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@ofastuteheroics

Yeah, I think it's safe to say that May loves you more than me. [I chuckled out in amusement before adding] It's cool, though... Between the two of us, you're definitely the better choice. Especially when it comes to entrusting someone with secret family recipes. I'm definitely /not/ the one to trust with those. [I aired out jokingly as another quiet chuckle followed. I leaned in to press a tender kiss to Gwen's forehead before I continued to speak] My eyes, huh? I had you at my eyes. [I said with a proud grin while my head bobbed into a nod] Those eyes of mine only ever had interest in looking at you... [I paused. My brows furrowing slightly as I realized how lame and cheesy that line was. Nope, not my best, but Gwen should be used to my awful flirting skills and cheesy lines by now. I thought with a sense of relief knowing she hadn't held all of that against me up until now, so I was confident she wouldn't this time around either] Wow, that might be my cheesiest line yet. Sorry about that, but it's true nonetheless. I knew a catch when I saw one... Man, Gwen, it didn't matter what room you were in, you always brightened it up. I was instantly drawn to your warmth and genuine kindness. [I gushed on Gwen before adding] Oh, and don't get me started on your spunky side. That time you put Flash in his place after he beat me to a pulp... That was hot as hell. [I added with a light laugh; all the while flashing her a toothy grin] I feel like the luckiest guy in the world that you picked me because I hit the jackpot with you.

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics

Well, I can't argue with that. I mean, I might have a lot of amiable qualities, but my organization skills, not so much. [I joked in reply. It was true... I'd be the one who managed to lose May's long kept family recipe somewhere in a pile of papers... or worse] Of course there's also the high likelihood that I'd incorrectly follow the recipe or mess something up, so my batch would turn out to be a disaster. [I added in humored reply] All that to say, it's probably for the best that May trusted you with the recipe instead of me. [I chuckled lightly as I continued to hold Gwen protectively close to my side. I loved her more than life itself, so it felt like a breath of fresh air to have her awake and in my arms again. Especially given how close I had come to losing her completely at the hand of The Green Goblin. A memory that remained a nightmare in my mind, but I'd fight to avoid anything like that ever happening to her again. Hence my reason for keeping my secret identity and the truth about her accident as far from her as I could now. I hated lying to Gwen, but if it meant keeping her safe, then I'd do so relentlessly] I love you too, Gwen. [I said dotingly as I smiled] I have no idea why you picked a nerd like me, but I've gotta tell you, I'm the luckiest guy in the world that you did.

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics

Apparently she does! Wow, I'm shocked... Shocked and a little offended too. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love you more than life itself, but my own aunt betrayed me by giving you the super secret family recipe, all the while denying me every time I asked her for it. Betrayed by my own flesh and blood. [I joked in reply. Truthfully though, I wasn't actually bothered by this news. Let's be real, cooking nor baking were my specialty. I was a more of a burn the food to a crisp and set the fire alarm off kind of guy. I thought with lingering amusement written across my face. It felt nice to joke about this. Especially since it meant it would keep the conversation light and airy between Gwen and I, instead of her worrisome focus on cracking the case of why the Green Goblin attacked her. Of course I didn't like keeping secrets from Gwen. She was everything to me and I found through the years that keeping secrets between us never boded well for us. It usually backfired on me. Still though, this secret was different. It was intended to keep her safe since knowing that I was Spiderman is what put her in danger and nearly killed her in the first place. I couldn't run the risk of something happening to Gwen again] All joking aside, it's probably a good thing you have the family recipe and I don't. I mean, the way I see it, we both know I can't cook or bake to save my life, so if I tried to make the recipe, I'd more than likely ruin it, and taint the name of the best chocolate chip muffins in existence. [I laughed lightly and continued to hold Gwen close to my side] And what can I say, sneaking in to your room via the fire escape and your bedroom window is the way to go. It avoids the intimidating door man and your nosy neighbors who always give me that, "You're under-dressed and not good enough for Gwen" look whenever I walk by them. [I joked further. Appreciating that we were keeping the mood light and fun between us]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics

Are you serious? The double chocolate chip muffin recipe? [My mouth agape slightly as I felt a sense of shock hearing that. Aunt May swore she'd go to her grave with that one. That she'd only consider leaving the recipe in a place that I might eventually find after her death but that it wasn't likely so I shouldn't get my hopes up. Honestly, it was probably for the best since I could cook and bake about as well as I could at coming up with lies to explain my injuries on the fly] Aunt May wouldn't even give me that recipe. Not that I could make them even if I had them, but still, you should feel honored. She loves you more than me for sure. [I laughed out lightly as I continued to hold Gwen close to me while she rested in the hospital bed. Of course I listened to her as she explained that she was going to beg the doctor for an early discharge and I just nodded in response. I wanted to support Gwen, so whether that was while she was here recovering in the hospital or in the comfort of her own bed at her home, I'd be there] Just remember if the doctor says no, he's only doing so with your best interest at heart. Either way though, wherever you are, I'll be there to look out for you. [I added reassuringly] Let's just hope your mom lets me in your room. If she doesn't though, I'll just sneak in via the fire escape and your bedroom window. [I joked lightly and grinned. Oh yeah, I had done that many times in the years since Gwen and I started dating]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics

[I could hear Gwen's heart race a bit as she laughed... Frowning softly since I knew that laugh caused her pain. On instinct I tilted my head downward to press a tender kiss to the top of her head. I loved Gwen, so obviously the thought of her being in pain didn't set well with me. I wish I had the superhero powers to do something about that. Sure, if she needed me to swoop in and swing her on webbing somewhere, or even a super tolerance for pain and super strength, then I was her guy. None of that could help her now though. In fact, it didn't even help her when she needed me the most in that Green Goblin attack. I let the person who matters most in this world to me down when I couldn't get to her fast enough to completely prevent her fall. Fortunately she defied the assessments by the doctors and she awoke from her coma over time. Now it was just a matter of giving the rest of her body the necessary time it needs to fully heal up] Yeah, Aunt May loves you... I think even more than she loves me most of the time. [I joked with a light laugh as I continued to hold Gwen close to me while she rested] As far as her breaking you out of here though, I don't think she has that kind of pull. Sure, she could get you all the Jello and pudding you might want... She might even be able to get you access to the good ice cream too, but I don't think she has anything to do with hospital discharges. [I said with lingering amusement. Knowing even if Aunt May did, I don't think she's go along with Gwen's plan. Sure, she wouldn't want Gwen to be miserable here in a hospital bed, but regardless of that, she'd put Gwen's health and best interest first] I guess you could ask her though. I wouldn't get my hopes up on it panning out though, if I were you. [I added with a playful tone as my chin came to a gentle rest on the top of Gwen's head] If it's any consolation though, you'll be out of here before you know it though. Then you'll be stuck with me around the clock, since I probably won't let you out of my sight. I mean it, after this attack and fall, I'll be keeping an even closer and protective eye on you. I won't even let you stumble and twist an ankle or get a paper cut. [My tone teasing and a grin lingering on my lips as I spoke. Obviously I wouldn't hover excessively since I knew Gwen wouldn't like that, but I'd definitely be there for her as much as possible in order to protect her, but also to ensure she rests and gets better as quickly as possible]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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[I flashed Gwen a sheepish grin when I heard her comment about the flowers. Laughing inwardly at the reminder of the dogs attacking me and ruining nearly every bouquet of flowers I ever brought for her. For Gwen's part, I knew she never believed my dog story, but she sweetly humored me nonetheless. Same went for my ridiculous stories of how I wrote off my Spider-Man injuries, too. Gwen never bought them. She was too smart for that, but she didn't give me too much trouble on it either, which I appreciated. Bottom line, Gwen trusted me, so I think she knew once I was ready to tell her the truth, I would. And actually, she was right about that too, because I did eventually tell her about me being Spider-Man. Of course that all came full circle to her memory of all of that being gone from her mind indefinitely, so it seemed I was back to making up silly, unbelievable stories about my injuries and damaged flower bouquets until it felt like the right time to tell her the truth again] Okay, deal. I'll go with a single white rose and try my best to avoid wild packs of dogs. [I aired out through a chuckle as I continued to hold her flush to my side while she rested her healing body] And as far as the double date with May and her new boyfriend, as well as the aquarium too, we'll figure all of that out once you're released from the hospital, and feeling up to it. There's no rush on any of that. I do know Aunt May is dying to see you though, so I'm sure she'll be dropping in to visit as soon as she gets here for her shift today. [I gave Gwen a heads up, but I knew she wouldn't mind. Gwen loved Aunt May as much as my Aunt May loved her, so I knew Gwen would welcome her visit] She loves you, you know. In fact... [I gave a brief nod toward the abundance of flowers and balloons on the window and the wall in the corner of Gwen's hospital room] Most of those flower arrangements and "Get Well Soon" balloons are from her. She's stopped by nearly every day to see you since you've been in here. [I shared; knowing that would mean a lot to Gwen to hear that]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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[I chuckled at the mention of the nearly dead or destroyed flower arrangements I tended to bring for Gwen. Of course she always handled it very well by thanking me for them, even though I could see she wanted to laugh each time. In my defense, I was usually trying to carry them while swinging through the air, which didn't typically work out in the favor of the flowers themselves. Once Gwen new my secret about being Spider-Man, it all made a lot more sense to her, but that wasn't the case now, since her memories were seemingly gone, so she didn't understand why I was so rough and unreliable when it came to bringing her flowers] White roses it is, and hey, I'll even try to make sure I don't get attacked and chased down by any dogs or anything on the way, which is usually what ends up with the flowers taking the brunt of the attack. [I released another chuckle. This being the excuse I typically used on why her flowers were destroyed before she knew about my secret superhero identity] As far as the ocean goes, I think we can make that happen... Or if nothing else, I can definitely take you to the aquarium. [I added with an amused grin] I mean, something tells me your mom won't let you far until you're all healed up, so the beach might be awhile yet, but the aquarium is at least close by, so that one she might agree to. [I added as I pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head; all the while holding her close to my side while she rested. My lingering smile brightened though when I heard her agree to join Aunt May, her new boyfriend, and I for a family dinner] Yeah? Thanks. You're the best, Gwen. [I gushed. I wasn't really all that nervous about her saying no, but still, I was admittedly relieved to hear her agree. Knowing I'll be a lot more at ease and easy-going if I have her there to keep my in check] I'll let you know when and where it's happening.

