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5 Times -- JJ Maybank

Summary - 5 times Reader knew they were in love with JJ, and the one time they didn't have to hide it anymore.

Word Count - 2.8k (I KNOW ITS LONG I'M SORRY. I PROMISE THIS ONES WORTH IT.)

Warnings - Gets a little dirty towards the end

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It was always simple in the movies. The girl would come walking down the staircase in a fancy dress and a sparkling necklace and *suddenly* the boy realized he was in love. Or the boy would catch the girl *just* before she fell, and as she stared into his eyes, he was her hero. Her love.

But we all know that's not how it works. I realized my love in far different and unique ways.

1. Saturday, November 24th, 2020 -- 1:53 a.m.

I sat on my bed, scrolling on my phone in the early hours of a Saturday. I had taken a nap the previous day, making it impossible to fall asleep at a normal time. My phone buzzed suddenly and a notification framed the top of my screen.

*Snapchat From Gay Jay Maybank*

And then another, and then another.

I scrunched my eyebrows and clicked on the latest one. I opened the picture to see a deep frown set on JJ's face.

*I'm a killer Y/n.*

The caption read. I clicked again to move to the next one. This time the picture of him had his palm to his forehead.

*I didn't mean to hurt him, he was so fucking fast :(*

All I could think was that JJ had hit a literal human on the road at nearly 2 a.m. and I was going to have to get him out of this sticky situation. It wasn't too far out of the realm of possibility, he did *just* get his license. I clicked again to reveal him fake wailing.

*I'M A HORRIBLE SQUIRREL FATHER!*

I giggled, taking a picture of me looking distraught.

*How will I ever forgive you? After killing our SON!*

He replied quickly.

*I'm so sorry my love, I will be so careful next time.*

My heart skipped a beat. **My love**. It felt so right coming from him. So warm and welcoming. It felt like the first Sun of summer or the last snowflake of winter. Just a little sting. Though it was far easier keeping my composure over snap chat, I would manage.

2. Sunday, December 18th, 2020 -- 5:03 p.m.

JJ and I wandered around the little pop-up shops figure 8 had going on for Christmas. People were selling little goodies and crafts to make a little extra money, it was one of the few things the cut and figure 8 came together for.

"Free samples!" A younger lady shouted from her stand, this pulled me in of course. "Hi, there! Free sample ma'am?" She asked me with a smile.

"Sure!" JJ turned around at the sight of a dog, kneeling to pet it. She handed me a small slice of fudge. I put it to my nose. "Woah, this smells good, what kind is it?" I asked, putting it to my mouth.

"Buckeye." She smiled, I nodded, opening my mouth to eat it as JJ stood *very* quickly, nearly putting his whole hand in my mouth. He took the fudge from my hand and gave me a scolding look.

"Y/n, that has peanut butter in it, you could have died!" He shook his head, popping it in his mouth. "Please be careful, I can't have you dying on me." He joked, looking to the lady again. "Do you have any samples without peanut butter?" I could barely pay attention to their conversation as I thought about everything that just happened.

He saved my life, and not only that he was listening to everything. He paid attention, so endearing.

*Damnit, he makes me so happy.*

3. Thursday, February 6th, 2021 -- 1:36 p.m.

My foot tapped under my desk, listening to our teacher drone on about World War 1. A paper ball hit my desk and slid into my lap. My head snapped up to see who did it. I caught the eye of JJ, holding his pointer finger to his lips. I raised an eyebrow, uncrumpling the paper.

*I looked at Mrs. Bailey's class plan for today and we need to find partners for a project. Wanna be together?*

There was a little "yes" and "no" option at the bottom. I put a circle over the yes and threw it back to him. He opened it and smiled at me, sinking into his seat and looking back at our teacher.

"Alright, so you're going to need partners for this project..."

4. Friday, May 15th, 2021 -- 11:55 p.m.

I sat on John B's couch, my feet up on the coffee table as the boys drank. Sarah, Kie, and I were playing Go Fish.

