Back In His Arms
You had no idea why the fuck was going on.
You just know you were worried. Worried for Pavitr. Your boyfriend, who you obviously knew was Spider-Man, had a habit of doing that to you.
You knew being Spider-Man came with risks, but you did not like those risks.
Especially today when the world seemed to be coming to an end, with you sitting in a goddamn bus with people you didn't know multiple Spider-Men, and Spider-Woman, fought and everything was crumbling down.
So when the bus made contact with the ground once more, you were happy to stumble outside and alive, breathing as your feet couldn't be more happy than to plant to the ground.
"(Name)?! You're okay!"
You could barely turn your head to see your boyfriend before he came to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and practically picking you up off the ground.
His arms were careful not to hurt you just in case, you felt the relief coming off him as you could tell the way he was holding you.
You gladly hugged him back, pulling back for a moment to kiss his masked cheek, and in the moment only you two existed.
"Are you okay? Nothing happened?" Pavitr worried, setting you back onto the ground as he looked you over for any injuries.
"I'm good, are you okay?" You shook your head, brushing off as you looked at your boyfriend in concern.
"I'm okay. I'm okay." Pavitr muttered as he brought you back into another relieved hug, his arms over your shoulder with your head in his neck.
You didn't want to look around the ruins of your city, almost afraid to look at the destruction.
So you should stay here. For just a moment.
Back in his arms.