《flower boy || peter parker》say the name || seventeen
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'your name comes up in conversation with my friends
i hate how much i feel it right there in my chest'
- black hole, griff
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"You know if you get his spare jersey it means you're cliché dickwards that deserve to have food thrown at you." A slice of carrot flings across the table.
"Thanks MJ for the positivity."
"Also that only happens in the movies. Right? Don't look at me like that." Peter sat at the usual table with Ned next to him and MJ a few seats away to look like she isn't really involved with the two but close enough to hear their gossiping like real house wives.
"Naïve Peter Parker, oh look here he comes with a shirt in his hands. Hey Kyungsoo!" MJ waved to where Peter couldn't see, he started to get nervous and work up a sweat.
"Act natural. Ned I said act natural."
MJ's laugh was the only thing to reach the table, no Kyungsoo and no hockey jersey. Peter remained in an awkward position, his eyes refusing to leave Ned's as he feared his tingle had malfunctioned when it came to the boy that made his heart tingle instead.
MJ's continuous laugh started to register for the two, Peter's legs removing from his oh so natural position over Ned's lap. Both the bodies made a slow and embarrassed turn back to tuck under the table as MJ wiped invisible tears to highlight how she played the boys so easily.
"Nice of you to join us Kyungsoo." Peter's head swung towards MJ
"Hi MJ? Need anything?"
"You aren't sitting and you're hurting my neck looking up so chop chop." MJ continued to munch her crudites despite the figure looming in between them, looking at her with a strange look.
"Right as MJ asked very nicely, I'll make this quick. Come back to mine before the after party. Ned stop looking at me like that you can join, please don't beg like last time, it was scarring."
"I can agree on that."
"Thanks MJ, you going?"
"I'd rather not, but maybe I will. Maybe I wont. Yes. No."
"Perfect you'll love my brothers homemade dessert. That okay Petey?"
Just as Peter began to answer Flash and Brad decided to make an annoying appearance.
"What's up Penis Parker? Why are we with these losers? Unless you take his work so he fails, his biggest fear."
Kyungsoo didn't take his eyes from Peter, waiting for a silent agreement and just admiring what he could call his and only his, likewise if Peter wanted to leash the taller he'd allow it, no questions asked. He was simply smitten with the teenaged super hero who was too kind for what he had witnessed and been victim too.
Peter started to flush red under the unwavering stare, worried Flash would pick up on the intensity and question the emotions behind Kyungsoo's eyes, because anyone could see it was anything but hate, distaste and boredom.
"Parker here is going to the after party so I simply threatened him with a good time, after your party and the creep with the now black eye."
"You punched him?" Peter suddenly stood, his eyes flickering between the feelings of admiration and disappointment. "You could get kicked off the team Kyungsoo, what the hell are doing?"
"Woah Parker, I'd do no such thing!"
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Flash eagerly butted in remembering what happened, "Yeah Penis Parker, dude just got accidentally hit with a hockey puck, don't start rumours that can damage Golden Yoo."
"I have a mean swing." Kyungsoo winked as he trailed after the two who left after boredom, both Brad and Flash having little to no attention span when it came to Peter.
The three remaining at the table had a moment of awkward silence as Peter twiddled his thumbs. Another carrot hit the table in front of the two boys and MJ looked at them both with the same boredom as usual. "At least there was no shitty hockey jersey, Peter."
"That's good right?"
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Kyungsoo and Brad sat bumping shoulders in the changing room, they had 30 minutes rest and recovery before the match, that the school was heavily invested into for some reason, started. Each push got harder until one of them ended up on the floor, 'crying like a baby' as Brad stated, and the other laughing while the rest of the team rush in thinking one of them broke a bone.
"How are you the captain?" The hyena like laugh continued.
"Maybe because I earned it and didn't get lucky with the blip huh?"
"I'm going to beat your arse, Yoo. Don't think the captain title grants you any respect from me." Kyungsoo remained on the floor the whole time, star fished and too lazy to pick himself up and retaliate against the all bark not bite of Brad. All Kyungsoo could be bothered to do was swing his hockey stick in the general direction of Brad and hope for the best.
The mess of pair continued their antics until their coach pulled them away, quite physically too, though shorter than both of the teenagers he had a mean collar pull that was used almost daily on the two Neanderthals called Brad and Kyungsoo.
"Boys, if one of you break a bone I'll break another and you'll be benched."
"Sir, no offense- Ow what the fuck?" Brad's attempt to twist towards the culprit, who kicked his butt a little harshly to be friendly, failed as soon as the coach threw them out the door. Only Kyungsoo's head poked in one last time. His eyes finding what he needed.
"Um coach sir?"
"What Yoo?"
"Our skates..." Kyungsoo dodged in time with a laugh echoing from Brad, the two boys held hardly any nerves for this game. The school hyped it up far too much in their opinion. Kyungsoo would constantly tell his brother's that if they missed a game it's not a big deal as how many schools really had a competitive ice hockey team to make it a huge thing.
"Don't mess up Yoo, team counts on you!"
"Fuck you Brad."
"Well if you suck and lose the game that's the end of Peter and Kyungsoo, so maybe have a little team energy?"
"Thanks for the hype up Brad, love you mate."
"Ever seen skates cut a throat? No? Want to see?"
"Boys! Rink now, kiss later!"
"Kissed him before sir, he's not that good!"
"Fuck you Kyungsoo."
By the time the last two team members of Midtown's ice hockey team, the crowd had sat behind the plexiglass, that crowd happened to include a super-hero out of suit, his guy in the chair and the real brains behind the two braincell-less boys.
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"You know, Smith's girlfriend is wearing his away jersey, jealous Peter?"