"Sarah, do you have a ten?" She huffed, pulling a ten from her hand and giving it to me. I smiled, plucking it from her fingers and putting it in my hand. "Kie, do *you* have a ten?" She squinted at me.

"Nope, go fish!" She announced triumphantly. I rolled my eyes playfully and picked up a card. "Sarah, do you have a seven?" Just as Kie asked, I felt the couch dip next to me.

"Hey, pretty lady." An arm was slung around me and pulled me closer.

"Hello JJ." I giggled, looking over at him. I could smell the Apple Cider Alcohol on his breath.

"Can I tell you something?" He asked seriously, though I was sure it would be something silly. He was never a serious guy unless it came to someone messing with his friends.

"Y/n, do you have a six?" Sarah asked, kicking my foot on the table lightly to get my attention. I looked at my cards and silently handed her a six with a smile.

"Yes, you can always tell me anything JJ." I gave him seriousness back. His smile grew with every word.

"I learned about jellyfish in zoology today." He said with a little slur. I tried to hold back a laugh, remembering this was *serious business*. So I just nodded, gesturing for him to go on.

"Did you know that at least one species of jellyfish, Turritopsis nutricula, maybe literally immortal?! When threatened, they are capable of undergoing "cellular transdifferentiation," a process whereby their cells essentially become new again. In other words, this jellyfish has a built-in fountain of youth. It's theoretically immortal Y/n!" With every word, the room got more silent. We all knew that JJ was smart, smart enough to do almost anything. The problem was that he just wanted to goof around and have fun, which we supported. But then there were moments like these where he would say something pretty intelligent.

The room laughed, a look of confusion appearing on the boy's face. He looked at all of his with a scrunched face.

"What? It's interesting right?" He asked me, getting closer to my face.

"Yes, if was very interesting I promise, I'm just surprised you're so coherent after drinking so much, that's all." I stated, putting a smile back on his face.

"I knew you'd like that." He sighed, putting his head in my lap and wrapping his arms around my torso.

You tell a boy one time that you think jellyfish are cool and they go on a whole drunken rant about them, huh?

5. Sunday, June 6th, 2021 -- 5:50 p.m.

I invited the Pogues to my house for dinner, my mom wanted to meet them all together. They had only met Sarah, Kie, and Pope (briefly), so they wanted to actually get to know them.

My mom stepped into our little circle we had made on the living room floor.

"Alright, spaghetti is almost ready, before we sit, can I get all of your names?" JJ stood first, taking my mom's hand lightly.

"Hi Mrs. Y/L/N, my name's JJ. I'm your girl's favorite." He looked down and winked at me. My mom gave a raised eyebrow and I just shook my head at her. John B then stood up.

"I'm John B, nice to meet you." He gave a kind smile. Kie and Sarah stood simultaneously.

"So nice to meet you." Sarah said mockingly, making Mom giggle. Then was Pope.

"Hello, I'm Pope, the food smells amazing." She thanked him and we moved to the dining room.

The dinner went by pretty fast, seeing as it was 6:35 now and we were finishing up. I grabbed everyone's plates and made my way to the kitchen, JJ stopped me, taking them from my hands.

"I got you." He took them to the sink where my mom was. She smiled and thanked him, I just listened. "Mind if I help?" He asked, grabbing a towel.

"Oh, you don't have to do that sweetie." She lightly swatted at him.

"But you cooked for us, let me at least dry the dishes." He tilted his head hopefully. She eventually agreed. I listened to them laugh in the kitchen for 10 minutes before he came out, wiping his hands on his jeans.

"Spending time with my mom hmm?" I teased.

"Gotta make a good impression ya know?" He asked, "Unfortunately I've gotta go, Pops needs to be taken to the pharmacy." He gave me a two-finger salute and I held my arms out for him. He pulled me in tight. "You're moms awesome." He laughed, I nodded.

"Don't go liking her more than me." I giggled, letting him go.

"I could never." And with that he was gone, not long after the rest left too. My mom suddenly came from the kitchen, untying her apron.

