#on ‘the two faces of dr.jekyll’ made me think about it.

[elv--eyera]

As the person who loves Jekyll & Hyde: The Musical, loves the discourse du jour, but is not as familiar with other adaptations of The Strange Case, I am curious: What adaptations of Jekyll & Hyde sexualize Edward Hyde the most?

I feel like repressed sexuality is always a factor in the story, but some adaptations lean into it harder, and then some adaptations go further and decide “Hyde is SEXY” is a definite point they want to make

[bubblyani]

Better

(Adam Sackler x Reader)

An Adam Sackler One Shot

Genre: Fluff

Request: Been trying really hard to come up with something. So its not that great of a request. How about Adam Sackler x Reader. You wrote a jealous Adam. How would Adam react if his girlfriend was jealous? If you are inclined to make it super fluffy at the end. I wouldn’t be mad at ya. Please please please? 💖💖 @danceyreagan​

Author’s Note: Writing for Adam Sackler is fun cause I could dive into the style of dialogue they have in GIRLS. Hope y’all enjoy!

The way his large, generous hand enveloped yours, it was clear that even the harshest of winds would not be able to blow you away from Adam Sackler’s grasp. Yes, as dramatic as it sounded, you felt that secure.

Warmth, it exuded through his hand, powerful enough to bring you only comfort and nothing else. It was cooling yet warm at the same time. Perfect for the summer. Your mind, it was at peace with him. Even when he took you on a stroll on the streets of Brooklyn on a lazy afternoon.

“I don't get  it…” Adam began, in a matter-of-fact tone, “…why are people so weirded out by hand holding in public?”


“Uh…” Suddenly thrown off by the question, you formed a response, “I guess some people are not as open to PDA…Adam, are you okay?” You inquired, fascinated by his enthusiastic behavior. “Me? I’m great…” He said nonchalantly. Looking at you, he smiled, “You know what?…fuck those people! Hand holding rules…I get to hold on to my girl all the time” he said proudly, raising the held hands together as if he won a trophy.

“Ooooh!” You giggled, thoroughly amused. 


“And I get to do stuff like this…WHOOOO!”

Squealing, you felt like a paper blown in the wind, when Adam started to run, pulling you with him. To the average passerby, the two of you may have looked like lunatics. But running together hand-in hand, you felt like a child. Although you were sure you weren’t so active back then as you were just this moment.

Catching one’s breath after running for a while, Adam released your hand, walking ahead while rambling of the most random topics he could come up with. Listening to him was never a burden for you. You always did so with a smile on your face. For you were genuinely inclined to. It was Adam. His silliness , his wackiness was nothing compared to the love and joy you felt being with him. And you were finally happy to share the silliness with someone who equally did not care of the social norms that had no impact. You both existed in this life, to share the embarrassment together. And you did not mind.

With your eyes solely focused on him alone, you suddenly found yourself bumping into someone, who just emerged from the retail shop nearby.

“Oh! Sorry-” You said involuntarily. Judging by the soft locks of hair that brushed against your face, you guessed it was a woman. And looking up, you were right. “It’s okay…” The woman answered. Overhearing, Adam quickly turned. He could not help but freeze in his tracks. “Mel?” He said, looking at the woman. With widened eyes, the woman opened her mouth with surprise. 


“Adam…Hey!” She cried out, but with an unexpected surprise of a tone. It sounded shy. “Hey…” Adam replied, in an equal manner.

Awkward silence emerged for a few seconds as you could not figure out what was going on. The woman finally came to her senses when she realized you had accompanied him.

“I’m sorry…” she said to you, “I’m Melanie…Mel” she added extending her hand out to you. “And this is Y/N…” Adam replied, putting his arm around your shoulder, “ …my girlfriend”

Mel looked more surprised than before. At this point you have already realized they knew each other. “Oh wow…” she began, taking the time to process the information as you shook hands with her, “…nice to meet you” she said slowly.

“You too” you said, in a confident yet curtly manner. The moment Mel let go of your hand, it seemed like you had suddenly disappeared from her eyesight, for it was only on Adam.

“You look…good…” she said to him, nodding. Surprisingly silent and obedient, Adam nodded back. “So do you…” he said softly, while they both acknowledged one another.

Feeling like the 3rd wheel in this situation, you were deeply inclined to stealthily move yourself. And you did, a few feet away. But at the same time, you stood close enough to asses the entire situation, for you were no fool.

Mel, she was beautiful. If her beauty was to be described in one word, it would be as breathtaking. With your hands folded, you watched them with the same intensity as watching a complicated sports game. Your eyes were busy analyzing their every move. Their manner of talking was soft, which clearly did not fit the description of long time friends. Their choice of words were careful.  And from the angle you stood, you could clearly see how her eyes dilated by the sight of him every second.

For a second, you wished you knew Adam’s reaction too.

This sort of behavior, you’d certainly be a fool to not know what they were.

A minute or two later, Mel made her exit. But not before nodding at you. Nodding back with a constrained smile, your arms remained folded as Adam walked  over to you.

“So…” He began awkwardly, “…uh…that was-” “Your ex?” You asked, wearing the same tense smile. Adam nodded quickly. “Yep…”

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(An hour later)

“Hey…Hope you’re not feeling sick or anything. Just so you know, if you need me to come over…all you gotta do is ask…okaaay. Anyways, I’ll talk to you later, Bye!”

As soon as Adam’s voice message ended, you tossed the phone away, as you tossed to the other side on your bed. Truthfully, you wished you were sick. Rather be sick than have this feeling, you thought.

The stroll, it continued after Mel left. You remember how your eyes lingered on Adam  while he continued with his ramble. Except your conscious was nowhere near there. Suddenly you could not smile the way you used to. You felt unhappiness, poking you in the heart with a reminder. At first you did not know why. But with each step you took, you came to the realization.

Sure, we all had past relationships. So did you, so did Adam. It was a given. In fact, when you first met him, you were well aware of the fact he was getting over his previous relationship, which had ended horribly. But never did you expect to meet the woman behind it all. You did not think it was someone who was as perfect as Melanie.

The more you were aware of her existence, the more sour you felt. Jealousy, it was knowingly swallowing you whole to the point you could not pretend anymore. It was tiring to feign enthusiasm. And since Adam did not dare to expand on the topic even after the encounter, you felt pressure in holding it all in.

So much so you excused yourself to go back to your apartment, alone.

Jealousy, it turned you into someone different entirely. Sighing deeply, you closed your eyes as you drifted off to sleep.

If your normal self was Dr.Jekyl, the Jealous you was definitely your Mr.Hyde.

