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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.”

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. ❜