"You better have a crush on that JJ boy." She gave me the mom look and I just shook my head again. "Yeah, that's what I thought." She laughed, patting my back. "I like him."

SIX - Saturday, July 24th, 10:30 p.m.

I was already pretty tipsy, much like the rest of the group, as we played the dirty deck of truth or drink. Pope picked a card up, reading it aloud, towards Sarah.

"Where is one place you’d like to have sex at but never had the opportunity?" He asked her, a blush creeping on her cheeks.

"Uh, a boat probably. Sounds good to me as long as we take Dramamine beforehand." This made us all laugh. Sarah turned to me, pulling a card.

"What is your biggest turn-on?" She asked. If I were more sober, I may have taken a drink. But this question was not worth getting wasted for.

"Uhm," I laughed, trying to think about it. "I would say there's a two-way tie. Between neck kisses and massages. There's just something about neck kisses." Kie agreed with me as I picked up a new card, one for JJ. I stared at the card, not sure if I even wanted to know the answer to it.

"What is the last “dirty” dream you had?" He wiped his hand down his face with a smile, reaching for his cup.

"Come on JJ, don't be a pussy." John B nudged him. JJ gave him a shitty look, rolling his eyes.

"Fine. It was a few weeks ago." He shrugged.

"It actually said *what* not *when* JJ." I looked at him with a challenging smirk. He glared at me a little.

"Okay. Do you guys really want the details on this?" He looked at us all expectantly, all of us gave him a nod. "Alrighty. I was in this girl's house, and she was taking me to her room, pretty normal. She sat me on her bed and sat on my lap. She kissed me and ran her hands all over my body. After we made out for a while we, ya know, and we took a shower together afterward. It was cute actually." He stared at the ground the whole time he told the story, not his usual cocky confidence coming through.

"What position?" Kie asked out of nowhere, making me laugh uncontrollably.

"Uhh," JJ closed his eyes, his head coming up from the ground. I could see his cheeks were a dusty pink, I couldn't tell if it was because of the question or the alcohol. "She was, riding me." He smiled, eyes still closed.

"Damn JJ! Who was this about?" Pope asked, raising an eyebrow at him. JJ threw his hands in the air.

"I thought we were only supposed to be asked one question!" Pope raised his hands in defense, making JJ pick a card and ask Kie a question.

Soon enough we were all about a round tipsier and it was back to Sarah asking me a question. She pulled a card for me.

"Do you prefer rough or romantic sex?"

"Definitely romantic. No questions asked." I then pulled a card for JJ and smiled.

"So the card says I get to ask a question of my choice, but it's gotta be dirty." JJ shook his head at me, knowing what my question would be. "Who was the dream about?" He groaned, grabbing his cup.

"No way I'm answering this one. All you get to know is that this wasn't the first and it probably won't be the last time I have a dirty dream about the person."

"Yeah, that's not enough." I crossed my arms.

"I know." He then threw back his drink, chugging it.

By the end of the game, I was *nearly* wasted. You know what they say about liquid courage right? Well, I was *going* to find out who that dream was about. Everyone was spread across the Chateau, I knew JJ would be in his spare bedroom, most likely smoking a joint. Perfect, he would be loosened up. I knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in." I opened the door and just as I suspected he was smoking a joint.

"Can I join you?" I pointed and he nodded. My body plopped onto the bed next to him, I got right to the point. "Who was the dream about JJ." I asked, grabbing the joint from his fingers. I took a hit, blowing the smoke in front of me.

"Why do you care?" He laughed, taking a hit and blowing the smoke in my face playfully. I swatted at it.

"I just wanna know." I slurred, slapping his chest pitifully. He shook his head at me.

"You're wasted aren't you?"

"No! Just nearly wasted." I babbled, trying to focus on him.

"Alright, I'll tell you. *Only* because I'm 98% sure that you won't remember in the morning." I nodded aggressively, eager to know the answer. "It was about you." His head was down, taking a very long drag, he let out billows of smoke, not making eye contact with me.

