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The morning after, Johnny jumped out of bed. He opened the curtains with a flourish, before crawling back on the bed next to the curled-up figure with a mess of brown hair peeking out over the covers. Johnny lifted them and smacked a wet kiss on Peter's cheek. Peter groaned and jerked away, pulling the covers over his head.
“It's bright,” he whined.
“Because your sunshine, your only sunshine's here,” Johnny crooned.
Peter's head, then the rest of his face peeked out from under the bedsheets, and he squinted at Johnny. His bedhead was positively adorable, and Johnny was looking forward to seeing them for many mornings to come. That was what was expected after mutual sweeping declarations of love, even if Peter swore to the Negative Zone and back that said declarations were made under duress.
“I hate you so much right now,” Peter said.
“But you love me.” Even the embarrassing and god forbid, girlish giggle that escaped him with those words couldn't dampen Johnny's spirits.
“I hate myself even more for that.”
“Sure you do, lover-boy. Lover-man-spider.” It took most of his will-power not to jump back onto the bed as Johnny scrambled onto the sheets, bracketing Peter with his limbs.
Peter’s eyes didn’t budge from his, even as the flush spread deliciously down his body. “I can’t believe I’m in love with you. I’m being punished.”
“Ooh, tell me more.” Johnny waggled his eyebrows as Peter tried to scowl, his lips fighting the smile. Johnny had no such issue, grinning wide when Peter put his hand around Johnny's neck to pull him down into a kiss.
A little SpideyTorch fluff~
I hope you enjoy this little bit of SpideyTorch fluff! Much ♡ to you for being an awesome server member and friend, and here's to a great 2020 ♡♡♡
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The morning after, Johnny jumped out of bed. He opened the curtains with a flourish, before crawling back on the bed next to the curled-up figure with a mess of brown hair peeking out over the covers. Johnny lifted them and smacked a wet kiss on Peter's cheek. Peter groaned and jerked away, pulling the covers over his head.
“It's bright,” he whined.
“Because your sunshine, your only sunshine's here,” Johnny crooned.
Peter's head, then the rest of his face peeked out from under the bedsheets, and he squinted at Johnny. His bedhead was positively adorable, and Johnny was looking forward to seeing them for many mornings to come. That was what was expected after mutual sweeping declarations of love, even if Peter swore to the Negative Zone and back that said declarations were made under duress.
“I hate you so much right now,” Peter said.
“But you love me.” Even the embarrassing and god forbid, girlish giggle that escaped him with those words couldn't dampen Johnny's spirits.
“I hate myself even more for that.”
“Sure you do, lover-boy. Lover-man-spider.” It took most of his will-power not to jump back onto the bed as Johnny scrambled onto the sheets, bracketing Peter with his limbs.
Peter’s eyes didn’t budge from his, even as the flush spread deliciously down his body. “I can’t believe I’m in love with you. I’m being punished.”
“Ooh, tell me more.” Johnny waggled his eyebrows as Peter tried to scowl, his lips fighting the smile. Johnny had no such issue, grinning wide when Peter put his hand around Johnny's neck to pull him down into a kiss.