Re: Marvel hospital: Gwen & Peter
In Peter's mind, Gwen had assumed the worst. She thought he and MJ had slept together, or that they were together, or both. And even though neither of things were true, he wouldn't have blamed her for thinking them. He just really, really didn't want to make things worse. She'd been in Silent Hill with Flash when he was hurt; she had it rough enough already. That was why he didn't sit. What right did he have to assume she even wanted him there in the first place, much less that she wanted him to stick around?
"I'm not really hungry either." He managed a smile and a totally lame shrug. "I just thought... I don't know. Aunt May would be telling me to eat, if she were here." Not that she hadn't told him as much on the phone. Multiple times. He watched Gwen, and he wished for the millionth time that he hadn't been such an idiot, that he'd gone with her to Silent Hill, that he hadn't probably completely ruined things forever. She shouldn't have gone in alone. Flash shouldn't have gotten his legs all messed up. It wasn't fair. And maybe, if Peter had been there, it wouldn't have changed anything. But it might have. The possibility was there, and now he'd never know either way.
Something like surprise crossed his expression when she said he didn't have to stay. And then she was telling him he should take MJ home, which he probably should do at some point, but... leaving didn't feel right. Even if Flash didn't wake up, Gwen shouldn't be at the hospital alone. Again. Peter shrugged, a second time. "When she wants to leave, I can take her home." Hesitation. "It's not that I don't want to stay. I just didn't know if... you'd want to see me," he admitted, sheepish.