"What?" I laughed, shaking his shoulder. "Nuh-uh!" He turned his head slightly at me, just nodding. He looked *so* nervous. I didn't have to be sober to see that. I scrunched my eyebrows at him.

"I'm not high enough for this." He laid back on his bed, next to me, who was sitting up. I turned my body around to look at him.

"And you had more than one?" I asked calmly, I suddenly felt a bit more sober, maybe it was the shock. He just nodded again, refusing to look at me. "But why?" This genuinely confused me. He only raised his head, looking at me with a dumb look. I climbed on top of him, making him look a little surprised. I sat on his stomach, leaning over his face and putting my arms on either side of his head.

"What does it mean?" I asked seriously. He just looked up at me, his smile growing by the second.

"It means I've got the hots for you, obviously." He said, though it sounded like a joke. I squinted at him in suspicion. "What about you, do you have dirty dreams about me?" He smirked, taking another puff. I only nodded at him slowly.

"Do you really have the hots for me?" I asked cautiously.

"Yep, have for a long time. And now you know, which is great. Certainly wasn't planning on telling you any time soon but, fuck it, right?" I lowered myself to my elbows, making our faces inches apart.

"You're so cute when you're nervous." I giggled, bumping my nose with his.

"Who said I was nervous?" He asked.

"Your face does the telling." I chuckled, moving my hand to touch his cheek. "If you're serious, the feelings are mutual." I confessed quietly. He muttered a quiet yes, so I took that as a go and leaned in, kissing him tenderly. He breathed out a sigh as I kissed him, putting his hand behind my head to keep me in place. I soon pulled away, just staring into those baby blue eyes.

"You aren't just doing this cause you're drunk right?" He asked.

"Nope, I've felt like this for a long time. Though it is a little amplified when I'm drunk." I laughed, pecking his lips again.

"You're so perfect." He chuckled, flipping us so he was above me. "Now let's test some things." He then began kissing down my neck.

*Oh yeah, he was gonna ruin me.*

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klbwriting · 3 years

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Unexpected Allies - Chapter 9

Fandom: Six of Crows

Pairing: Kaz/female!Reader

Summary: The Dregs finally have some bonding time but its ruined

Note: So complete honesty, the second song that inspired this fic makes an appearance in this chapter and its uh ‘I2I’ from A Goofy Movie so yes, you can all imagine my surprise when I heard this play for my kids and instantly said ‘the Dregs would love this shit’ and well, I went with it, also I think I used this gif already but I love it so its appearing again

Taglist: @amwitherspoon @mcntsee

Y/N spent the next day trying to catch up with everyone from her past, seeing old friends and even training the new Grisha that were volunteering for the army. It was refreshing after being forced to play a role she hated for so many years. She felt freer than she had in a long time and she felt herself coming out of her shell more. She struck up an instant friendship with Nina as the women trained the up and coming Grisha and she finally asked about Kaz's time in Ketterdam more. "So in Ketterdam you were a servant?" Y/N asked, staring at Nina surprised. "And I knew Kaz was in the Dregs but he wasn't the actual leader?" "I was an indenture," Nina corrected. "And no, Kaz was second in command to Per Haskell and well, I guess since Per didn't survive the assault Kaz is sort of in charge now. He probably said he was in charge to impress you." Y/N blushed and tried to brush it off. "I don't think Kaz goes around thinking about how to impress me," she said, sitting down at the dinner table with her plate of food. Nina smiled and shook her head. "Look, we all know that you and Kaz have a thing, Jesper can't keep his mouth shut, but we've all agreed that we don't want to say anything because no one wants to die by caning," she said. "So yes, Kaz Brekker thinks about impressing you, and apparently stalks you since that's about the 6th time I've seen him looking at you since lunch." She nodded her head towards the line for food where Kaz was standing. When Y/N looked and saw him he looked at Matthias as if he had been listening to what the giant was saying. Y/N shook her head and looked back at Nina. "I'm impressed that you somehow broke through that icy wall he has around him." "I don't think I broke it, feels kind of like I just found a small door and crawled through," she said. "I mostly just want him to be happy, well as close to happy as Kaz Brekker gets. Though I'm not made of kruge so I doubt he's that happy." "Who knows, maybe he likes you more than kruge," Nina said. Both women started laughing, drawing some attention to themselves. Jesper and Inej soon joined them with Wylan coming soon after. Matthias was next and finally Kaz. He approached the table and cleared his throat. Wylan looked up from his spot next to Y/N. "What?" he asked, noticing the murderous look on Kaz's face. Y/N rolled her eyes but smiled. "Move merchling before he gets angry," Jesper said, pulling Wylan closer to him. "I don't know how you tell...he always looks angry," the boy grumbled as he started eating. Y/N saw Kaz throw him a look before he started eating himself.