"MJ said it's the highest dishonour to be seen in that cliche, so no I'm fine, I'm more distressed over Elle who has Kyungsoo across her breasts. My breasts don't say Kyungsoo, should they? Seriously should I get a pen and do it?"
"I, MJ, vote yes!"
"Peter, chill would you? Kyungsoo's too cool to not have at least one cheerleader." Ned just munched on his snacks, eyes disregarding Peter as the ice rink filled with both teams. "Speaking of cool, there he is."
Peter didn't look up, he simply leaned towards Ned some more. "How the fuck does ice hockey work?"
"Do either us look like we know the first thing about sports? You are the one that can run for an hour and not be out of breath."
"That's not me. That's my alter ego Paul Parker."
No one laughed at Peter's attempt of a joke, so he took it as his cue to look around. Peter's never had a reason to visit this ice rink hired out by local schools, only reason would be if Spider-Man was needed here for spidey duties. Though being in pretty good shape the boy wasn't a sports person, more of saving people from you know, dying.
The atmosphere was loud, from the energy to the noise to the rumbling at his feet that Peter's spidey senses clung onto. The smell was a mix of heavily salted popcorn and sweat from the overly excited super fans. Peter didn't understand, it was a high school ice hockey game, he was there for one reason only; Kyungsoo. His eyes at last trailed to where Kyungsoo would be, the game had seem to have started without his knowledge. A slight jolt brought him back to reality.
"Pete, your phones been going off for ages now." Peter's hand quickly shot to his pocket that was continuously going off, a 'crap' uttered from his lips as Happy's name was endlessly popping up on his locked screen.
Peter effortlessly made his way through the crowded seats, his agility coming in useful for awkward social situations. His feet at last carried him to a much quieter area to talk to Happy. Peter's phone rang for like the millionth time but this time he could answer it.
"Take your time, it's not like you are a superhero named Spider-Man or anything."
"Sorry Happy, had to get away."
"Don't care, just get to the location I sent, suited up please can't have a high school kid running around."
"Right now?"
"No next year. Of course right now. It's a lead on those warehouse people."
"Hap-Happy I'm at a school thing, is like-like I don't know someone else? I cant just leave Kyungsoo."
"Parker?"
"Yes?"
"I'm ending the call, you have 20 minutes, I'll be on your suits line if you need help. See you soon Parker."
Peter just heaved a sigh, once again having to run from anything Kyungsoo wanted to do with Peter. More than likely he'd miss both the game and the after party.
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The game was a win on Midtown's belt again. Kyungsoo didn't have time to look in the crowd for anyone, his brother and his boyfriend and even the personal cheerleaders with his name in locations he'd rather not look at went unseen until the crowd dispersed to go home or to the party hosted by the teams own Carson Dwyer.
"Hey Hyung! Have you seen Peter at all?" The sweaty Kyungsoo jogged towards his brother, the after glow from the win and his bag containing unfolded kit as he rushed out the changing rooms at a speed Eric was surprised at.
"Hello to you to brother, yes you are welcome for the lift home. Good game, I did enjoy watching my brother win yes!" It was obvious that Kyungsoo was raised by his brothers as his mannerisms were often similar to either one of them, sarcastic, annoying and a confidence none of them should possess.
"Yes hello blah blah, known you for 17 years no need to hold small talk. I'm going to go look for him, just wait a little longer." Kyungsoo heard a sarcastic 'Yes your highness' as his bag hit his brother in the chest and he was already running back towards the entrance.
Kyungsoo was met by his favourite person rather than Peter, a boy who sported a black eye that may or may not have been inflicted by the one and only Kyungsoo himself.
"What?"
"I saw him leave like 10 minutes in to the game, Yoo."
"No idea what you are talking about, move along." Kyungsoo went to move pass the bruised guy from gym class but he side stepped to block him.
"You got a weird obsession with Penis Parker to be just friends."
"Says the guy with the drugged drink. Now that's an unhealthy obsession. Illegal too."
"Yoo Kyungsoo, you aren't as cool as the general school population convinces you to be. Look at you being stood up by the literal Penis Parker." The annoyance in front of Kyungsoo wouldn't budge, the boy just wanted to take Peter home before the party.
"Dude seriously what is the problem here, I just want to find my friend and leave. This is an unnecessary conversation."
"You man your friend Spider-Man." Kyungsoo attempted to not falter.
"I wish, means I'd get to mean the Winter Soldier. But no, sorry mate."
"Oh shame, I'm a Freak Storm fan myself, running from hydra for so many years and not be caught, it is very impressive." Kyungsoo's façade began to falter, soon to crumble.
"I've never heard of them, mother nature esc huh?"
"Don't play stupid Yoo, it doesn't suit you. Little Spider-Man is at death's door and now Freak Storm can join hydra again. You must miss it?"
"Look over there!" The escape plan that could be considered a joke distracted the, what Kyungsoo could decipher to be, Hydra agent. A plant structure that was oh so familiar to the fleeing boy grasped at the guys ankle. Securing Kyungsoo time to run as he was dragged to the ground by the stork like structure.
"Thank you Mother Nature." Kyungsoo sprinted at a speed that was charged by fear, busting the doors open as he stumbled scared towards Eric who began to sense that everything was not dandy for his brother right now. Kyungsoo's voice could be heard over the locked windows, continuously shouting to start the car quickly and drive.
"What the fuck Kyungsoo."
"Oh you know, the usual, just Hydra."
"Ah shit, here we go again."
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yes yes hello, im sorry its been a while, had a whole nct dream and monsta x comeback in the time i was gone.
i have finished sixth form though so i aim to get the last 2 chapters of this book done soon. yes yes the last chapters, i aim to cut this at 20 chaps and start my loki x male!oc
please stay safe out there, some things on social media involve gore and no one deserves to witness that.
love you all,
ly x
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