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(The next morning)

“…and boom! I got this sweet ride for half the cost. Isn’t that awesome?” Adam’s voice woke you from your thoughts. “Hmm….” With arms folded, you remained unmoved as you stared ahead sitting on the passenger seat of the car. It was Adam’s niece’s birthday, and his sister had decided to hold it at a place outside the city. Though you were far from willing to step out of the apartment with Mr.Hyde inside, you still joined your boyfriend when he rented a car to go there.

Surprised by your silence, Adam kept driving. Though it was obvious he was deciding to move over to another topic. “So…uh…you wanna listen to something?” He inquired, reaching out to the radio. No answer. It was as if he was the only occupant in the car. 
“Okay…still silence it is then…” He muttered awkwardly. The outskirts of the city welcomed the both of you when Adam decided to speak once again.

“You know…” he began, “I’m not the one to usually bring up stuff like this but…” he continued, “Did you bring any makeup with you?”

Turning your head to him with annoyance, you shot him a look. “Why? Am I not pretty enough?” You snapped. 


“NO no no…Jesus!” He replied quickly. Sighing, he added “It’s just that…this is kinda of a formal thing, and I really don’t want you to regret not putting anything on…cause you usually do”

You looked at your reflection on your phone. Mr.Hyde seemed to have convinced you to care lesson yourself you even forgot to put on makeup before the trip. Adam was right. But somehow you just felt worse.

“Well…”you began sternly, “if that’s the case then …why don’t you ask MEL to accompany you, huh?” To your horror, you almost felt yourself bark by the end of the sentence. But at that moment you really did not care.

Exhaling deeply, Adam quickly pulled the car over, bringing it to a steady halt. “Why are we stopping? You asked angrily. “Cause we need to talk…outside” Adam said, surprisingly very calm. Unable to smile, your face was stuck in a resting bitch-face mode as he gestured you to get out of the car.

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The outskirts of New York deserved more of the attention. But today was not the day. Amidst the trees and bushes by the road, Adam watched you. With his hands is his jacket pockets, he watched you pace from side to side.

“Y/N…” Adam began calmly, “You okay?” “Uh huh….” Nonchalantly you answered, trying your hardest to avoid the question.

“See? I can tell that you’re definitely not okay” Adam finally spoke up in a tone that made you pause. Taking his hands out of his pockets, he took a step towards you. “You’re upset about something. And… you know what? no matter how long you’re gonna stand here sulking….I don’t give a shit” he said, with a serious tone, “You’re gonna tell me what the fuck is going on with you. Cause I’ve never seen this side to you, Y/N. And its making me worried-”

“OKAY!….” you cried out. His incessant ramble finally broke you down. But what really broke you was his concern in particular. It made the insensitive side of yours break it’s walls, to see how patient he was with your stubborn behavior, ever since yesterday. And how patient he was now.

“Okay…I’ll talk. I’m gonna talk.” You said with a sigh.


“Great” “But I’m gonna talk a lot.” “Well…good. Cause that’s what I want” Your heart melted upon hearing those words. “Really?” You asked. “Yeah!” He answered without hesitation. Taking a deep breath, you looked right into his eyes. 
“Okay…Look! You’re a hottie… and-” “What? THAT’S IT?” He asked confusingly, making you burst out laughing to his surprise. “Stop! I’m trying to be serious” “Yeah… well, that was a good start” He replied with sarcasm, making you chuckle harder. “Sackler come on!” You said, playfully smacking him on his chest, “ I mean it. You’re this …hella attractive guy, and I knew going out with you, I have to put up with the women throwing themselves at you. Being an actor and all. And I didn’t mind. I didn’t care. I really didn’t give a fuck” “You didn’t ?” “I didn’t ” you repeated, “But…When I saw your ex…she…I mean, Mel is gorgeous. Like mad gorgeous” “No she isn’t” Shocked by his quick response, your jaw dropped. “You gotta be blind if you really mean that” you said, appalled. Adam raised both his hands. “Is this… some kind of self validation on appearances or something?” He asked. “NO No…I normally don’t care but…” you said, frustrated, “…seeing her, and seeing the two of you together talking…I just felt so horrible. Like a legit stomach pain. Not because I’m worried of how she looks better than me…It’s just that..with you guys having such a long history, I wondered, are you guys suddenly gonna have hope for each other again?” You said, as you let your thoughts take you, “Maybe you’ll start…thinking about her again and…One afternoon you guys would probably wanna meet up for coffee, but will it end with just coffee? NO! It won’t” Engaged in your green thoughts, you did not even notice your voice breaking with emotion, “And the next thing you know, you’ll tell me you don’t love me anymore and… leave me and-”

“Hey hey hey! Shhhh!” Adam cut you off gently, pulling you into an embrace,  “Where the hell did you just go?” He asked. As vulnerable as you were, you welcomed this warmth gladly. “I’m sorry…” you sniffed, “When I get jealous I get…super paranoid. And it just goes down the spiral…it’s crazy. It’s bad I know. I’m sorry-” “Shh…” he repeated, “It’s okay…” patting your back gently. With eyes closed, you remained in the warmth of his embrace for a few minutes. Both of you dwelled in comfortable silence while the birds chirped and the soft wind caressed your bodies.

“Do you know why me and Mel broke up?” He asked, making you pull away all the sudden. “No…” wiping your nose, you answered, “… cause I didn’t want to pry into the your romantic past. I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable…” Adam chuckled, upon hearing your response, “You know, this was one of the reasons I liked you so much” he said, stroking your head lovingly, “You’re so cool. Like… in the best way” “Shhh stop!” You smiled shyly, hugging him again. “So… why did you guys break up?” You asked him. Adam’s chest rose as he took a deep breath. “She cheated on me…” he said, “When I confronted her about it, all she could say was…she wanted someone better” With widened eyes, you tried your best to process the news. Adam chuckled. “Imagine how that made me feel?”  He asked. “Yeah, that must have sucked…” you said, voice muffled against his jacket, “…I mean..how can she say that? About you especially?” “Yeah?” He asked, pulling away to look at you. “Yeah…that’s just crazy talk” “You know what else is crazy talk?” He said softly,  “You…thinking I might leave you”

Embarrassment swallowed you whole completely, you had nowhere else to look but down. How could you act this way to a man like him?

“Hey!…” Adam began, “…C’mere” taking your chin by the hand so that you eyes met. “Mel may have thought I wasn’t better…” he said, “… but she’ll never be better than you-” “Adam, I don’t care if I’m better…It’s not a competition” Your voice got emotional again, “I just want you to love me as much as I love you”

Those words, they sealed the deal when Adam swooped in, kissing you passionately on the lips. You felt the closet to being saved when those lips fed you the sweet nectar of the love you indulged from him all this time. Melting in his arms in completion, you held onto him with your dear life as he lifted you up, taking you on a spin before he put you down again. Your heart, it felt light, it felt refreshed.

