to finally relax his strained muscles gave way to his tiredness, yet the anxiousness pulsed through even more. peter lay lax directly in front of someone in his suit without his mask. ❛ look, it’s a long story. like … really long. ❜

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             ♙  HARRY STARED AT HIS FRIEND   as he stood silent at the door he opened only moments prior. using his   small   observation skills his expression looked tired when he eventually sighed. god   –   peter was such a klutz.   

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❝   you  BROKE IT   didn’t you.    ❞

while grateful it was only harry, peter found a slight inconvenience in it. of course he was figured out. ❛ how would you know ? there’s no visual evidence —— ❜

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❛ —— but maybe. ❜

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❛ i’m going home. ❜ to say peter was annoyed was an understatement. not only had harry lied to him about the party, he’d also tricked him into thinking they were going to watch star wars. ( he should’ve known better, harry hated star wars ) peter could’ve been doing homework, or patrolling, or anything else than wasting his time at a rager for mostly only the popular kids from school. not to mention there were probably around a hundred other people he didn’t know. ❛ you know i hate stuff like this. ❜

@rchboytm // plotted + starter call

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❛  pinky  swear  ,  huh  ?  ❜  gwen  laughs  !  ❛  i  don’t  know  ,  parker  —-  pinky  swears  are  a  serious  thing.  if  you  pinky  swear  ,  i  definitely  have  to  expect  it.  you  can’t  break  pinky  swears  after  all.  ❜  (  she’s  only  semi  -  joking.  gwen  stacy  does  indeed  take  pinky  swears  seriously.  )

she  beams  at  him.  ❛  well  ,  it  is  something  both  you  and  your  aunt  should  be  very  proud  of.  &  um  —-  can  you  give  me  a  moment  ?  ❜  gwen  pulls  out  her  own  phone  ,  already  checking  her  schedule  for  today  &  the  rest  of  the  week.  ❛  i  have  today  open  &  surprisingly  ,  i  have  my  friday  open.  normally  i’m  free  on  the  weekends  ,  but  i  told  my  parents  i’d  spend  some  family  time  with  them  since  my  dad  finally  has  some  time  off.  ❜  she  tucks  her  phone  away  ,  refocusing  her  attention  on  peter.  she  chooses  not  to  comment  on  the  ap  class  ,  rather  just  deciding  to  keep  the  conversation  going.  ❛  i  like  him.  he  looks  out  for  the  smaller  guys.  i  think  we  need  someone  like  that.  ❜

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❛ it’s extremely effective ! ❜ he rationalized, a smile overcoming briefly. ❛ i pinky swear i won’t go back on this. if i don’t send it, i probably just forgot. if that happens, you have the right to confront me. but right now i plead the fifth. ❜ peter’s joking aside, he tried to permanently indent the playlist in his head —— he’ll most definitely forget.

he stood idly with a nod as he watched the floor while checking his watch for the time just to seem as though he wasn’t just doing nothing. as she spoke up, his head shot up to focus back. pretending to check his own schedule he nodded, ❛ we can do it today ? if that works for you. or friday if you um … wanna get home. i don’t want to waste your time or anything. ❜ he practically rambled. yet he always peaked an interest in finding what others thought of his alter-ego. it either gave him criticism he tried to fix, or a confidence booster that he was doing something right for a change. a smile followed, ❛ yeah, he is uh looking out for the little guy. friendly neighborhood hero i guess. i agree, he’s doing a lot of good. ❜

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she understood, because she was in the same position. there were weird people out there, she was well aware of that, but she’d never run into any. peter was the first. though, she seemed a little more stunned by it all, rather than excited, like he was. hopefully the excited part would come eventually, she was still frozen, per usual.

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“oh, uh, yeah. were you not?” eyebrows furrow slightly. this part was new. she had just assumed that everyone with powers like this had to be born with them. though, apparently she was wrong to do so. “how do you get powers?”

peter’s enthusiasm came with learning. he’d always been like that, sometimes it wasn’t always a good thing. a reconcile followed in his head, wanting to keep his curiosity at bay, mainly for both of their sake.

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❛ it’s a long story, actually. ❜ he spoke with a nervous laugh. how was one supposed to explain that sort of occurrence ? that he was just conveniently bitten by a radioactive spider and he then had the physiology of one ? sounded good enough. ❛ basically uh … long story short, i was bit by this mutated spider and now i can climb walls. ❜

spldertm:

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fuck it, press the heart for a starter from simply peter parker ! spidey will be available tomorrow