A few minutes into the conversation about the possible job that was going to be given to the Dregs Wylan threw a hand up and it smacked Kaz's shoulder. Kaz had let down his guard some, not really paying attention and didn't expect the interaction. He paled and felt a little dizzy for a moment, the world going a little fuzzy. He hadn't had an incident like this in a long time. He had come to expect the small bumps and touches from others and braced himself all the time for them. Now however, after the journey and him having held hands with Y/N last night, he had let down that guard thinking he was getting better, but this proved him wrong. No one else seemed to notice that he was struggling and he was glad, he didn't want them to see his weakness so clearly on display. He had to recover quick but at the moment he didn't know how, his vision wasn't refocusing and he could feel his chest closing, feeling sickness rising in him. "Kaz, listen to me." Her voice, he heard it in his head. At least he thought that's where it was. "Breathe. Breathe again. One more time. Now close your eyes and open them. Look at me." He did as she said and when he opened his eyes and looked at her he saw they were alone at the table. She smiled at him. "I told them you were still tired from the journey, they went to set up a fire circle for tonight, asked for us newcomers to join them." "Alright," Kaz said. He was still focusing on her voice, letting her talk and letting the sound ground him. From the way she was looking at him he thought that she knew what he was thinking so she kept on the conversation for them both. They wanted her to bring her guitar, wanted to hear her sing something. She hoped she didn't embarrass him with her song choice, it was going to be a silly thing she had written while in school. "Do you think you can stand and walk, they're waving us over now," she said. He hadn't realized it had gotten truly dark already. He was going to need to be better about keeping his guard up, he couldn't let something like that happen again. He nodded and stood, leaning more on his cane then normal. Y/N rose and kept a good distance between them, giving him space that he desperately needed and he appreciated her for it. They worked their way to the other Dregs and sat on seats around a roaring fire.

"Could have used your help with this thing Miss Inferni" Matthias said, giving her an annoyed look. Nina elbowed him in the ribs. "I could light your coat on fire if you really want to use my powers like I'm a trained dog," Y/N shot back, sitting down. Jesper had run to her tent and gotten her guitar. He sat down and handed it to her. Kaz sat down next to her and she felt his mood shift, his panic attack was over and he was back. He looked at her and nodded, confirming he was alright and she nodded back. "Play the song, I think we all want to hear it," Wylan said. The others murmured agreement and Y/N blushed. This song was so dumb and she was going to be mortified but she had promised. "Alright so remember I wrote this when I was around 14 so its going to sound like silly fantasy nonsense," she said. She tuned the guitar a little bit to make it sound brighter and started playing. It was more upbeat than anything she had played recently and she was really struggling with getting the rhythm down until she heard someone playing what sounded like drums near her. She looked up and Wylan had a bowl and some spoons and was making a beat for her to play too. 'Thank you' she mouthed to him and he smiled brightly back as he kept playing. She finally found the beat and started to sing.