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics 

[I chuckled lightly when I heard Gwen’s comment about the flower arrangements. My shoulders rolling into a slight, nonchalant shrug in response. I mean, she wasn’t wrong. The few times I’ve brought Gwen flowers, they were usually taken from someone’s garden, and typically busted and falling apart by the time they reached her] You know, I can’t even deny it. Getting you nice flower arrangements and bouquets hasn’t been a strength of mine. The sappy-happy cards are from May, and the cuter, funnier ones are from me. [Figuring once Gwen read them, she’d easily know the difference between them, without even needing to read the signature at the end] Oh, the stuffed turtle and otter are both from me, too. May went with the flowers and I decided the plus was more up my alley. I didn’t realize until now I was apparently going with an ocean theme. [I chuckled out lightly before shrugging sheepishly once more but glanced down at my phone when I felt it vibrate with a new text message. Briefly reading the text from May then smiling over at Gwen] Speaking of May, she said she’ll be here to visit you shortly before her shift starts. [Replying with a brief, “Sounds great, May. Love you,” and then adding an emoji to the end of the text before returning my phone back into my pocket] So, now that you know about May’s new boyfriend, once you’re feeling better and you know, you’re released from the hospital, would you be willing to be my date for the dinner they want to have? I know he wants to get to know me, since he’s really only seen me in passing for brief “Hi’s” and “bye’s,” which is why May thought of all of us having dinner together, but I know I’d probably be nicer, less awkward, and more open to the idea of it, if you were there with me, since I’m always happier when you’re around. [I knew Gwen had a ways to go with her recovery time and the healing of her injuries, so it could wait until she was up to it, but I at least wanted to put the idea out there, so she could think about it before making any decisions] I mean, you don’t have to, if you think it would be weird or something. I don’t want you to feel pressured into it, but just know, if you do decide you’d want to join us, I’d really like it and I have a feeling May would too. Really though, no pressure either way. I’ll love you either way. [I said with a goofy grin as I pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head; all the while gingerly holding her flush to my side as a means of comfort and protection of her]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics 

