This is by far, not my best work, so, yeah, sorry about that-
Peter paced back and forth.
It was the fourteenth, his and MJ's first Valentine's Day together. He could not screw this up.
He had the heart-shaped chocolates (the kind filled with caramel, just how she liked them), the conversation hearts, a cute button down t-shirt, and a new pair of black slacks. He was debating whether or not to wear a tie, when the door bell rang.
"Oh sh-" he began, before May opened the door.
"Peter?" MJ called. Peter came out of the bedroom and offered her a single red rose. She smiled and took it. She wore a long black dress that suited her curves perfectly.
"You look, uhm, really pretty tonight," Peter fumbled over his words.
"Thanks, so do you," MJ replied. Peter blushed slightly as she glanced at the rose and sniffed it, before sliding it into her pony tail.
"I made... reservations, at that resturant, you've always wanted to go to..." Peter said looking down at his dress shoes.
"Oh, did you?" MJ replied toying with her bracelet.
"Uhm... yeah, I did."
"Oh, well, uhm, you wanna walk there?"
"That sounds, really nice," Peter replied.
The young couple walked outside, into the twilight, as Peter reached for her hand. After a quiet walk, in the slightly chilly air, they made their way into the fancy resturant. Peter shifted uncomfortable in his seat as they both picked at their food.
"You know, this is really much too fancy," MJ stated, rather bluntly. Peter blinked, and then laughed.
"Yeah, I agree," he replied smiling slightly.
"What do you say, we go out for Wendys?" MJ asked, returning his shy smile. Peter snorted.
"Sounds wonderful."
They split the bill and walked to the fast food place, ordering burgers and fries and, of course, a large soda for them to share. Half an hour later the two of them walked back to MJ's place laughing.
"Frick!" Peter exclaimed. MJ blinked.
"I got you chocolates! And a card! And I forgot them at home! Dangit!" Peter said turning away from her.
"Peter, relax, it's okay," she said gently, resting a hand on his shoulder.
"But it's not! Our first Valentine's Day, and I go and screw it up!" he cried in anger at himself.
"Peter," she said calmly, before spinning him around and kissing him gently. He blinked, before kissing back.
"There we go, see, I'm not mad, at all, this was one of the best nights of my life, made even better, by the amazing man I'm spending it with," she said smiling, truly smiling at him. Peter blinked, before smiling widely.
"I... wow..."
MJ laughed. "Happy Valentine's Day, Peter Parker."
"And happy Valentine's Day to you, Michelle," he replied. And the couple walks slowly home, in the chilly late February breeze, laughing, and smiling, all the way home.