her heart absolutely melted, her lip poking out in a pout. “i would feel awful guilty if i left you to fend for yourself during meal times…”
if she were being honest — the idea of working for tony stark terrified her as much as it excited her. it really was a once in a +
“Oh yeah I know that babe, Your ambition is what I love about you, among other things. It’s just…” he was panicked. Scrambling for an excuse he could use that didn’t involve him triggering any memories of the accident and how she should be dead
+ she admitted, her heart sinking a little. he’d been on the protective side since it happened, but she was trying to understand why it was a little stronger all of a sudden.
gwen frowned slightly, not understanding why he didn’t seem to be as excited for her as she thought he’d be.
“i haven’t worked since the almost accident, peter…” she told him, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion. “i thought you’d be a little happier for me than this,” +
He couldn’t believe it, for a couple of reasons. I mean she literally just came back to life, is magic really that powerful? “I- uh that’s great! You’ll be great of course, but are you sure you want to start a whole internship right now? Don’t you think we should
+ about that internship at stark industries ; i’m just on the waitlist, which isn’t that big of a deal but it’s something…” she was trying to dull down the raging excitement.
“i thought you would,” she told him, scooping up a little whip cream with her finger and booping his nose. “eat up — i’m gonna fix more coffee,” she said, climbing off of his lap and shuffling toward the pot.
“oh!” she turned around, a wide grin on her face. “i got a call +
Smiling into her lips and leaning his forehead into hers. Time seemed to move slower as she held his hand and brought him to the table. He wasn’t going to let her be too far from him ever again. Pulling her hand until she sat comfortably on his lap
+ him to the table. “bon appetite,” she said, waving her hand toward the plate. french toast with chocolate sauce, whipped cream, and rainbow sprinkles.
“it’s very french.”
“alright, then,” she laughed, leaning in and pressing her lips against his.
when the kiss broke, she pressed her forehead against his — hues gazing into his own. “now, for the main course,” she kissed his forehead, wiggling out of his arms and grabbing his hand, dragging +
He wanted to be careful and not have her think about what really happened luckily for him being a little weird was nothing out of the norm. The young hero had to think fast. “Uhh, well sometimes it feels like a lot longer. Especially when I haven’t had
the blonde had nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard peters voice ; she hadn’t expected him to get there so soon.
“hey, you — whoa,” she laughed as he scooped her up onto his arms, taken aback by the way he was acting. “i missed you too — but it’s only been a few hours.”
A silent tear fell down his cheek, hearing her say she loved him. For song long he wanted nothing more than to hear those words. “I love you too Gwen.” He managed to get out before hanging up. After taking a second to let it all wash over him.
“uh — i mean, yeah ; talking is something i tend to do. quite a lot, actually,” she snorted, emitting a lighthearted laugh. “alright, sounds like a deal. i’ll see you soon. i love you.”
she hung the phone up, grabbing the ingredients she needed for her fancy french +
The more she spoke the less he actually understood what she was saying. More just amazed that he was actually hearing her voice at all. He swung up to a nice rooftop just to talk to her. “I- you’re here? I mean you’re there, talking and everything!”
+ situations regularly, she worried when she didn’t hear from him.
“y’know, i’d planned on cooking you this fancy four course french breakfast that neither of us can pronounce, but . . .”
“hey,” she greeted him, her raspy voice showing a hint of concern. “you left mighty early this morning . . . where are you?”
she wasn’t the type that absolutely needed to know where peter was at all hours of the day ; but seeing as he came face to face with life threatening +
He had tried to cope the best way he could. Burying his feelings, trying to focus solely on saving his city. She would’ve wanted him to. It was never enough, nothing stopped the moment from replaying in his mind, every single damned day.
+ this together; they had every morning for the last year since they moved in together.
emitting a soft sigh, gwen grabbed her phone, clicking peters contact and listening to the rings as she waited for an answer.
+ growling stomach giving her motivation to roll out of bed. after a few minutes she’d made her way into the kitchen — heading for the coffee pot first thing.
she fixed herself a quick breakfast before settling on the couch, turning on the news. normally she and peter did +