“Y/N…” Adam began,  “Being with you, I spent possibly the happiest days of my life. Do I need to say more?”

Your lips quivered with emotion as you cupped his face.

“No need” you said, as your fingers traced over his goatee, “… that was more than enough”

And in a flash, his generous hand enveloped yours, providing you with the security and warmth you longed for. But more importantly, providing you with the absolute certainty of the real love you both shared for one another.

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[assiraamethyst]

The picnic

This is my gift for @jekkiefan for The Glass Scientists Secret Santa.

The characters' speeches will be identified with texts that are the same as those used below in their names.

Jekyll (Italic)

 Lanyon (Bold + Italic)

Jasper (Bold)

Rachel (strikethrough)

                                               The Picnic

 Lanyon and Jekyll were putting cookies, drinks and snacks in a basket when Jasper entered the kitchen, he had come in to look for something to satisfy his hunger, but when he saw them he forgot about it for a moment and asked what they were doing and for what they were going to use the basket.

"We're going to have a picnic, and we were packing the basket we're going to take on our ride."

"So, since we're ready, we're going, see you later kid.”

"Okay, have a good day and a good ride." Jasper said, waving as they left.

After the farewell Lanyon and Jekyll went to the library of the society to choose a book to read together while they were at the picnic.

They ended choosing a book of fiction that sounded very interesting, and put it in the basket together with the food; and finally they began to go to their destination while having a pleasant conversation.

"So where are we going? You asked if I wanted to go on a picnic with you but you didn't say where we are going to do it."

"It's a surprise, but I think you'll love the place, it's full of flowers and trees, quiet, calm, colorful and the prettiest place in the Earth when it's dark."

"If you say so, but is it far from here?"

"You are impatient as always, it takes a 15 minutes walk, but when I'm talking with you the time passes faster and everything is better."

Lanyon blushed but didn't say anything about it, they kept walking and talking about many different things, since science topics to dumb things they had done when they were younger, both of them with a smile in their faces.

“We arrived; it is a very beautiful place, isn’t it?”

Lanyon was so amazed with how beautiful the place was that he forgot to answer Henry, making the other worried.

"Robert, are you alright?"

“Er, yes? Sorry, I shut down for a moment, what were you saying?”

Instead of answering Jekyll smiled genuinely to him, took his hand and guided him to under a sakura tree, putting the blanket down; Lanyon did the same but with the basket, and after that both of them sat down on it.

The place had a fresh and pure air, and was just like Jekyll had described and even more than that, it was a place that only them knew, a place where they could be together without anyone bothering them each five minutes, it was the perfect place for them.

But it was easy to notice that Henry was still a bit worried about leaving the lodgers alone, even though Jasper, Rachel, Miss Ito and some of the others had common sense, they couldn't take care of all the reckless lodgers while they were on their picnic.

So Lanyon had an idea of how distract Henry from his work.

“Henry, you seem to be stressed lately, do you want to talk about it? Or maybe a hug? I’ll be always here to help you."

Henry smiled sadly, closing his eyes and letting out a sigh. Then he opened his eyes again and looked at Lanyon a bit embarrassed.

"We can talk about problems any other day, but I accept the hug."

Lanyon smiled and opened his arms, and Jekyll put his head on Lanyon's chest, right in the place where he can hear his heartbeat.

Smiling sweetly he put one of his arms on Henry's back, pulling him closer to him, while his other arm caressed the beautiful hair of the alchemist in his arms.

Both of them felt lighter and happier in each other’s arms, they felt safe together and they felt at peace, if they were close to one another could do anything.

After some minutes of cuddling Lanyon broke the silence.

"So..."

He kissed Jekyll's forehead sweetly before continuing.

"What should we do next?"

"There's a path in here that isn't very extensive that leads into the flower field."

"That sounds lovely."

He kissed his forehead once more before he released the other from his embrace so they could get up.

Henry got to his feet first and stretched out his hand to help Robert get up; he accepted the hand and got up a few seconds later.

Both of them stretched out before heading to the path, hand in hand between the multi colored field filled with sunflowers, dandelions, begonias, dahlias and tulips, and all of them were beautiful in their own way.

One flower in special got Henry's attention, it was a red tulip, since he was an alchemist he learned in his studies the language of the flowers, he even talked with Lanyon about this sometimes, he wondered if Lanyon remembered the meaning of any of them.

He got the flower and put it in Robert's hair, Robert smiled and asked:

"Which flower did you put in my hair?"

Henry returned the smile, and closed his eyes briefly like if deeply in thought for a moment.

"I put a red tulip, and this flower means..."

"Declaration of love, eternal love, irreversible love, perfect love."

Jekyll was surprised, not only by Lanyon remembering the meaning of the flower, but also by the fact that he remembered the meaning of the color of the flower.

Robert laughed silently when he saw the dumbfounded look on Henry's face.

"Did you think I'd forget the meaning of all of them?"

Knowing very well that the other was too surprised to respond he smiled wider and took a flower that he had hidden behind his back when Henry was distracted.

"It's a red dahlia; do you remember what it means?"

He asked putting the flower into Henry's hair.

“A red dahlia means insinuating passion, transmission of good and intense energies; and fiery eyes."

Jekyll smiled at the flirty choice of the flower.

"Someone is being cheesy today."

Robert smirked at him.

"I am Indeed, but so are you, then it's a draw."

They both laughed at their cheesiness.

"Independent of their meaning of the flowers they are beautiful to see."

"This flower is pretty, but you're more charming and graceful than any flower, human or any being in the world."

Both of them blushed, Jekyll being the one with the reddest face out of the two.

They had been together for a long time, but their relationship was still something new for both of them, making them unsure about how to act, they were still insecure about how far they could go with affection, teasing and flirting.

They stood in silence for a moment before Henry changed the subject.

"We should go back; we can go eat the snacks that we brought with us.”

''Yes, off course, it would be a waste having brought so much food and don't eat it."

So they made the way back, but this time silently since they were still feeling awkward and couldn't think about anything to release the tension.          

They were still holding hands, but now the grip was stronger , as if the grip was lighter, the other would want take their hand away and never want to hold hands again; the grip was a desperate and yet subtle way of showing how much they truly needed each other.

When they arrived back at the tree the two sat down, but this time instead of sitting side by side they sat facing each other.

They stared to eat, Henry was eating a sandwich and Robert was eating cookies.

