A Day™
Peter wakes up warm.
Which honestly, isn't that unusual, as it is the summer, but something didn’t feel quite right. But hey, whatever. He could deal with whatever it was later. So he just cuddled back up into the body next to him.
Wait -
Peter’s eyes were blinded at first, since the room was so bright, and the only reasons why he wasn't panicking was because he knew he wasn't tied up, his spidey-sense wasn't going off, and memories of the night before were starting to come back to him.
So he started to lay back down and calm himself, when he caught a look at Johnny. Who he had apparently been cuddling all night.
But when Peter looked at him, he looked so bright he could be the sun itself. And, yes, he knew he literally had fire powers, but damn, he really did look so beautiful, he could probably be a star. Even though it would probably suck for johnny, considering he would have to go full nova for hours at a time. But with the way the light was coming through the window, it made him seem even more ethereal and perfect.
Just as he started to think to himself that he could look at Johnny’s peaceful face all day, he saw his lashes start to flutter open.
With the sudden realization that he was waking up, Peter didn’t know what to do. So he just… kept looking.
Johnny opened his eyes.
Even after just waking up, seeing Peter there, staring at him he just couldn’t resist.
“See something you like, gorgeous?” He said with a smirk.
Peter’s dumbfounded face morphed into a very unamused one.
“We just woke up asshole.”
“No, I just woke up. You were already awake, and you were staring at me while I was sleeping.”
“Yeah, for like, five seconds.”
“Whatever dude. Your breath stinks.”
“And you think yours doesn’t?”
“Hm. You got a point there.”
Johnny sat up and stretched. Peter wondered to himself what it would be like waking up to this every morning. He should really stop these types of thoughts about Johnny. Why would someone like him ever love someone like Peter back?
Little did he know, Johnny was wondering the same thing.
“Don’t you have to get home before your Aunt notices you’re gone?”
“Oh. Right. Yeah, I do.”
Johnny watched him distractedly walk into the bathroom. Something was off about him this morning, and he was going to find out what.
As Peter walked into his first period, he was surprised and relieved to see MJ sitting across the classroom with an empty seat next to her.
As he went to sit down, he said, “I never noticed you were in this class before.”
“Well, I usually sit in the back. But someone took my seat today. So.” She gestured to where she was sitting.
They suffered through their awful math class together. Normally math classes weren't this horrible, but this teacher, conveniently, didn't know how to teach.
Luckily though, as the teacher put them to their classwork, MJ was able to keep most of his thoughts about Johnny at bay.
When they weren't together, they texted a lot. Even if it was just memes, or to tell each other that they had just nearly avoided getting hit with bird poop. But Peter thought MJ was quickly becoming one of his best friends, even if he hadn't known her that long yet.
It was nice. Having multiple people he could talk to. Even if it was a very limited ‘multiple’.
Once the final bell had rung, he was on his way out of school, when he heard Flash yelling something at someone. Nothing new there. But when he turned around, he discovered it wasn't so normal after all.
He was yelling at one of his jock friends.
That's odd. They usually just did whatever Flash wanted, or agreed with whatever Flash said, and followed him and never said anything. He wondered what could have possibly happened for Flash to get so upset at one of them.
He casually walked over to the water fountain so he could eavesdrop without it being obvious.
“-on’t care! I've been looking up to the guy for forever at this point! If you want to start something with me over this go right ahead, but he's still my favorite superhero.” Flash shouted. It seemed everyone who was left in the halls had stopped to stare at the apparent fight that was about to start.
Peter knew he should probably go, but can you really blame him for being a little nosey?
“I should have know you were a fucking faggot too. You probably only pick on other kids for being gay or trannies because you're one yourself.”
“You're one to talk. You do the same shit as me.”
“But standing up for that spider - I don't even know - girl? Thing? Whatever. How could you possibly look up to that, that creature?”
Peter’s stomach dropped.
“He really did inspire me to be a better person. So you know what everyone?” he said, acknowledging the crowd around them, “Lets be better people. For Spidey. I'm sorry for anyone i've made feel like shit. But fuck you.” he said, pointing at the other guy, “I'm not dealing with this anymore.”
As Flash went to storm away, the guy he had been yelling at grabbed his arm, spun him around, and punched him.
The crowd that had been gathering for quite a while at this point, was now chanting things Peter couldn't make out as he heard a teacher yelling and blowing a whistle down the hall. He decided he should bail.