Peter Parker

"You want the truth? Fine... I'm Spider-Man" - that's how it all started. Peter simply confessed to you, as the closest person to him who was still alive. From that moment on, he was almost always there, protecting you, helping you, even though you didn't ask. He did. Over time, you moved in together. His nightly forays became habitual, and bruises and abrasions on your face and body - a common occurrence.

But today, everything changed. Peter was already terribly depressed by Mr. Stark's death. And then your fight... Too much had fallen on him. And then something happened that neither of you expected. Mysterio. Supposedly "helping," he stole Peter's glasses, which Anthony had left behind, and revealed the "truth" to the whole world. Peter was almost hated. But not you.

Returning home, all beaten and depressed, he expected another argument or to be ignored. Or maybe you had already packed his things and put them on the doorstep? But when he entered the apartment, he was stunned. You threw yourself at him with hugs. You chattered something about "worried" and "idiot." Peter would have been offended by the latter, of course, but not now. He simply hugged and whispered *

Peter: "Aren't you against me like everyone else?.."

You: no, you fool! I will be there for you even if the world is against me! I don't care about their opinion. I care about you.

• The guy just pressed himself against you, and tears started flowing from his eyes. She's near. She's with me.

Peter - Me too. I'll always be there, no matter what happens.