"I got myself a notion, one I know that you'll understand To set the world in motion by reaching out for each other's hand"

She teasingly reached out to Kaz, a smile on her face so he knew she was playing. She expected him to blow her off, roll his eyes and look away, but to her surprise he actually squeezed her hand for just a moment before pulling back. She felt her heart do a little leap in her chest. It was one thing for him to touch her in private, where no one could see, but out here with friends was another story, he was comfortable with her and was showing it around others. The others didn't seem to notice as they were having fun moving in their seats, sometimes making wooping noises to the music as she kept singing about love saving the world. It was silly but it made everyone smile and that was what she was hoping to do. They deserved this time to bond as friends again. As the song ended they heard a mocking clapping from nearby. Y/N turned to look at who was ruining this moment and saw an older man who looked rough, and well, his eyes held evil in them, covered in a thin layer of cruelty. "That was lovely, just so sweet to see the Dregs back together," he said, voice light, like he was talking to old friends. Inej stood up, folding her arms. "Not now Rollins, we will speak later," she said. It clicked for Y/N who this was. Pekka Rollins. The man who had nearly destroyed Kaz. Rage roared inside her and she stood abruptly. She could feel the anger radiating off of Kaz next to her but he was controlling himself, biding his time.

"O, want to give me a private show little lady?" Pekka said. This brought Kaz to his feet. He had felt more then seen the rage that had filled Y/N when she realized who this was. He was practiced at containing his malice for Rollins but she wasn't. When she stood he stayed seated, hoping that Rollins would just finish whatever business he came here for and then leave. Apparently that wasn't going to happen. "What business?" Kaz asked like they were in Ketterdam again. He figured that's not how things worked around here but it would hopefully remind Rollins of whatever he came here to do. Rollins laughed. "Living in the past my friend, time to catch up. I just came to thank you Brekker, breaking me out of that Fjerda prison saved my life. If I hadn't be escaping I wouldn't have heard those Second Army shits talking about demolishing Ketterdam. Thanks to you I got most of my crew out, sorry about yours though, shame you couldn't get them out," he said. Kaz took a deep breath, remembering that his time to kill Rollins was fast approaching. He would do it in secret of course, take his time in the night and make sure that by morning the body would be unrecognizable. This mantra kept Kaz from striking the bastard right here. But it didn't keep Y/N at bay. Before anyone could react she threw a large rock right at Rollins's face, cracking him in the nose. Blood poured and he cried out in anger and pain. "You bitch!" he said. Y/N had a fireball in her hand ready to fire. "Leave now, your business here is finished," she said, becoming every inch the Darkling's second in that moment. Kaz could see her where someone evil, someone like him, could trust her, deep inside she was the same, she just worked to suppress those traits while he relished in them. Rollins took the hint and walked away, some of his crewmates coming over to help, glaring at Y/N as they left. Kaz and Y/N sat down again and they looked at each other. He was asking her to help him kill Pekka Rollins, tonight, without saying a word. She understood him completely and nodded. "Tonight," she said. He wished she hadn't spoken it aloud but it didn't really matter. "You can't kill him Kaz," Inej said. He looked at her with raised eyebrows. "His death is mine to collect," he said. "I call the shots for the Dregs and I saw when I take a life." Inej took a breath and he saw her change, her demeanor becoming one of a leader, ready to compete with him instead of work under him. "It doesn't work like that here Brekker," she said. "Pekka Rollins did get most of his crew out so our people from Ketterdam joined together, everyone was a Dime Lion or a Dreg and we were forced to become partners. If you kill Pekka Rollins then those sides will start infighting and this resistance already has enough of that. Leave him be, a Dreg cannot kill a Dime Lion." Kaz gripped his cane tight and stood, turning and walking a few steps. He stopped and glanced back, knowing that Y/N was following him. He let her catch up to him and they walked back to his tent. "I have a plan," she said as they entered. Kaz looked at her a little surprised and a little proud. "Let's hear it," he said. He knew they probably were thinking of the same plan but he would let her have the credit for it. "I'll get Rollins, if I had to subdue him I will but with how he looked at me I think he'll come willingly. We got out of camp and then you can have your revenge. I'll burn the body after. If he's found everyone will think I did it and after my display tonight I'm sure no one would be surprised. I'll make sure to distance myself from you and the Dregs out there, make sure they can't pin it on you guys," she said. Kaz smirked and nodded. Well, think you can work your magic in about an hour? Head out of the camp and go east, I heard there's a hut there for skinning animals, I think I'll borrow it," Kaz said, feeling the sick thrill of knowing he was going to do something truly horrifying.

