“Well that was taking it really slow so it probably seemed really easy,” Peter told her, mildly bragging. It was only a mild brag though because he was being serious, he had been taking it slow. He also noticed that Midge was still hanging close to him.
“Thank you. I don’t know if I’d do it again, but I also didn’t feel like you were going to drop me. You held me really tightly.”
He’s still holding her and feels an impulse, one that she doesn’t fight for some reason. Leaning in, she presses her lips to approximately where his lips would be on the other side of his mask.
Midge pulls back quickly, putting her fingers to her mouth with a gasp. “I… I’m sorry.” She moves out of his embrace. “I-I should go.”
Okay. Okay. Midge just kissed him. Only she didn't kiss him she kissed Spider-Man. Which was... technically him but she didn't know that. Did she? Or did she. Because either Midge was the type of woman to kiss another man while she was dating Peter or she knew that he was Spider-Man.
He was just going to assume that she knew he was Spider-Man and was giving him space to tell her in her own time. Or something. He just wasn't going to think about it. Nope. Nope. Nope. No need to think about it because she apologized and... just not thinking about it.
"Yeah, yeah I've got to... fight my hair. Wash crime. Fight crime then wash my hair so... busy night. I'll, uh, catch you later?" he said, knowing full well that unless Midge was robbed again he was absolutely going to avoid seeing her again as Spider-Man. Without waiting for an answer he gave a wave and ran a few steps then leapt high into the air and started to web-swing away. Maybe he could find a high speed robbery to take his mind off things?
Midge feels horrible. As much as she thinks Peter is Spider-Man, she isn’t 100% sure. She loves Peter, but she might have just kissed another man. She hopes that she hasn’t made a huge mistake.
Midge watches him go with a worried expression on her face, then goes back into the club. If Spider-Man really is Peter, then she and him have a lot to discuss.
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“It was… not that bad, actually.”
Midge isn’t sure if she’d use the word “fun”. It had some exhilarating moments, that’s for sure.
She keeps her arms around Spider-Man’s neck. “You do that so easily.”
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“Well that was taking it really slow so it probably seemed really easy,” Peter told her, mildly bragging. It was only a mild brag though because he was being serious, he had been taking it slow. He also noticed that Midge was still hanging close to him.
“But you did really well for your first time.”
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He’s still holding her and feels an impulse, one that she doesn’t fight for some reason. Leaning in, she presses her lips to approximately where his lips would be on the other side of his mask.
Midge pulls back quickly, putting her fingers to her mouth with a gasp. “I… I’m sorry.” She moves out of his embrace. “I-I should go.”
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He was just going to assume that she knew he was Spider-Man and was giving him space to tell her in her own time. Or something. He just wasn't going to think about it. Nope. Nope. Nope. No need to think about it because she apologized and... just not thinking about it.
"Yeah, yeah I've got to... fight my hair. Wash crime. Fight crime then wash my hair so... busy night. I'll, uh, catch you later?" he said, knowing full well that unless Midge was robbed again he was absolutely going to avoid seeing her again as Spider-Man. Without waiting for an answer he gave a wave and ran a few steps then leapt high into the air and started to web-swing away. Maybe he could find a high speed robbery to take his mind off things?
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Midge watches him go with a worried expression on her face, then goes back into the club. If Spider-Man really is Peter, then she and him have a lot to discuss.