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I was quietly reading my book in my favorite coffee shop. The warmth of my drink kissed my cheeks. A relief from the cold, brisk air of winter time in New York. I took a small sip before turning back to the world where superhero boyfriends, who always got themselves into trouble, didn't exist. I was about to flip the page when a pair of hands covered my eyes.
"Merry early Christmas."
A man's voice rung in my ears. I smiled and pulled his hands away from my eyes, revealing the bright face of Peter Parker as the perpetrator. He placed a kiss on my cheek and went around to sit on the chair opposite me.
"Hey, Pete." I said.
"Hey, good book?" He pointed to the book in my hands. I nodded and marked my page, knowing I wouldn't be able to read with Peter around.
"Mhmm. How's Tony?" I asked about his new mentor.
"He's good. Still not a part of the team but whatever." He played with the rim of my cup. Sensing his disappointment, I reached out and place my hand on top of his and gave it a squeeze. He turned his hand over and interlaced our fingers. His eyes met mine and I could see the sadness in his eyes. He really wanted to be a part of the Avengers but Tony Stark wouldn't let him be an Avenger just yet.
"You'll get there one day. I believe in you." I gave him a small smile. He smiled back and brought my hand to his lips and kissed the back of it.
"I don't know what I'd do without you, Y/N." He rubbed his thumb across the back of my hand.
"You'd probably get a lot of detention from being out of class so many times. It's a good thing you're girlfriend is master at making excuses." I smirked. He chuckled.
"That is very true." He admitted. He reached for my drink and took a sip.
"You excited to exchange gifts tonight?" I asked, reaching for something in my bag. I heard Peter choke on the drink. Looking up at him in concern, I saw him slap his chest repeatedly and coughing. "Are you alright?"
He coughed twice more. "Yeah, yeah, I'm good."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure, babe. Uh, what day is it today?" Peter looked extremely panicked as if he just forgot something important.
"The 23rd, why?" I answered, starting to get suspicious.
"N-no reason. I-i just wanted to s-see how many days til-"
