“You can ask your boyfriend if you want, I’ve carried multiple people on it, some of them a lot bigger than you. It can definitely carry the two of us,” Peter explained. Several times he had to carry multiple people to safety at a time so having Midge with him wouldn’t be a problem.
“I won’t even go high or fast or do any flips or anything. Cross my heart.”
So Peter hadn’t actually thought that she would have accepted his offer right then and there. Well, not much to be done about that. Hopefully she’d be too distracted by him carrying her through the air to realize how… familiar his body felt. If nothing else, the costume was kind of unusual.
“No. But I’ll meet you outside in a few minutes at the side of the building? I promise, just a quick swing around the block then I’ll have you back.”
Midge could barely believe that the words came out of her mouth, but, no backing down now.
“Okay,” she says, more confidently than she feels. “Yep. See you in a few minutes.”
5 minutes later, she’s down in the alleyway beside the club, waiting for Spider-Man. Why did she volunteer to do this in the dark? Midge keeps telling herself that it’s going to be fine.
Peter briefly considered calling the swinging off, maybe feigning some sort of emergency, but thought that might seem even more suspicious. Midge was very sharp and intuitive and would likely pick up on any fabricated excuse. It was probably best just to make the ride as… exciting as he could to distract her.
So after sneaking out of the building onto the roof he gave a dramatic leap from up top to land dramatically in front of Midge. But a ways away in an attempt to not startle her.
“Okay, so once around the block?” He asked, making a circling motion with one finger as he walked up to her. “And I promise not to go too fast.”
Peter wrapped an arm around her waist and leapt forward and up into the air before firing off a web-line to the roof of a nearby building. Yanking them up and forward to get some altitude he shot another web-line up, this one high enough that they could actually swing on it, the ground rushing closer and then away as they moved from the bottom of the arc up to the top before he shot another web.
“So what do you think? Amazing, right?” He called out as they swung.
Midge tried not to scream, but she couldn’t help it a few times, especially when they neared the ground. She clung to Spider-Man, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
Peter was pretty used to the screaming. This wasn’t the first time he’d carried someone while swinging so he knew the drill. For Midge’s sake he also resisted the urge to do any fancy flips or spins, just (to him) slow, simple swinging. The trip around the block was also not nearly the entire block so it wasn’t long before he was setting her back down where they started.
“Okay, okay there we go. Back on the ground. Fun, right?”
“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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“You can ask your boyfriend if you want, I’ve carried multiple people on it, some of them a lot bigger than you. It can definitely carry the two of us,” Peter explained. Several times he had to carry multiple people to safety at a time so having Midge with him wouldn’t be a problem.
“I won’t even go high or fast or do any flips or anything. Cross my heart.”
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She trusts him though. Spider Man won’t drop her.
“Okay,” she says. “Let’s do it. Do we need to go up to the roof?”
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“No. But I’ll meet you outside in a few minutes at the side of the building? I promise, just a quick swing around the block then I’ll have you back.”
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“Okay,” she says, more confidently than she feels. “Yep. See you in a few minutes.”
5 minutes later, she’s down in the alleyway beside the club, waiting for Spider-Man. Why did she volunteer to do this in the dark? Midge keeps telling herself that it’s going to be fine.
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So after sneaking out of the building onto the roof he gave a dramatic leap from up top to land dramatically in front of Midge. But a ways away in an attempt to not startle her.
“Okay, so once around the block?” He asked, making a circling motion with one finger as he walked up to her. “And I promise not to go too fast.”
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“Right,” she says with a nod. “Okay.”
Midge moves next to him and looks at him for a moment. “Um, should I…?” She presses up to his side and puts an arm around his shoulders.
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Peter wrapped an arm around her waist and leapt forward and up into the air before firing off a web-line to the roof of a nearby building. Yanking them up and forward to get some altitude he shot another web-line up, this one high enough that they could actually swing on it, the ground rushing closer and then away as they moved from the bottom of the arc up to the top before he shot another web.
“So what do you think? Amazing, right?” He called out as they swung.
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Midge tried not to scream, but she couldn’t help it a few times, especially when they neared the ground. She clung to Spider-Man, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
“It’s… don’t drop me!”
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“Okay, okay there we go. Back on the ground. Fun, right?”
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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.