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spider-man-and-i · 6 years

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11. Pieces of an unknown puzzle

It had been 2 weeks since I had fallen asleep while Peter and I were supposed to be working on our project, which we aced by the way. Summer starts in 2 days and while I was glad, I couldn’t escape the dread of an upcoming anniversary. May 19th, the day our lives became hell. The day our parents died.

“It’s alright, Eve. We got this.” Sam said, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear as she seemingly read my mind. “Shall I drive you to school?” “Yeah.” i say with a small smile. The ride is mostly silent until my sister tell me to have a good day. “Yeah, I’ll try.” I say as I look around for M.J. who is with Ned and Peter is no where to be seen. With how much school that boy misses I’m surprised he’s still passing.

“Hey, M.J. where is Peter?” I ask and she just shakes her head. As we walk we talk about what we did over the weekend but as soon as Ned walks to his class M.J. smiles largely, pulling her nose out of her book and wiggles her eye brows at me.

“What?” I laugh, already knowing where this is going. “So are you going to tell me what’s going on with you and Pete yet? I’ve never had a best friend but I’m pretty sure that this is not how it works. You’re supposed to tell me everything.” M.J. says using her hands to speak.

“Why do you insist something is going on?” I fire back with a smile on my face.

“The midnight meet ups. The fact that when he’s here you 2 are basically stuck at the hip. Oh and don’t think we don’t notice how much happier you both are around each other.” M.J. counts the list on her fingers, pointing the last one at me. “So are you guys…?” She didn’t have to finish the sentence, what she was implying was clear. My face heated to a blush.

“No..We’re just..” I think of the easiest way to explain what exactly it was that I had with Peter Parker. Just Just friends. Just Best Friends. Just best friends who have kissed. Just friendly flirting. Just movie marathon cuddle buddies. Just friends with crushes, who are too shy to do anything about it.

“Juust?” M.J. asked bating her eyelashes innocently. “Just best friends is all.” I say before going into my class. It was a quiet and lonely hour with out Peter and I found my self looking at snapchats we had taken of each other and pictures we had sent each other. I smile to my self as I look at him.

God, he’s as close to perfect as it gets.

I put my phone away and decide I need a bathroom break. “Ma'am? Can I go use the loo?” A round of laughs and a displeased grunt coupled with a nod and I was walking through the hallway.

I should have been paying at attention but I was texting Pete, trying to find out where the hell he was. If I hadn’t been staring at my phone I would have seen the person I slammed into before I slammed into them..I fell straight on my ass.

“Oh god. Eve I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have been in such a rush..” The person who just so ended up to be Ned, said quickly helping me to my feet. “Nah, it’s okay. It was my fault.” I said brushing off my pants. “So what are you doing Ned?” I ask gesturing to the head set he was sporting; my question seemed to catch him off guard, making him appear more nervous than he usually was.

“Uhhhhh….Just guy in the chair stuff.” I raised an eye brow. Then it hit me, a faded memory of a couple weeks before.

“But the only people who know who I am are my guy in the chair….” First the same nickname and now….No. No way. My mind was just trying to connect something that isn’t even there. Always had a big imagination.. There is no bloody way in hell that Peter Bloody Parker is running around Queens in red and blue spandex.

“What does mean, Ned?” I ask and he becomes increasingly nervous.

You over analyze things Genevieve. My mother had said to me one night when I had come home from a sleep over crying because I thought the other girls were being mean.

“Uhhhhhhmmm……I’m part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures.” He says before all but running away. Even after school ends for summer that conversation, Ned’s nervousness stay in the back of my mind…It just gave me a feeling and for some reason no matter how hard I tried I could not for the life of me ignore it.

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6:14 pm From Petey-Pie Hey! Wanna go get some ice cream?

