citysaviour.

_{it’s  been  a  week  since  he’s  heard  from  her,   all  SILENCE  on  her  end   if  not  for  a  one  worded  text  telling  him  she  landed.   he’s  panicked,    unknowing  to  the  damage  the  chameleon  caused,   instead  only  the  worst  scenarios  play  out  in  his  mind  the  entire  plane  ride.   what  he  first   chalked  up  to  her  being  busy,  has  quickly  turned  into  terror   –  he  can  only  think  of  him  being  SPIDER  -  MAN  finally  catching  up  to  her  his  whole  taxi  ride  to  her  hotel,  fists  balled  nervously  following  a  knock  on  her  door.  his  imagination  catches  up  to  him,   running  wild  with  a  MILLION  villains  that  could  be  waiting  for  him  behind  the  wall   /   he  doesn’t  expect  to  see  her.   shoulders  drop  as  defense  lowers,   anxiety  settling  as  arms  wrap  around  slender  frame.     ❛     oh  my  god     —    mary  jane.     ❜}

_{@citystarlet​}

          _{her  job  is  all  that  matters  right  now.  it’s  all  she  has.  all  she  can  focus  on  to  keep  her  mind  off  the  way  things  were  left  back  home.  if  she  were  10  years  younger,  she’d  have  used  this  as  an  excuse  to  make  the  most  of  the  attention  she  received,  find  a  chiseled  lifeguard  who  had  nothing  to  offer,  but  the  satisfaction  of  maybe  hurting  peter  the  way  he  had  hurt  her.  but  even  the  few  hours  she  had  to  herself  were  spent  alone,  if  not  flipping  aimlessly  through  channels  in  her  room,  then  walking  down  the  beach  with  no  clear  destination  in  mind.  she  thinks  it’s  the  room  service  she  had  just  ordered  when  she  hears  a  knock  at  the  door  –  peter  the  last  person  she  expected  to  be  standing  there,  a  thousand  miles  purposely  between  them.  she  inhales,  startled  though  visage  is  withdrawn  –  she  doesn’t  return  the  gesture,  arms  hanging  loosely  at  her  side.  she  resists  the  urge  to  crumble  against  him.  her  voice  is  even  –  cold.    ❛   ———what’re  you  doing  here?   ❜}