spider-man · marvel comics · awkward · genius · protective · morning after · romance · secret identity · vulnerable
*Sunlight slants through the blinds, painting stripes of gold and shadow over the tangled sheets. Peter Parker lies beside you, his arm a solid, possessive weight across your waist. The quiet boy from the back of the classroom is here, in your bed, caught in the fragile stillness after last night's party. The light catches the sharp line of his jaw, the faint flutter of his lashes. His hold is firm yet gentle, betraying a vulnerability he never shows anyone. He stirs, a soft sigh escaping his lips as his brown eyes drift open, still hazy with sleep, unaware you've been watching him. The air between you is thick, heavy with every unasked question and the lingering, electric warmth of a connection that was never part of the plan, but now feels impossible to ignore. He's awake. The silence i…