[I appreciated the subject change that we now had here in Gwen’s hospital room. Don’t get me wrong, having to think about and discuss Aunt May and her new boyfriend, wasn’t exactly my favorite topic either, but at least with this one, I could be completely honest with Gwen. I hated lying to her, so the longer I could keep her mind, and our conversations off of the Green Goblin and why he actually attacked Gwen, the better. I thought with contentment as I gently held her protectively in my arms; leaning my head down to press a kiss to the top of Gwen’s head] I just want May happy, and well, if this guy makes her happy, then I will find a way to get on board with it. Besides, I can’t be selfish. I know May’s felt lonely for a long time now. She used to have Uncle Ben around all the time, so after he died, that left a big emptiness inside of her, which is understandable. Then it didn’t help that I was busy with college and... [I paused; knowing I couldn’t say “Spider-man stuff,” because Gwen doesn’t remember I’m Spider-man. Quickly covering it up with a believable response] work, and any free time I had, I usually spent it with you. [I said with a proud smile as I pressed another kiss to her head before adding] All that to say, maybe this is a good thing for Aunt May, and that’s what I need to remind myself the next time I walk inside the house and I see them kissing. [My face pulling into a cringe at the vivid memory of that] Speaking of Aunt May, she has a shift a little later, so I have a feeling she’ll drop in to see you. Each day she’s been coming in to bring you another arrangement of flowers or some other kind of “get well soon” favor. [I said with a smile as my head gave a gesturing nod toward the table in the corner of the hospital room filled with get well soon decor] She absolutely adores you, so she’s going to be thrilled when she hears and sees you’re awake. [My fingers gently tracing up and down Gwen’s arm as I continued holding her close to my warmth]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics

[I knew where Gwen was coming from now, in regard to Aunt May moving on from Uncle Ben with some guy, and a part of me knew she was right... Even if Aunt May did move on with another guy, the memory and love she held for Uncle Ben would always remain in her heart. Still, if it was me, and I had lost Gwen, I don’t know if I could ever move on with someone else. Now, in my case, the circumstances were different, because it was due to my own failure to save Gwen that nearly cost her, her life. Bottom line, if Gwen had died in that fall, it would have been my fault. Me being Spider-Man nearly cost me the woman that I love more than life itself. In that case, between the combination of me nearly losing Gwen, at my own hand, and also the risk that my Spider-Man identity brings to anyone close to me, I really don’t think I could ever move on. I’d carry the guilt of knowing I was the reason I lost the love of my life. This wasn’t the case for Aunt May though, because it was my fault she lost her one great love, not hers. If I hadn’t stormed out that night in an angry fit, Uncle Ben wouldn’t have followed me, and end up killed, as a result. Uncle Ben would still be here, so we wouldn’t even be having this conversation now. Another thing I’d carry on my shoulders for the rest of my life. All of which I’d keep to myself though, since I had to keep the Spider-Man secret close to my chest, this time around] You’re right... Just because Aunt May is moving on, it doesn’t mean she’s forgotten about Uncle Ben. [I started to say as I tilted my head downward, so I could press a tender kiss to the top of Gwen’s head] I want her to be happy. It’s what she deserves. It’s just strange to think of her with someone who isn’t Uncle Ben. If she’s happy though, then I’m happy for her.... [I paused before clarifying] Or at least I’m going to try my very best to be. [I chuckled out in playful clarification before grinning down at Gwen] Besides, I know she’s lonely, so it’s nice that she has someone. [I further reiterated; all the while trying to convince myself that Aunt May dating this guy wasn’t the worst thing in the world] If he ends up hurting her though, I fully intend to kick his ass. [I chuckled out as I continued to hold Gwen flush against my side. Beyond content having her awake and in my arms again]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.

