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Familiar to Me Pt. 4 I Larb You?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Original Female Character

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Angst?

A/N: Please enjoy the fourth installment of Familiar to Me!

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5

The next day I ditched school, spending my day up on the roof. I shot a text to our group, explaining briefly what happened and told Peter I’d still meet him the next afternoon. My mind continued to replay the events of the night before. The struggling, the screaming, the kiss with my masked friend. It was a lot to digest.

Saturday came around and I found myself sitting in a booth at our favorite Thai place, Peter sat next to me. The conversation between the two of us was minimal at first. I was mainly picking at my larb, one of Peter’s favorite dishes to order here. Too lost in my own head, I missed the looks of concern Peter was giving me. A soft hand covered my own, stilling my movements. I looked up into Peter’s brown eyes, the gentle worry in them causing tears to form in my own eyes.

“Are you ok?” I shook my head and threw my arms around Peter, his arms settling around my torso and pulling me closer to his chest. Burying my face in his shirt, I let the tears fall.

“If it weren’t for Spider-Man I don’t know where I’d be, Peter. He could have raped me or worse, killed me. And now I don’t know how I could ever repay him for that,” I bawled into his sweater.

Peter pulled away, grabbing my face in his hand, startling me. I looked up at him, sniffling a little and wiping my tears away. He looked into my eyes, a hard edge to his stare. “He wouldn’t want you to worry about that. He’d want you to be safe, Lana.”

I yanked back a little, narrowing my eyes at him in slight disbelief. Peter stared back at me with wide eyes. “What? Is something on my face?”

I shook my head, trying to let go of whatever I was thinking. “No, it’s just I heard the same thing from him as well.” I sighed and decided to change the subject, my sob fest over. “So, what can you tell me about my gift, Pete?” I wiped the rest of my tears away with my hand and laughed at the expression on Peter’s face.

He pulled my light out and placed it on the table between us. Thankfully we were sat in the back, nobody would be able to easily eavesdrop. I picked the object up and shifted the weight of it between my hands. The device felt much heavier after the night in the alley. Even if I hadn’t known how to properly use it, maybe I could have done a better job defending myself if I smacked the guy with it.

“So, I didn’t take it apart. I didn’t want to mess with it and not be able to fix it. I did figure out how to work some of the little buttons though.” Peter pulled the light from my hands and pointed at a small Spidey symbol. “Pushing this up will call him.” He mimicked the motion and I nodded, then looked up at him confused.

“What do you mean, “call him”? Isn’t that what the whole point of the big spider light is for? And how exactly does it call him?” He scratched the back of his neck and hesitated, a look of worry crossing his face briefly.

“It should mess with his senses. Essentially it sends out really intense vibrations that will grab his attention.”

“How do you know-,” I was cut off by Peter jumping in.

“I don’t! Not for sure at least. There’s no sound or anything that I can hear from it, but when I tested it out a spider went completely nuts.”

I looked at Peter in disbelief. He had to be yanking my chain now. “You’re telling me you just happened to have a spider around when you were testing this out?” He nodded. “Right. Ok, then. What about the other switch?” I pointed to the one with the smiley face on it.

“I’m surprised you didn’t figure that one out on your own. It just plays a song.” He smiled at me and slid the device across the table.

“Just a song? Why would Spider-Man put a song in a device for me? What song is it?” I questioned. I couldn’t help it. None of this made sense. My friendship with Spider-Man didn’t make sense and neither did the fact that he so quickly attached to me and me, him.

“I could be wrong, but I think it’s one you’ve played before. I forgot the name.” I shook my head, scratching my eyebrow and resting my head on my hand. “Maybe he did it, so you wouldn’t be lonely up there. Maybe it was to make you feel connected. Or hey, maybe when you play it, it plays for him too? Like those weird night lights on tv. The ones that light up when someone touches it, for long-distance.”

I stared at him, unsure of what to make of this. His suggestions seemed too intimate to me. Slowly, I nodded at him. When he gave me a small smile, I smiled back and hugged him before pulling my wallet out.

“Well, thank you so much for checking it out for me. I’ll have to test out that theory of yours when I see him next.” Peter brushed it off, getting to his feet after me.

As we waited at the crosswalk for a signal, Peter and I chatted about classes, specifically a big project we had coming up. To my right, a crowd of college students, maybe ten to fifteen of them, came strolling up, joking amongst each other. One of them bumped into, knocking me off balance. My heel caught the curb at an odd angle and before I knew it, I was falling into a busy street.

Before I could let out a yell, Peter, who wasn’t even turned towards my direction just a moment ago, grabbed me by my arm, pulling me up to his chest. Just like a cheesy rom-com show, I accidentally smacked my lips into his, my eyes wide and staring up at him. Instead of pulling away, I wrapped my arms around Peter’s waist, my eyes closing at the comfort of his soft lips on mine.

It was a brief moment, one that ended too quickly for my liking. It lasted long enough for me to put another puzzle piece together. Those lips felt familiar to me. I swear I kissed them before. As we pulled away, my hands flew up to my mouth, as if I could still feel his lips on me.

“Lana, I’m so sorry,” Peter breathed out. I ignored it, my head reeling.

“Peter,” I mumbled in shock. His brown eyes stared down into mine as I scanned them for something, anything, that could answer my question. “Have we-,” I was cut off by the crowd around us bustling across the street. In the midst of it, we had gotten separated. Once I had safely managed to get to the other side, Peter was nowhere to be found.

When Monday morning came around, I was prepared to ask Peter about what happened Saturday. But he wasn’t there. He wasn’t in any of our shared classes. He wasn’t at lunch. He just didn’t come to school. It wasn’t like him. Saturday, he seemed fine, why all of a sudden was he absent?

“So, I heard you two kissed?” The question came from Ned who was seated across from me in the library. He was shushed by the librarian and apologized.

“Who?” I mumbled back, not even looking up from my textbook.

“Peter. You and Peter.”

I sighed and shrugged my shoulders. “It was just an accident, Ned. Where is he anyway?”

Just as Ned opened his mouth, MJ snorted, muttering a ‘right’. I raised my eyebrows, looking up in her direction. When she looked back, I urged to continue.

“There’s no way you two “accidentally” kissed.” She air quoted accidentally, making me roll my eyes. “It’s no secret that he likes you, Lana.”

“MJ!” Ned was shushed by the librarian again. “Oh man, Peter is going to kill us,” he groans. I look at the two of them, mouth ajar.

“Don’t act so surprised. We all know you like him back,” MJ argues.

“I thought she liked Spider-Man.”

“She likes them both.”

I sat there unable to say anything. So, Peter liked me? I knew I liked Spider-Man, but do I like Peter as well? I mean, maybe I did. His dorky style has been kind of cute lately. Wait, that’s weird. We’ve been friends for years, I never really stopped to think about him like that. Maybe they were on to something.

Ned put his hand on mine, a look of encouragement in his eyes. “Why do you think that is? Why the two of them and why so close together?” he asked quietly. I shook my head, not sure of the answer.

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