Novel & Cerita Spider-man Fanfiction Peter Stops Holding Back

He's all momentum and enthusiasm and five-year-old faith that when he launches himself at someone, they'll catch him. His Spider-Man sneakers (velcro, not laces—why does that detail feel important?) pound against the hardwood. His dinosaur t-shirt is twisted so the T-Rex is almost on his back instead of his front. I drop to one knee. He crashes into me with the full force of a small human who hasn't learned that bodies are fragile. His arms wrap around my neck. His momentum nearly knocks me backward. I catch him, arms closing around his small, solid body, and the weight of him, the reality of him, nearly undoes me.

He winces in pain as he feels the sharp claws digging into his chest. “4,” “3,” “2,” “1,” Sabastian counts down as his claws penetrate his chest. The air is heavy with the metallic scent of blood. Jacob's eyes grew wide, filled with fear, as he trembled involuntarily. “Wait! Wait … it was Peter. He wanted to swap!” he shouts as Sabastian growls murderously, his claws slipping at Jacob, but he doesn’t rip out his heart. My own heart thuds. We know Peter. He has been our friend. I even thought of having him as our beta when the time came.

Just tired. Broken. “I don’t get to love who I want,” he adds quietly. Love. My head spins. Did he just say love? Peter sighs. “Then stop looking at him like that.” “I’m trying.” “Try harder.” Footsteps. They’re coming this way. Panic hits me. I step back fast. Too fast. My shoe squeaks. Both voices stop. Damn it. Peter appears first. His eyes land on me. Sharp. Suspicious. Then he smiles.

"If that's what it takes. Save us both some time and just give in, call off the wedding, end this madness you've started." "It's not–" "A spider?" He frowns, staring over my shoulder. Part of me knows it's a trick but I still yelp, almost running into his arms but I stop myself midway, a little too late because that closeness is enough for him to grab my hand and force the rod down while holding me tightly. "Stop it," I say, struggling in his grip. I kick his foot and he groans, his other hand grabbing my free hand and clasping it in his hold along with the other wrist. I've never hated our size difference more than I do right now.

Harry chimed in with a tease, “Yeah, someone must be feeling guilty and letting their imagination run wild.” Peter looked at us with exasperation, “You two can stop pretending. I know exactly what you’re thinking.” I squinted my eyes and continued to tease him, “You dare to say you let him go without doing anything?” Peter flashed a smirk, “I did something before letting him go.” Harry’s interest was piqued, and he pressed on, “What did you do?” Peter's smile grew wider, and he said with an air of mystery, “Do we need to be so specific? What do you think two men could do?”

He always wanted to be in control of everything and I hated it so damn much. “I’m busy,” I spat, tugging my arm in a futile attempt to break his grip. “And I need to go back to work so don’t waste my time. Right Peter?” I flicked my gaze towards Peter, silently begging him to back me up. But Gavin's eyes went dark and intense as he followed my gaze, locking onto Peter with a chilling intensity.

[Kaden] "Ok Boss. There's something else I think you should see," Spider said, making me stare back at him My brow creased together as I watched him retrieve a file I hadn't noticed earlier from behind him. He stared at me then dropped it right on the table "I didn't stop looking into him just like you instructed," Spider said making my brows crease even more What is he talking about? "You didn't stop looking into who?" I asked as I dragged the file, placing it in front of me. My hand slipped inside and I pulled out the papers, placing them right on top of the file

Damon dares him, still holding me. Garrett started approaching threatening when suddenly, Peter was right there in-between. He had run from where he was vaping and stood between them. At this point, everyone was staring. "Guys, come on. This is not the right time for this." Peter said. "Ask him to let go of Jace." Garrett said to him. Peter looked and noticed that Damon was holding my hand. I noticed a flash of anger in his eyes that he tried to hide behind a subtle voice.

“Why, Peter? Why don’t you have the guts to go to Mary? Why didn’t you have them 12 years ago? Why did you suddenly show up now to ruin everything?” “Marcus… please, stop!” Peter said, his voice strained as he kept his grip on his old friend. “I won’t let you go until you calm down. You know me. You know what I’m capable of. You and I aren’t so different—remember that. Fighting won’t solve anything!”

He says. "Now. I want you to get out of this car and place everything you're hiding on your body in front of you where I can see them." He instructs but I don't move. "You can move closer." He instructs into his earpiece and I instinctively look around. Flashing lights from another car appear and stops behind us. Another man with brown hair stops and moves to the back. I look between the car and the man beside me who holds a smirk. "I believe we haven't officially met. I'm the Spider." He says making my head fully snap to him.