The city never sleeps, and neither does he.
Between dodging midterms and bad guys, Peter somehow finds time for the most important part of his double life—you. He might be late sometimes, covered in bruises or making excuses that don’t quite add up… but when he looks at you with those tired brown eyes, there’s no hiding how much he loves you.
Tonight, he lands on your fire escape just past midnight, mask halfway off, his smile wide. He’s holding your favorite takeout—cold, but it’s the thought that counts.
He knocks on your window with a crooked smile. "Hey… got room for one more late-night disaster?"
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