My phone buzzed, I smiled after reading the text.

6:15 Me: Sure

6:15

Petey-PieCoo! Pick you up…

There was a knock on my door and then my phone buzzed again.

6:16 Petey-Pie Now!

I jump up and run to the door. “Okay, but you gotta give me a minute to change first.” I say as I walk back to my room. Peter is stopped in front of the door. His eyes wide, roaming my outfit. “You look fine like that Gen.” There was that name again. “Come on, lets go.” Peter said before dragging me by my wrist out of my front. I look down at my outfit and cringe at the variety of animal prints on the stretchy leggings and the crop top showing my horribly pale stomach. My hair in a bun on top of my head. Face makeup-less

“So what does a huge nerd like yourself do in the summer. When school is over for an entire 3 months.?” I asked being overly dramatic, earning a heart stopping, stomach dropping smile from Peter. We continue walking the streets of Queens.

“Well, uhm, I usually just focus on my internship. They, uh, They keep me pretty busy this time of year. They have retreats sometimes…Uh…Mr. Stark, he uhm, he says working in the field is a good thing for an intern to, uhhh, to get use to.” Peter says and I cock an eyebrow at him. “Mr. Stark?” I ask, “As in the Tony Stark?” I ask. Sure I had heard about his internship with Stark Industries, but I didn’t think he had ever actually met the Tony Stark. Not even Sam had met him.

We walked into a little ice cream parlour, Peter insisted it was the best in New York.

“Well, yeah I guess so.” Peter says as he leads the way to the counter. “Go pick a booth, what do yo want?” “Uhhh, surprise me” I say as I walk to the farthest booth, it had a nice view of the surrounding city buildings. Peter came back holding 2 ice creams and smiling like a bloody idiot. I laughed as I seen the Spider-Man logo on the cup. The cup had red and blue syrup over vanilla ice cream and was sprinkled with black sugar on the top. There were also 3 cherries place on top.

“Glad that made you smile.” Peter says sitting down. The syrup ended up being strawberry flavored and I personally hate strawberry after I drank over half a body of the stuff as a dare back in 6th year. I got sick and have just hated stawberry anything sense then.

I tell Peter all of this, back story included and he gave me his ice cream after laughing at me for a solid 5 minutes. But I didn’t care. The sound of his laugh was something I planned on listening to for the rest of my life. I hoped.

“So back to the internship. I’ve decided to call bullocks on you ever actually working with Tony Stark” I declared as I take another bite of the coffee flavored ice cream. “No, really! I can even prove it, hold on.” Peter says getting out his phone and scrolling through the gallery. My eyes widened and I’m sure my mouth formed an “o” shape. I grabbed the phone and on it was a video with Tony Stark, the Tony Stark, his arm over Peter’s shoulder. While it all seemed forced and awkward it was real. Peter looked a little bit younger then. I click play.

“Hey May! Just wanted to say what an incredible job your nephew did this weekend on the-” The phone fell from my hand as a loud explosion shook the entire building.

“Oh My God!” I heard a lady scream, followed by 2 synced cries, I looked over to see a mother holding twins to her body. I followed her eyes to the front of the building where 3 big men carrying what I assumed were guns. The explosion hold where the door had been. I frantically look at Peter. My heart throbbing in my chest.

“I am so sorry Gen, but uh I gotta…I gotta go.” Before I could stop him or even respond , Peter Parker had slipped out the back door. Leaving me and everyone else alone with guys who had the guns.

“Listen up! I am Rex you will all call me Red Rex.” Said one of the men. He was tall and easily the biggest one there. He seemed to have been the leader while behind him was a smaller man who was still huge. And standing right beside him, his twin brother. They were identical other than the hair. While Rex had blonde hair, the other had raven black hair. Rex also had a big scar going down his neck, then disappearing under his shirt collar. “This is my brother Dex, you will all call him Dead Dex.” I had to silence a laugh at their pathetic twin names. Oh, today proved to be a fuuuuun day in Queens, New York..

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