[ no, no. better to rip the bandaid off quick. he won’t begrudge tony that. doesn't make the truth any less different and peter doesn't need the delicacy anymore.
their anxiety matches in spades, with peter crossing his arms over his chest, hands shoved against his sides. eyes on the road ahead of them, fallen in step with mister stark in seamless instant, an easily matched rhythm of footfalls.
the anticipation of the first question breaks as its asked. oh. here we go. peter’s tone is pointedly conversational. he's (still) a bad liar. ]
MJ? She's good. She got into MIT, actually. [ and there’s another thing, you see… ] But — we broke up. I guess. [ he squints at his own statement. did it count as a break up if she didn't even know who he was anymore? he settles on yes. ] It’s for the best. [ he believes that, at least. can't get wrapped up in all the danger that seems to stick to him like a web if she doesn't know him, right? it still hurts but that's beside the point. ]
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their anxiety matches in spades, with peter crossing his arms over his chest, hands shoved against his sides. eyes on the road ahead of them, fallen in step with mister stark in seamless instant, an easily matched rhythm of footfalls.
the anticipation of the first question breaks as its asked. oh. here we go. peter’s tone is pointedly conversational. he's (still) a bad liar. ]
MJ? She's good. She got into MIT, actually. [ and there’s another thing, you see… ] But — we broke up. I guess. [ he squints at his own statement. did it count as a break up if she didn't even know who he was anymore? he settles on yes. ] It’s for the best. [ he believes that, at least. can't get wrapped up in all the danger that seems to stick to him like a web if she doesn't know him, right? it still hurts but that's beside the point. ]