Lanyon was trying to think of anything to say, since he knew that even small talk would help now.

"Do you think that there's any chance of raining today?"

"I don't think so; maybe it'll rain in tomorrow."

Now that the silence was broken Lanyon took a deep breath before he started talking again.

"Henry, I'm so sorry for making the things awkward just now."

"No, it's alright, it's just ... that I was caught off guard  since I'm not used to this kind of compliment, it wasn't your fault, really, it's just that it's something new for me."

They softly sighed, it would take a while until them being totally used to their relationship, but both were willing to try and make it work.

Lanyon looked up, noticing the sky getting darker, and got to his feet.

"We should go back to the society building, since it’s getting late."

"No, please, let's just stay a bit more, I don't think one more hour or two in here would make much harm for them."

"Well, you're right, the lodgers probably wouldn't mind if we took our time."

Lanyon sit again, but this time he sat by Henry's side.

"I want to stay here a little more to see the stars and fireflies, here is even more beautiful at night."

Since they were staying for a bit longer they leaned their backs against the tree to prevent back pain.

As the sun goes down the scenery begins to change together with the sky, that now was filled with beautiful shades pink, orange and lilac.

After a few minutes the sky was a dark and the stars started appearing while a full moon was going up in the sky, that kind of natural light in the night makes the appearance of the place change slight, making everything even prettier.

They lied down to see the sky better.

"This place sure has a good view to the sky; I've never seen so many stars at once.”

"Here is the best place for stargazing in the city."

"I'm happy that you shared this place with me."

They turned their heads, facing each other, interlacing their fingers together and leaning their foreheads against one another, feeling peaceful.

"I wish we would do things like this more often, it's a pity that none of us have much free time nowadays."

"Yes, but I want you to know that I'll always have time for you."

Robert raised their interlaced hands and kissed the back of Henry’s hand, making the other go red, they started to look at the stars again, never letting go of the other's hand and having a good conversation.

                                 *~Meanwhile in the Society~*

"It's getting really late and Dr.Jekyll still hasn’t returned from his picnic, do you think something happened to him?"

"Did he go alone or was he accompanied?"

"Dr.Lanyon was going with him."

"Why am I not surprised? Of course it has something to do with Robert; Henry wouldn't be out late this in the night if he was with another person."

"Do you think they are alright?"

"I'm sure, but we'll need to find them or they won't go home today."

"Alright, I’ll tell Miss Ito that we're going to leave so she will not be worried."

"While you do that I'll take my purse and get some things."

They part ways and a few minutes later they meet again to start the search for the two lovebirds.

"So...where do we start looking?"

"I don't know, you were the last one to see them."

"But they didn't tell where they were going to do the picnic. What do we do now?"

"Well...since you are in your werewolf form right now, maybe you could track them down by the smell of one of them!"

"I can try, but I don't know if I can do this."

"I'm sure you can."

"But to do this I need something that belongs to one of them so I can catch the smell."'

"Are Dr. Jekyll's gloves enough for this?"

"Yes, but why were you with his gloves on your purse?"

"We went to get some things on the market and he asked me to put his gloves in my bag, but we forgot they were with me."

"Alright then, let's see if we can find them."

"Lead the way."

So trusting on Jasper's sense of smell they wandered for some time until they found the two men under a tree.

"Finally we found you two!"

Both Henry and Robert got startled with the sudden noise of Rachel’s voice, making both of them jump to their feet.

"Rachel! Don't do that! You scared us to death!"

"Well, it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't worried s by being out at this hour of the night."

"Wait, what time is it?"

"I don't know exactly what time is, but I know is past 11:00 pm!"

"We ended up staying more time than we thought."

"I bet it's your fault that Henry is out late! He wouldn't have made us so worried if it wasn't for you."

"Rachel, actually I'm the one who asked to stay here a bit more, it's just I wanted to see the stars before going back. I'm sorry that I worried you."

Rachel made an angry face at Jekyll, but she let out a sigh and uncrossed her arms.

"You're lucky that I can't stay mad at you for much time, let's go home already."

"Just a question before we go, how did you found us?"

"Jasper tracked you two by your smell."

"Well, thank you two for coming at us, we got so distracted by the beauty at this place that we didn't notice the time pass."

"I bet it wasn't the only reason why you two are late."

They both blushed; Henry regretted telling her that they were dating.

"Rachel, look around you."

Jasper and Rachel looked around them, they were so focused looking for them that they didn't noticed their surroundings.

"Here really is beautiful, it's no wonder that you got distracted."

"It's been so long since I saw fireflies, they're so cute!"

"Alright, we already got all our things, we're ready to leave."

They returned to the society, surprisingly nothing wrong had while Henry was out. No explosions, nothing broken, everything was like when he left.

Seeing that everything was fine made Jekyll happy.

Jasper and Rachel said their goodnights, Lanyon was going to call a carriage to go home but Jekyll stopped him.

"Where are you going?"

Lanyon raised a brow in confusion.

"I'm going to see if I can find a carriage to go home."

"I think it's better if you stay here, I doubt there'll be a carriage out at this hour, and I don't want to risk you walking alone at this hour of the night."

Robert looked at Henry and asks himself if this is a good idea.

He lets out a deep breath before agreeing.

"I think you're right, but where do I sleep? You said all the rooms are being used by the lodgers"

Henry smiled awkwardly before answering.

"You can stay in my room, there’s enough space in my bed for two people, and maybe we could cuddle? That is, if you don't mind."

Lanyon smiled, Henry was slyer and bolder than he looked.

"I would love to, so, please lead the way."

They linked arms and made the way to Jekyll's room quietly to not wake up the lodgers.

Before falling asleep they talked a bit more and shared more kisses, then wrapped their arms around each other  finally falling asleep after a  good night kiss.

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Hi, I’m sorry for taking so long to finish the story, it’s just that my brain wasn’t helping me to express what I wanted to say.

This fanfic will also be available soon on wattpad, and when I finish the editing in wattpad there I will post the link in the blog.

Thank you for being patient and i hope you like your present!

[acetarisborn]

Trust - Chapter 1

Summary: Since Deceit’s appeareance Virgil has been worried that he will use any of the others against him as well. 

Pairings: Platonic Moxiety and probably some mentions of Anxceit

Content Warnings: self-deprecation, negative thinking, mention of abusive friendship or relationship, manipulation from Deceit

Notes: Alright, this is my first fanfic ever so I don’t know if it will be good, I really have this idea in my head for a while and I finally am posting it, please don’t judge it that hard.… 

I hope you like it.

