Miss Missing You
Chapter 4
Harry sat at the table with May and Peter, sipping his hot chocolate.
"And you two were just friends again?"
"Of course we were. We never forgot each other over the eight years. We never got to write to each other but we were still friends. Friends that were on two paths that eventually crossed again."
"Was he happy to see you?"
"Of course he was; and I was happy to see him."
He held Peter close to him and smiled.
"What else did you do with him?"
"Well, nothing much. But I did find out about him being Spider-Man."
"What happened..?"
"Well... You know how I told you about how two men sometimes love each other? And they have a relationship?"
They both nodded.
"Well..."
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Harry thought it was just a coincedence when Peter stood him up on their first date; the same time Spider-Man saved the children from the burning orphange. When Peter stood him up the second time; and Spider-Man saved those police officers from the shooting; Harry was sure it was chance. But when, on the third date, Peter was an hour late; after Spider-Man had been saving the city from a giant lizard attack, Harry was sure of it. Peter Benjamin Parker was Spider-Man. And Harry was determined to confront him about it. So, Harry arranged another date at the mansion. Of course, Peter was late. Harry flicked the news on and settled down to watch the live coverage of Spider-Man beating the hell out of Magneto. Harry didn't like this. He felt unnerved, found himself flinching everytime Peter got hurt. Of course, this wouldn't be easy know he knew that Peter was Spider-Man. Each time a punch landed, a shock hit, Harry found himself on the edge of his seat. He found his chest was tight and he couldn't breathe properly. Before he knew it the fight was over, spider man had won.
...
The door opened and Harry's eyes flicked to the opening door. Peter was walking in; Harry's eyes noticed his black eye immediately.
"Peter! You never texted! I was worried!"
"Sorry hun. Got caught up at The Bugle."
"What happened to your eye?!"
"I-I fell skateboarding. Hit my face on a lamppost."
"What.. You're skateboarding to work now?"
"No."
"Then what happened?"
"I don't think it matters, does it?"
"It does when my boyfriend is god damn fucking Spider-Man."
Harry and Peter both froze.
"You... You know?"
"Yes.. Yes I do Pete and I feel fucking betrayed that you never thought to tell me."
"I need to go. You're not safe as long as you know."
"Parker sit your ass down. People want to kill me for my surname. Do you really think knowing that you run around the city in spandex is going to change that?"
Peter hesitated before coming back in and sitting down.
"And you two were just friends again?"
"Of course we were. We never forgot each other over the eight years. We never got to write to each other but we were still friends. Friends that were on two paths that eventually crossed again."
"Was he happy to see you?"
"Of course he was; and I was happy to see him."
He held Peter close to him and smiled.
"What else did you do with him?"
"Well, nothing much. But I did find out about him being Spider-Man."
"What happened..?"
"Well... You know how I told you about how two men sometimes love each other? And they have a relationship?"
They both nodded.
"Well..."
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Harry thought it was just a coincedence when Peter stood him up on their first date; the same time Spider-Man saved the children from the burning orphange. When Peter stood him up the second time; and Spider-Man saved those police officers from the shooting; Harry was sure it was chance. But when, on the third date, Peter was an hour late; after Spider-Man had been saving the city from a giant lizard attack, Harry was sure of it. Peter Benjamin Parker was Spider-Man. And Harry was determined to confront him about it. So, Harry arranged another date at the mansion. Of course, Peter was late. Harry flicked the news on and settled down to watch the live coverage of Spider-Man beating the hell out of Magneto. Harry didn't like this. He felt unnerved, found himself flinching everytime Peter got hurt. Of course, this wouldn't be easy know he knew that Peter was Spider-Man. Each time a punch landed, a shock hit, Harry found himself on the edge of his seat. He found his chest was tight and he couldn't breathe properly. Before he knew it the fight was over, spider man had won.
...
The door opened and Harry's eyes flicked to the opening door. Peter was walking in; Harry's eyes noticed his black eye immediately.
"Peter! You never texted! I was worried!"
"Sorry hun. Got caught up at The Bugle."
"What happened to your eye?!"
"I-I fell skateboarding. Hit my face on a lamppost."
"What.. You're skateboarding to work now?"
"No."
"Then what happened?"
"I don't think it matters, does it?"
"It does when my boyfriend is god damn fucking Spider-Man."
Harry and Peter both froze.
"You... You know?"
"Yes.. Yes I do Pete and I feel fucking betrayed that you never thought to tell me."
"I need to go. You're not safe as long as you know."
"Parker sit your ass down. People want to kill me for my surname. Do you really think knowing that you run around the city in spandex is going to change that?"
Peter hesitated before coming back in and sitting down.