There's a moment, in some peoples' lives, when you realize you weren't destined for anything normal. Sometimes, if you're lucky enough, you get two.
Discovering my powers was the first.
And Peter Parker was the second.
And everything that followe...
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On rare occasions, when the three of us get into disagreements, we sort of have this unspoken thing where we watch a stupid movie to make up or whatever. I mean, I know it's just us sitting on the floor watching Sharknado, but it releases this sort of pressure in my chest. Like my lungs aren't as heavy or something.
I snap a picture of a pigeon sitting on the awning of Peter's apartment building.
I knock a couple times on the door and Aunt May is there, her hair bunched loosely behind her in a ponytail. Her eyes light up behind her thick frames and she nearly drops a pan of burnt cookies in her hand. She sets them down on the counter and hugs me tightly, "___! Oh thank god."
My arms clench to my sides as hers wrap tightly around my ribcage. I laugh a little, my eyes wide and staring toward the ceiling. "Um. May? You alright?"
She releases me and dusts her hands off onto the apron around her waist. "Yeah, he's just been so stressed out about upsetting you, and you know the internship has been working him so hard....and we just—We're glad to have you."
I look away, confused. "I didn't know Peter was so worried about what happened."
"Are you kidding? It's all he's been thinking about."
"It's all good now. No worries."
She looks at me fondly for a moment, then catches herself staring and points down the hall, "Anyway, him and Ned are...are in his room."
"Cool. Thanks, May."
I somewhat awkwardly turn from her, and make my way toward Peter's room. Something stops me short when I arrive, and I linger there in front of the door for a couple moments. I can hear their conversation leek through the small crack from the door left barely ajar.
"Ned, you can't tell her."
"Dude! Why not?"
"Because she already almost found out about the Stark Internship and if she finds out about this too, then everything's going to be weird."
"Peter, you're going to have to tell her about everything eventually. And for what it's worth, I'm pretty sure she feels the same."
"I just...I can't risk loosing her. She's too important to me."
"I think you're overthinking it too much. She's our best friend. She wouldn't just ditch you because she knows that you're Spi—"