A week had passed since Deceit had revealed himself to Thomas, since that Virgil started to remember that time when he was one of them, that time with him came to his mind. And now Thomas knew that he existed, he even tried to take Patton’s place for a whole day.

Virgil couldn’t get it, why everyone acted so calm after that?

They were all normal, like if nothing happened. Roman, Logan, even Patton were happy and moving on from that, but not him, he was now more on guard than ever, looking at every place in the mind palace and checking on the others.

Roman was interrupted while performing in the middle of the theatre, Logan got annoyed some times when he forgot to put the books he moved back in it’s place and Patton… well, Patton was Patton.

It was morning again and after a while of being in his room he got out to meet everyone in the kitchen.

Logan was reading a book, sitting in the table with Roman, he didn’t even needed to got his sight out of the pages to knew that Virgil was there

“Hello, Virgil”

“Greetings, dark and stormy night” Roman greeted him with the theartical tone he used normally, at least this name wasn’t that bad than the others

“Now, Roman. Remember what we talked about the names?” Patton said from the kitcken, he was using an apron and had an spatula in his hand, obviously he was making breakfast since the other two didn’t know how to cook

“Hey kiddo! Did you had a good night?”

“Hey Pat, I guess I did”

He strangely wasn’t lying this time, that night was weirdly calm, he could say almost too calm for his like.

“Happy to hear that, Virge. Want some eggs and bacon?” The happy guy said lifting a pan with the said food, some oil fell into his arm but he just said “Ow!” and kept smilimg

“Sure” The anxious side answered with an small smile, he sat in the table with the others next to Logan because there was no way he will be next sir sing-a-lot.

He looked at Logan’s serious expression he usually had al the time, concentrating in the book which was strangely small for Logan’s liking

“What are you reading Lo?”

“The strange case of Dr.Jekyll and Mr. Hyde”

“Didn’t Thomas already knows the musical?”

“Yes, but the musical and the book have some differences I was curious about; for example, in the book there are not complicated and unnecesary romantic relationships for the protagonists, this is less of that love nonsense and more mystery and straight to the point.”

“Don’t you ever dare to call love a nonsense, Logan!” The prince said sounding ofended

“It was completely unnecesary! And how the book describes Hyde it could have been imposible to someone to fall in love with him!”

“Alright, we are doing this!”

Then the both sides started to argue. Yep, another normal day .

Patton set the plates and let the other two discuss, he smiled at Virgil when he gave him his plate which he began to eat.

Everything between them was quiet until Patton spoke

“Kiddo, are you alright?”

Virgil looked away from the plate and turned to face Patton

“Why are you asking?”

“It’s just that I’ve been noticing you have been more stressed than usual since De-” He thought carefully his words and changed them “The last video we made”

‘You are the only one who noticed it’  Virgil wanted to say but he didn’t wanted him to feel bad about it

“Look, it’s nothing. I just have the feeling that I need to be more alert now, that’s all”

“Well, I believe you kiddo, but I want you to know that if something is going on you can tell us everything, you can tell me.”

He smiles slightly when he says that

“Thanks Pat”

The moral side stood up and went in the middle of the others argument “Alright you two, what happened now?”

After breakfast the hours passed really fast, it was like any other day, but Virgil decided to calm down for a moment, He went to his room and put his headphones on, letting the music drive him away, then getting inside the bed sheets and looking through social media in his phone. This kept going for a while until he started to feel his eyelids heavier and he felt just tired; Sure it was kind of exhausting to keep an eye on the other sides for that much time, he slowly turned off the phone with the music still sounding in his headphones, eventually his eyes started to close.

He woke up slowly until he realized that what happened, then he jumped out of bed and looked at the clock

‘For how long I’ve been asleep?’

“Shit, I left everyone for hours” He said to himself, rubbing his face trying to feel awake, then a knock on the door made him jump because of the sudden sound

“Virgil? It’s me. I made some cookies, want some?” He heard the happy tone on Patton’s voice and calmed down

“Y-yeah, I’m coming"

He opened the door and saw his best friend giving him a big smile

“Hey Patton”

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out. Want one?” He said refering to the cookies

He smiled at the plate, they were already a little cold but he grabbed one and ate it. Suddenly he felt something wrong, these cookies were really bad, they felt too overcooked, there were like two chocolate chip per cookie and it tasted like he added salt instead of sugar. He tried to swallow it with some effort

“How are they?” The cheerful side smiled at him with enthusiasm of what his friend was going to say

“Well, these are...”

He didn’t had the courage do say it, usually

‘Patton is amazing making these, why are they so terrible?’ He said in his head.

He was so happy excpecting his words, he looked so adorable, he just couldn’t say ‘Dude, these are terrible’, that will broke his heart.

“Good as always”

“I’m happy you liked them!” He hugged Virgil while saying that, maybe a little too hard because Virgil wasn’t able to breathe that well

“D-dude, I can’t breathe”

“Oh, sorry Virge!” He let go of the hug immediatly, Vigil could swear he heard one of his ribs snap.

Roman passed by and say hi to the both

“Hey guys, want to watch a movie? I’ll let you pick this time if you come with us, sleeping beauty”

“Let’s watch Coraline and was I really that long asleep?”

“Not that much, I’m just messing with you. Are you coming, padre? I know this movie scares you because of the giant spider woman in the end”

“Of course I’ll come! I don’t fear a cartoon of a spider!”

Two things on the “something’s off” list Virgil had already in his mind

They sat in the couch, Logan was already waiting for them

“Let me guess, we are watching Coraline?”

Virgil nodded and the logical side put the dvd.

The movie was being great so far, Patton was watching it with Virgil, suddenly he grabbed his hand and smiled at him, he was kind of flattered because of the sudden affection but looked at him with a little smirk

“Do you guys remember when Thomas once saw an spider in the shower and screamed so loudly his neighbour came to the house?”

“I don’t quite remember that”

“You have to, you were so scared” Virgil laughed kindly and put an arm over his shoudler so he won’t think he was making fun of him

“Well, forget some things is part of adulthood”

Virgil looked at the side in shock, he didn’t wanted to think what his brain was trying to say, maybe he was just too anxious about the whole thing

“Don’t you mean ‘adultery’?” Logan said out of nowhere, getting away the chance of Virgil to ask the same

“That’s what I said”

“No, you said adulthood” Roman looked at him, raising slightly an eyebrow

“Oh, it looks that it finally sticked it to me!” Patton giggled

Virgil had already taken his arm off his shoulders, he tried to make up an excuse to get out of the room but he didn’t knew what to say

“I’m going to my room”

He ran away so he wasn’t able to listen to Roman trying to stop him

He closed the door and locked it, he lied on his bed, already breathing heavily but trying not to get more frightened than he already was

“Fuck, this can’t be happening. Why? why Patton again!?”