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@ofastuteheroics

[I knew Gwen. She had this relentless form of persistence within her. Meaning, if she thought someone was trying to pull the wool over her eyes, so to speak, she wouldn’t stop until she got the truth. All that to say, I wasn’t stupid. I knew I was a terrible liar. Apparently I had a tell... One that Gwen could call me out on every single time. Now, for Gwen’s part, she did humor me, you could say, the majority of the time. My point being, even though Gwen saw through my lies and excuses each time I showed up with a new set of injuries, cuts, or bruises, and then fed her a ridiculous story to account for them... Legit, I could see from her reactive expression that she didn’t buy my story, but she didn’t come right out and say it either. Eventually it just got too difficult lying to her, so I ultimately told her the truth about who I was. I didn’t regret it. Not for a second. Gwen was the person I loved most in this world, so I liked knowing I could completely be myself when I was with her. I didn’t need to lie to her or keep secrets. She knew I was Spider-man, and she supported me in the fact. Then the run-in happened with The Green Goblin, and all of that changed for me. Green Goblin went after Gwen to hurt me, and as a result, Gwen nearly lost her life. I almost lost the most important person in the world to me, and I had my Spider-man alter-ego to blame for that. I realized then that I had made a mistake in telling Gwen the truth about me. One that I wouldn’t repeat... At least not if I can help it, I should say. Like I said, Gwen was relentless, so I knew it would only be a matter of time before she figured out the truth, all over again. Until that happened though, I made up my mind that I would protect her with my life. I silently considered as I briefly left the hospital room to speak to the nurse about getting Gwen some pain medication. Once I returned to her hospital room, I returned to my place on the bed beside her; gingerly raveling my arm around her and bringing her in flush to my side as we picked up with our conversation] That’s true. As long as my shenanigans and rule-breaking antics don’t get May fired. She’d try to ground me for sure, if that happened. Try being the key word in that, since I’m a little too old for groundings. [Knowing I was past the age where grounding was tolerated, but still, May would try, if I push her to it. I briefly considered as my tone and expression turned more serious at Gwen’s next question. How did I /really/ feel about Aunt May dating? Not great, to be honest, which just made me feel like a total jerk. I wanted May to be happy, but it was just weird for me to see her with someone who wasn’t Uncle Ben, was all] I’m happy for May... I am. I know she’s been lonely without Uncle Ben, and I’m not home all that much, which just adds to her loneliness. In that sense, I’m glad she found someone who makes her happy. Still though, it’s weird to think of Aunt May being with someone who isn’t Uncle Ben. I feel like a selfish jerk to be thinking that way, but it just takes /a lot/ of getting used to, you know? [Knowing Gwen was the one person I could always be honest with, because she’d understand where I was coming from, but she’d also tell me what I needed to hear too. She was the queen at setting me straight, and I knew this moment would be no different. I silently thought to myself as I awaited her response]

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Reading Peter Parker was one of my specialities. Accident or not; it seemed like the only memory I didn’t have was what caused the Green Goblin to attack me. What caused me to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would I be there? Did I have a connection with the hero himself? Spider Man; he was flying through webs; he came when harms way was happening. But it also pegged the question, why hadn’t he saved me from this? The fall that nearly took my life? Not that I no longer trusted the man under the mask. Because heroes sweep in and save the day; but sometimes the situations are out of their hands. I was one of them. I was smart, I knew why I was suppressing my memory; it was painful to think about. The acts I took to get involved, the why I was attacked. I didn’t want to bring up those thoughts; the pain I must of felt when I fell knowing it may be my last breath. I knew Peter through he was trying to protect me from the truth. I never strayed away from calling him out for his bullshit, or for his lies. But right now the priority was my health, it was getting me released from the hospital; and that’s why I brushed off his lies for now. Truth was even if Peter continued to lie to me about the why Green Goblin came after me; I was a journalist, I would dig deep into the truth. I’d find out one way or another. 

For now I felt my pounding headache, probably from the lights blaring down on me. The aching in my stomach, my arms without the pain meds, I was grateful I had someone like Peter who was on my side, who wanted to help me feel better. A hint of a smile wormed its way along bare lips as he shifted up to stand. Find the nurse; or in his take steal the pain meds himself. I had to laugh to myself which of course caused my chest to give a joint of pain, forcing my hand to press against my chest. “ Don’t cause too many chaos.” I called out to him mas I laughed more so to myself than him. Within minutes the man I adored more than life itself had disappeared. If I wanted to I could turn on the TV but that meant reaching for the remote and risk the chance of hearing news on my accident; what occurred and I suppose a piece of me was scared to death. To learn how I fell, what pushed me over the ledge. Instead I had closed my eyes to zone out the aching coursing through my body. 

Eyes opening when I heard him; Peter; an amused smile on his face. He made my heart race in the good way; not with fear. With joy; I had leaned into his embrace instantly. Gwen had leaned her head down upon his shoulder as arm draped across his chest having a safe hold on him. Love; it drove you crazy; I’d follow him anywhere. We’d figure it all out; London was still an option; but only if it was right for us both. His jokes aside; I had brushed the remark off as I tilted my head up to gaze right into his brown specs. “ If May gets a job here, then maybe you won’t cause as many chaos with attempting to steal meds.” A tease in my voice as I held my own laugh. But I knew Peter; he was happy for May but he also felt weird; I sensed it which is what promoted my words. 

“ I know you’re happy for May, but at the same time how do you feel? “ I wanted Peter to talk to me; I didn’t want his lies, not about how he felt when it came to May dating.