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"'you were in peter parker's vlog.'" i muttered to myself. i was reading comments on my instagram live. "who's peter parker?" i asked. instantly comments flooded in.
[no spider-man in this!]
after having a midlife crisis, and listening to lots of dodie, i finally decided on wearing black cargo pants with a chain and a belt, that i paired with blocky white fifa shoes and a simple white crop top.
i got to white noise and thanked my uber driver as i got out. i looked up at the place and got a warm feeling in my chest. i could see peter through the window as he was sitting at the window seats. i smiled and walked in. i turned and saw him on his phone. i bit the inside of my cheek as i walked up to him.
(a/n: white noise is a real cafe in queens and you can look it up to get more of a feel but this is where they're sitting)
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he kept looking at his phone so i took the time to take in his features. he had soft brown eyes, thin lips, a crooked nose that has most likely been broken more than once, and curls that had been tamed today.
he was wearing a grey hoodie with blue jeans and converse. suddenly his eyes looked up and met mine. i blushed intensely.
"oh, sorry! um, hi peter nice to finally meet you!" i said nervously.
"oh, you too." he smiled.
"mind if i sit?" i asked.
he shook his head. i smiled softly and sat next to him before pushing a table next to the one in front of peter. it was noon on a tuesday so the coffee shop wasn't very full so we were allowed to do that.
"we should probably order!" peter said as we sat in silence.
i nodded and we went up to the register. we both ordered a simple hot chocolate, the worker at the register noticed it was us and her hands shook as she took our order.
"do you want a picture?" peter asked.
she nodded with a blush on her cheeks. peter smiled and took her phone that she handed him after taking it out from under the counter. he opened the camera and held it out as i put up a peace sign and smiled at the camera. she thanked us as we paid and went back to our seats.
"so do you want to take pictures?" i asked as someone came and brought us our drinks. peter nodded after we thanked them.
we then left our drinks there to cool down and went to the neon sign that said, 'rebel with a cause' it was basic but cute.
i handed peter my phone and went under the sign. he took some pictures with a small smile on his face. when he gave it back i saw that i was serious in some and in others i had a big smile.
"you're turn!" i said making him go under the sign. he was still looking at his phone. i decided to open my own camera and take one of him. he looked very serious and had a small curl going down on his face. he looked up at the sound.
"sorry, couldn't help myself." i shrugged.
i then took some of peter with his phone. i discovered something else about peter as i did, he was very photogenic. he looked amazing in all of the pictures.
there was a lady typing away at her keyboard which we asked to take pictures of us. she agreed happily and followed us to the sign.
i put one of my arms around peter and leaned into him as i smiled widely, it was a very sarcastic smile but you could easily tell i was actually happy. i then put both of my arms around peter's neck making him lean down as his hands went to my waist. without thinking i then kissed his cheek.
peter then sneezed, i let one of my hands drop to mouth as i laughed. i still had an arm around him but was laughing. it took me awhile to calm down.
"you make a very nice couple." she complimented as she handed it back. "oh we're not-," peter and i rushed out in unison. she laughed, apologized and went back to her laptop with a wave.
after that we both went back to our seats with blushes dusting our cheeks. then we kept just talking and learning about each other. i learned a lot about peter. he only had his aunt may, her husband passed away a few years before, he was actually really smart. he didn't admit that but i could tell over how he got excited over the geekiest things.
it was actually quite cute.
he would get excited and then ramble and talk quickly leaving me with hardly anytime to talk. which i didn't mind. but he would realize and then blush and apologize. which was happening now.
"it's okay, i like that you get so excited about star wars." i laughed, before taking a sip of my warm drink.
"so, how do you feel about star wars?" he asked.
"honestly, i've never watched one," i shrugged. his jaw dropped.
"when are you free?" he asked.
"whenever." i laughed.
"great!" he got up excitedly.
"let's go to my place!" he says making me laugh.
"promise you won't kill me?" i said as i got up.
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we decided to walk there, my suggestion, because the day was nice. i honestly just wanted more time with him. in the middle of our conversation about what does and what doesn't belong on pizza i felt a slight breeze making me shiver.
"oh here." he quickly took off his hoodie and handed it to me.
"won't you be cold?" he shrugged in response.
i put it on and sighed contently. it was baggy on me but was soft and smelled like peter. we continued walking when we were stopped by a girl that looked a couple years younger than us.
"oh my god," we turned to her.
"can i take a picture?" we nodded.
she held it and we all smiled. she thanked us and walked away with a smile.
we then went on our way again. i took a breath and moved my hand, letting my fingertips touch peter's hand, just barely grazing it. i looked straight ahead but out of the corner of my eye i saw peter look at me.
i then felt his fingers intertwine with mine. i gasped and looked at him, but he turned the other way. i could see him blush and smiled to myself. we walked the rest of the way in silence.
although my thoughts were quiet loud and my heart thundered in my chest. this was weird, different. usually i didn't know if guys liked me back. but with peter, even before i knew him i knew he liked me.
but what if he doesn't like me now that he knows me? well he's holding my hand for a reason right? maybe he just feels bad for me. or he-.
"we're here." my thoughts were interrupted as peter announced our arrival. he let go of my hand to unlock the door and then let me walk in before him.