He was starting to panic, he grabbed his bedsheets tightly and tried to think how, when and why. He knew that was not Patton.

“How he was acting, the cookies should have gave me a hint, godammit! How did I didn’t noticed it earlier? Since when has this been happening?”

“Well” A voice interrupted Virgil’s out loud thoughts, he almost jumped out of bed

“Since you were so calmed these days I just used your fright at my favor”

He turned his head everywhere to find the dark side inside his room, he could hear his voice but couldn’t see him.

“Where are you, Deceit? There’s no point in hiding”

He was still looking at nowhere, his hands had turned into fists and was ready to defend himself

“You see, the point of it is the element of surprise”

Virgil didn’t knew that Deceit was already behind him, his yellow eye glowing in the darkness. 

He grabbed his hoodie and pushed him to the wall, he felt a pain in his back because of it. Virgil tried to strike a punch to his face but Deceit grabbed both of his wrists

“This was easier than I thought! you actually fell for it”

The guy with a yellow eye transformed into Patton in a second

“You just didn’t wanted to see your ‘happy pappy Patton’ sad becase of you, how sweet!”

Virgil struggled to move away from the dark side’s grasp

“You know, it’s funny when people like you dessperatly try to protect something and then they fail miserably just when they got distracted for a second” Looking at him laughing like a villain with Patton’s appeareance made Virgil sick, it made him shiver for a second but he stopped as soon as he noticed. He couldn’t show fear in front of him, he couldn’t show his weakness; He turned it into anger

“What do you want?” He almost spit his words

“Remember how happy we were together back then? you helped me a lot, we were always for each other”

“You used me, that wasn’t good at all, you and the others weren’t my family. Now I know people who actually don’t treat me like garbage and tell me that’s normal”

He was almost squeezing Virgil’s wrists at this point, Vrgil wanted to scream but he prefered not to if that means he’ll see an smirk on that face

“Answer me, already!” Virgil asked almost screaming because of the pain in his wrists.

“I want you to come back. Together we could take down the others and protect Thomas like it’s supposed to. Come on, for how long they have got in the way?mistreating you, not even listening to you. Imagine if all of that was gone forever”

‘Take down the others?’ Sure, Roman was annoying sometimes but he didn’t want that, they are his family now, without them his existence will be completely useless, he couldn’t do that to the people who loved him and gave him a place to be happy and be himself.

“No” He said without hesitation “What makes you think I’ll do that to the ones who love me the way I am for once. Maybe you were able to manipulate me back then but I won’t fall for that again!”

If looks could kill Virgil will be already burried underground, his eyes were almost looking through his soul. Finally Deceit let go of his wrists and he fell to the floor

“Fine, If you don’t want to do it the easy way I’ll do it the hard one” And after saying that, he sunk down, leaving Virgil alone.

He left Virgil shaking and kneeled on the floor

“Oh god, no, no, no. What have I done?”

He wasn’t sure exactly what Deceit was planing but if what he said wasn’t a lie, then all of them could be in danger. What if Patton is already gone? That thought made everything in the room look darker and smaller every second, he wasn’t feeling well, he couldn’t breathe, he was trying but it just made his thoughts get worse.

He won’t be able to do it, he will fail them. Why he didn’t knew that wasn’t Patton earlier?

“I’m sorry guys, I’m sorry Patton...”

He couldn’t help to cry, he was sobbing on the floor, trying to hold it like it was the only thing in the entire room, suddenly he heard someone knock the door and open it slightly

“Virgil? Are you okay, kiddo?”

He only could see the brown shoes and beige pants, he wasn’t able to look up, what if this was Deceit again? He just couldn’t be able to take it anymore.

Patton saw his face, his eyes were red, his hair was messy and he noticed that was having another panic attack so he ran to him and kneeled to be closer.

“Oh goodness! Are you okay?”

“How do I know you are real? The real Patton?”

Patton backed away, what was he talking about? What happened while he was helping Tho-

“Oh” He had realized what probaly happened. It hurted him so much to see Virgil that way, he tried to think of something to prove it was actually him, that he didn’t needed to be scared.

“Because only the real me would do this”

He hugged Virgil, he got scared for a second but it didn’t felt like Deceit’s hug, it was warm, soft and it felt really comforting, then he hummed a calming song, he remembered hearing it together one day and that's how he knew it was him, he hugged him back and after a few seconds he looked at his face, Patton smiled at him.

“I’m here, don’t worry”

Virgil hugged him again with all his force, the happy side was able to hear him sobbing in his soulder

“I thought you were gone, I thought Deceit did something to you. I-I’m so sorry, Dad”

He gave him slowly pats in his back

“Shhh, it’s okay, he is not here now, is he? And I’m right here! He didn’t hurted me at all”

“Then where were you?” He looked at him dissapointed. What was he doing that was more important than all the others?

“Well, Thomas was having some issues, since a friend’s birthday was getting close he didn’t knew what to give them and he needed me because I know about them the most. I’m so sorry to have left you like that, kid”

“N-no, I get it, you were busy...”

He let go of the hug and looked down, not wanting his best friend to see him like that

“Would you like to talk about what happened?”

Virgil thought about it, what if that puts Patton in danger? and who knows if Deceit will shut him up before even trying.

On the other hand, he will need some help

“No... but I need your help”

He wiped away his tears, looked at him directly in his eyes and grabbed his arms with a serious expression on his face.

“Deceit is planning to get rid of you all, I don’t know how, when or where but we need to be careful. I need you to help me talk to the others about this, you can make them feel less...scared about this and we could be prepared for what’s coming. Are you going to help me?

Patton smiled and grabbed his shoudlers as well

“I promise we will not let anyone get hurt”

Virgil smiled back

“I knew I could trust you”

Well, that’s it. I would like to know if you liked it and if you want me to continue this. If anything I’m just happy you took the time to scroll all the way to the end, thank you! (btw, sorry for some typos, I’m already fixing it)

[acashgirl]

Untitled Marvel Project: Part 7

Here I is to present to you part 7! So this is the last part I have prewritten so from here on these might be spaced more far apart since I can’t just copy and paste and then edit a bit. But regardless I hope you enjoy, and I’ll catch you on the flippity-flop!

