
her room has been directly across from peter parker’s since the day she moved next door, their windows offering an intimate view of each other’s lives. not that she spent much time glancing over at the parker’s, or even hanging around her own house. it felt safe to assume the guy changing in front of her, with chiseled back muscles and strong arms had to be some cousin of puny parker’s she’d never met. and as she admires him from across the way, she makes a note to chastise peter for never introducing her. but before she has a time to duck down, as he turns around and back towards the window, she freezes eyes wide in embarrassment and gaping as they make awkward eye contact and she realizes her mistake. she has no time to register that she just spent a good ten minutes watching peter change, while staring at the contours in his back, her only fitting plan to move IMMEDIATELY.
show some skin ( accepting. )