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gwen’s  brows  furrow  at  the  sight  of  peter.  he’s  visibly  exhausted.  at  this  very  moment  ,  as  much  as  she  wants  to  question  him  –  interrogate  him  –  she  opts  to  do  something  else  for  now.  she  can  save  the  heavy  stuff  for  later  on  tonight.  ❛  can  you  give  me  a  minute  ?  ❜  gwen  asks  &  leaves  peter  in  her  room.

she  comes  back  quickly  ,  closing  the  door  as  quietly  as  she  can.  she  has  a  glass  of  water  in  her  hand  ,  &  a  blanket  draped  over  her  arm.  ❛  i  ,  um.  i  brought  these  for  you.  just  …  you  know  ,  don’t  move  much.  stay  there.  don’t  exert  yourself.  ❜  she  lays  the  blanket  on  the  armrest  of  the  chair  &  puts  the  glass  down  on  the  nearest  surface.  afterwards  ,  she  elects  to  go  back  to  her  bed.  instead  of  laying  down  ,  she  sits  with  her  leg  crossed  ,  eyes  still  focused  on  peter.  ❛  you  have  …  you  have  a  lot  of  explaining  to  do.  ❜

he thanks her silently, taking the water gratefully. it didn’t hit him until then how raw his throat felt. yet peter masked it by doing his best not to cringe as the water hits. ( he really needed to get better at not getting beat up ) ❛ seriously, thanks. i really do appreciate this. ❜ his voice remaiend soft, more than certain it wasn’t just the two of them.

a heavy sigh followed, showcasing his nervousness though it had since dwindled. ❛ so uh … i guess i can’t leave till i explain myself ? ❜ peter laughed quizzically, though it was more of a forced laugh. ❛ i get it. this is kinda huge. i guess i’ll start from the beginning then. ❜ personally, he’d felt almost relieved it was just gwen and not some stranger. she was someone he felt he could trust at least. ❛ so um … back in our freshman year, i was sorta on a trip with uncle ben to oscorp. and i sort of broke the rules and went into a disclosed location. and got bit by a radioactive spider. ❜ it almost sounded outlandish to him the first time he told someone, which was ned that is.

❛ i literally woke up like this the next day. i could climb walls, my senses were dialed to eleven. it was insane. ❜ he explained, fiddling with the blanket as he spoke and he attempted to keep eye contact, though failed to. ❛ and then … you know what happened to um … ❜ peter’s voice trailed, though he recovered by clearing his throat, ❛ the incident. and i just sort of … didn’t want that to happen to anyone else, you know ? ❜ 

while he tried to condense his words, it only would make it more confusing, finding himself wanting to just disappear into the chair. ( if only his power was invisibility ) ❛ it just started taking off from there. i was stopping buses with my bare hands. swinging around the city. i invented my webshooters, my web fluid. it just felt natural. like i finally had something that i was doing right for once in my life. something that gave me meaning. ❜

❛ then fast forward six months and mr. stark tracked me down and i fought with him against captain america. that was my trip to germany and i’ve just been doing this thing ever since. i stopped the vulture guy, which also happened to be liz’s dad. ❜ he inquired, hoping that it shed light on the incident with him and her at homecoming. ❛ i saved everyone on the decathlon trip too. there’s just … so much that entailed. ❜

peter’s body leaned forward, utmost sincere before he spoke. his expression was almost apologetic. he didn’t want her to find out this way, if at all. it was his fault this happened due to his recklessness. ❛ i’m so sorry i didn’t tell you, gwen. but it’s … it’s really complicated. only mr. stark, ned, aunt may and now you know. i’m just trying to do the best i can. this —— the suit, the alter ego —— i am nothing without it. please just … don’t tell anyone. ❜