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You visited the porch frequently, regardless of who was there. Normally it was just you and the open air and it was still pretty warm out. The bench had become like a bed to you and sometimes you'd find yourself asleep out there to wake up to an amazing sunrise streaming over the trees. Tony had yet to offer an apology which you were never expecting anyway, and Peter… He would walk by the window and stare out at you but never came close. It was probably the way you had acted, he thought of you as a bomb. You had told yourself you two could never be close so this is how it had to be. I mean he wasn't all that great, just happy… and pure… and kind of attractive; all those are negatives right? Of course. Steve would be out there every once and a while which would lead you two to small talk. You didn't want to go deep with anyone so it worked out well. Wanda would stop by and bring you something, usually food or a blanket, ask how you are and leave you alone. All this was working out fine for the bigger picture, no relationships no issues. And then Bruce decided visit. “So, your name is Y/N?” He said loudly while walking toward you. “I suppose, kind of just came up with one on the spot to be honest.” “Really? And how do you think that's working out?” “It’s probably giving off a sense of ease, them thinking I remember one thing about myself that can't kill someone.” He now stood at the end of the bench. “Yeah probably. So are you going to start lying now or-” “I’m not trying to make it a habit. One thing. I was tired of being called ‘miss’ or ‘you’ or ‘hey!’ Sorry I wanted to feel like someone. And maybe it is my name, it's not like I heard it around here. Why can't you just assume my brain is healing?” “Maybe it is, but you avoiding people isn't going to help the social aspect.” “Weren't you scared of what you would do at one point?” “One point? I always am. I make sure I don't lose my temper for stupid reasons so I don't become the other guy.” “Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Hyde.” “Pretty much,” he sighed, “but I still was around people, it's my job to help people.” “Well I don't have a job, so what's my reason?” “To be social? To make friends? As odd of a bunch they are they're still good people. Having people around you who understand the struggle of feeling abnormal or dangerous, it really helps how you see yourself. You're not alone, only if you seclude yourself.” You stared toward the ground, “Seclusion keeps people safe.” “Seclusion drives you to insanity which does more harm than good.” You looked up at him, his face was straight but relaxed. No longer did you see the hostility you had seen that night, no longer was there fear. He was looking at you as a person which is what you were in the end. Why were his words working so well on you, hadn't this been said before? “Weren't you scared of me?” “Yes.” “Are you still?” There was a pause and the thought crossed his face, “In a way, but not for the same reason.” “Well what reason is there now?” He looked out, “You thinking that being alone is the answer.” “I know it isn't.” You mumbled. “That's the first step then, find someone to talk to and become friends. The more you control your psyche the safer you'll be.” “What if no one wants to talk to me?” “Is that really your worry?” He chuckled, “Y/N I think everyone wants to talk to you, even the Avengers you haven't met yet are constantly badgering me or Tony.” You let out a laugh, “Is that so? For little ole’ me?” He let out a hearty laugh and you began to feel peace in your space again. “You are kinda small aren't you?” “Hey!.. yes.” You hissed. “Well,” he cleared his throat as you had looked up at him again, “I have some things to do so I'm-I'm going to get on that.” “Okay.” You nodded and pulled a smile, “Thank you, Bruce.” “I understand the feeling, so there's no need to thank me.” With that he turned and made his way back through the door leaving you yet again alone, but this time it was different. Instead of an empty feeling associated with the thought you felt a yearning, a want to talk to someone. For once you had hoped for someone to come out and see how you were or offer you an item, if they were in fact so curious. But maybe you should take initiative, be the smaller-bigger person, show an inch of confidence.   You found yourself at the door looking through the glass. No one could be seen yet you were now pushing through the door into the large room; the air was clean with a hint of Pinesol. You hadn't been inside all morning so you probably hadn't noticed someone come in to clean the area. You drifted over to the kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cabinet Peter had shown you then reached down to fill it with water. Bringing the water up to your lips it was room temperature which made you scowl a bit since cold water was always more satisfying. You turned and something caught colorful your eye. On the wall next to the decreasing staircase there was a collage of pictures scribbled by tiny hands in multiple scenarios. Each held its own little signature in the corner, both girls and boys, and featured the heroes you currently resided with. Most of them were group shots, some were individual of the Captain or Iron man, and then there was one that stuck out: A person in a red and blue suit streaked in a geometric manner with a single spider placed in the middle of its chest. You didn't recognize this one and nothing clicked in your mind. The other images would bring something back like the giant green monster or the man armed with a bow, but this one wasn't familiar. “Admiring the art of the youth I see.” You glimpsed over to see Tony standing near you, maybe he had come up the stairs or down one of the hallways, “They're very good, really captures the essence of your good side.” “Yeah but they always get my shoulders wrong,” he walked up and traced at the images, “they're much broader than these.” “Of course that bothers you Tony.” You smiled to yourself. “What can I say, I am who I am.” He looked toward you. “That you are.” Nodding and returning the look. “Look I know you are expecting an apology, I can sense it,” he made a small circle with his hand toward you, “but personally, I feel like I don’t have to.” Tucking his hands into his pockets. “Uhm, excuse me?” “I’m just trying to help you expand upon yourself.” “Tony okay I can tell you're trying to better the situation but its not working.” You turned on your heel and headed toward one of the couches. “Y/N you have to see where I’m coming from-” “I do Tony, but I cant help but feel this may be for nothing but personal gain.” “Well what would I gain? You don’t look like a financial investment, apart from construction.” You let out a laugh, “Oh yeah, you don’t get money for your clan of superheroes.” “Wait- are you calling yourself a superhero?” He began waltzing towards you “Oh god no! But I think you think I could become one.” “I have faith in no one, not even myself.” He smirked. “You had faith I wouldn’t kill you that night.” “Not faith, intelligence.” He was now at the end of the couch, “It’d be a pretty stupid idea to kill a billionaire in a house of advanced beings. Plus I didn't think you'd do anything in front of your interest.” “My what?” Your eyes widened from the comment. “I wonder who he’d be more likely to save, his idol or his… interest.” “Would you stop saying it like that?” You hissed. “Well then what should I say? Crush? Potential significant other? Or should I just make a preemptive label-” “No no no, it’s fine.” The blood rushed to your face, apparently you are very obvious. He let out a laugh, “By the way he’s coming back over today if you want to prepare yourself.” “Prepare myself? For what?” You raised your eyebrow. “I don’t know how women think I’m just assuming.” He began to walk away down a hallway. “Oh! Who’s that guy in the collage, the one with the spider?” You called after. He turned around whilst walking backwards, “Your boyfriend!” “Hey!” Squeaked out which made him beam a smile and turn again.   