Peter Parker (underoooos) wrote in oakdellic, @ 2017-07-23 14:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread/log, peter parker, steve rogers |
Who: peter and steve
Where: steve's
When: this evening
What: moving in with captain america
Status: on going
Warnings: none
The box in his arms almost came tumbling free, but Peter managed to stop himself from tripping over an uneven piece of sidewalk. God, how awesome was it that he had managed to talk to Captain America? It was, even more, mind blowing that he was moving in with the guy. Steve, right, he had to remember to call him Steve! He may have been freaking out slightly inside, but he was still his normally awkward person on the outside. HE WAS MOVING IN WITH CAPTAIN AMERICA! Thankfully he didn't have a ton of stuff here in Oakdell, but he had packed up what he could. Would there just be a random closet full of clothes in Steve's house that fit him? How did this place work? He dropped the box at his converse clad feet and raised a hand to knock on the door. Nerves jumped around like crazy and he couldn't help crossing and uncrossing his arms. The headphones on his ears helped block out too much noise. His senses were going kind of crazy in Oakdell, but some of that could have just been nerves. The only reason he had a suit right now was that Cindy had made him one. She had vanished, but it had stayed with him. That suit was shoved in the bottom of the box that was sitting on the sidewalk. "Hey, hi, no...hello, uh, hey how's it going?" Peter was softly practicing what he was going to say to Captain America when he opened the door. When the door finally did open he found himself staring at Steve Rogers with his mouth hanging open just slightly. There was an audible click as he snapped his mouth shut. He cleared his throat and finally managed to talk. "Uh, you weren't joking right? Cause I totally packed some stuff, but if need be I can go back to the emtpy house. It wouldn't be a problem, si- Steve." The words rushed out of him and it was pretty amazing he was still managing to breathe while talking. "I mean, I'm Peter..." And then came the awkward silence. He looked like a normal teenager, a punny science shirt on, ripped jeans, and his converse. His hair was a little messy under his headphones, but he didn't care. Just looking at him like this made it had to connect the dots to the fact he was Spider-man. |