He had not lied, Peter arrived at headquarters around two hours later. Although this is what you wanted you were still felt apprehension towards speaking with him. Looking back at what had happened maybe he wasn't scared of you, he had helped you up and had even smiled at your abrupt actions. No he hadn’t spoken to you since then but he did seem like one to overthink situations which would lead to him to not do anything. This was plausible from all the stuttering he did or his apologetic nature which in turn made him seem so innocent and pure. This wasn't an issue in general but in the moment it was an irritant. You wanted him to speak to you, you wanted to reenact that moment on the porch and feel that way all the time. Being with him in any aspect made happiness swell in your inner being and gave you hope, hope that one day you could feel like that always and not just like a wasp among bees. As you made your way into the oh-so familiar lounge you held your stare at Peter Parker who was dwarfed by the cross-armed large man Steve Rogers. The Captain caught your glance and let out a laugh at your obviousness then motioned his head in your direction causing Peter to look towards you. His face immediately flushed with color and turned back at Steve who said something to him you weren't able to define; this was your cue to swoop. Quietly you approached the two and let out a gentle “Hey”. Steve gave you a friendly nod and Peter turned back at you. “H-hey Y/N. How are you?” You laughed, “I’m doing better, how are you?” “Y-yeah I’m doing g-good.” “Better now that you're here I assume.” Steve chimed in. Peters eyes widened and his face flushed pink again. “Steve how are you?” You cheerfully said. “Doing well Y/N, glad to see you're putting yourself out here.” A smile spread on your face and you glanced at Peter who was also looking at you. “I’m gonna go… over there” Steve let a finger out of his tucked in hand pointing toward the couches and you nodded. You watched as he walked away and turned your direction back toward the guy in front of you who gently smiled at you. “So… You're blushing again.” Released from your mouth. “You know you are too.” He chuckled. “Yeah I can feel it.” You turned away laughing. “It’s cute.” Softly mumbled at you. The blood rushed even more to your face and you sighed trying to relieve some heat. “Do you want to go outside?” You looked back towards him and nodded to which he led the way toward the door. Steve’ eyes followed your bodies and you caught him smile to himself. He glimpsed up and you pulled a funny face at him which made him laugh. This all felt right, everything you were doing and saying felt good and the reactions were all positive.   As the two of you pushed through the door the comforting smell you'd come to love sparked your senses making your already large smile widen farther than you thought you could. Peter inhaled deeply and looked out toward the space taking in the atmosphere and the peace it was holding. “Peter I want to apologize for my… reaction towards Tony during the combat training. I know how much you wanted to do it and I feel like I just ruined ev-” “Y/N you didn't ruin anything. I understand, what he did, it's wasn't nice. It pushed you farther than you were comfortable I could tell.” “Well I appreciate the understanding, and I hope I didn't freak you out too much.” You gave a sheepish smile. “Actually,” he pivoted toward you, “I thought it was pretty freakin’ cool.” “Wait really? I did something worthy of being cool?” You giggled. He laughed, “You stopped a big ball with your mind and then turned it to dust! Plus your grand exit was badass.” “What can I say?” You twirled around beaming a smile that could be seen for miles. “You have a very pretty smile.” He mumbled. The blood ran to your face and you looked toward the ground, “Thanks.” “N-no problem.” “So have you done any combat training?” You directed your attention toward a particularly tall tree. “Mr.Stark has been busy doing business things so we haven't had time to coordinate schedules.” You laughed, “So you're all business now too?” “I try y’know? Have to prove my worth.” “You are worthy Peter, a kid drew you and now you're in a collage with the Avengers in headquarters! So haven't you already been proven?” He stared at you, “I just feel like I could do so much more.” “Then what's stopping you?” You looked back into him. “Myself? Maybe doubt-I don't want to disappoint anyone.” “But then aren't you disappointing yourself?” “I mean yeah, but what am I worth versus others? I'm just me-I'm just Peter.” He gently smiled. “I think you're worth a lot.” You mumbled causing him to stare at you more intently. “What?” “I think you're worth a lot,” you spoke up, “I think you deserve all the good in life and that you're worth more than half the earths population if not more.” You nodded in self agreeance and bit at your lip. Peter didn't reply but furrowed his brow whilst his eyes burned into the side of your face. “So yeah.” Barely whispered out and you looked at his near stern face, raising an eyebrow. It abruptly softened and he turned toward you grabbing the arm nearest to him and pulled you toward him, wrapping his arms around your body in a warm firm grip. The action caught you off guard which made you jolt into him before quickly relaxing and returning the action.  You two stood in pure contentment, your face half covered in nook between his collar bone and chest while he formed over your shoulder in a downward shape, as the world continued to spin while you two stood still. He smelled subtly of musk and dogwood with something buried below that you couldn't place but never wanted to forget that mixed with the open freshness in the air to swoon your lungs into a hidden paradise. Your eyes closed and you hummed in happiness causing Peter to release a gentle chuckle and grip more onto your frame. How ever long it was, seconds, minutes, hours, the grasp eventually loosened and you two freely shook your limbs. He looked at you with a smile that showed bountiful thanks and eyes that held endearment. As much as you wanted to return the look your cheeks were filling with rose and the ground came into view, your arm crossing over to grasp the other. “What was that for?” You already knew the answer. “I really like you, even if you don't believe it. The way you are and the way you say things, it's different-in a g-good way of course,” he sheepishly smiled, “I just want you to know that I want to be your friend even if you push me away. I can handle it, and I'll understand, but I'll still be there for you.”    Your eyes grew foggy and your throat swelled so fast it felt like soon you wouldn't be able to breath. Tears began to escape your view, smiling to show you weren't hurt but the opposite. You're thoughts about him weren't wrong, he was everything good in life. If you were religious you would compare him to an angel that someone sent to care for your doubts. Peter outstretched and touched the hand on your arm cooing comforts not sure whether or not to smile or start concerning. Looking into his eyes with the foggy gaze he noticed your smile and did the same, realizing that this was good and something you had needed. Still touching your hand you released your grip on your arm and cuffed onto his fingers. The act made him blush and you released a giggle while gently swaying the contact. To you this wasn't romantical, this wasn't a confession of feelings that you still felt you needed to suppress, this was comfort. The ease and safety you felt toward yourself with him made you clammer for contact, every look or touch enhanced the feeling of peace. If you could you'd stay near him forever just to feel as okay with yourself as he did. He did not fear or worry about consequences, to him there were none for you were in control, in fact he felt that you needed protection not because you weren't strong yourself but because you were worth the risk. Because he cares. He was the first one you knew who truly cared about you, not what you could do, but who you are inside. Your powers to him were nothing but a party trick, as Tony had said, and did not define your struggles within yourself or the person below the hurt. He gazed down towards your intertwined fingers and came back to your eyes with a sweet grin which made you glow. “I want you to be my friend Peter, and I never want to lose that.” “You won't.” He replied confidently.