A/N: This is my first Spider-Man fiction and it is movie-verse as I have only read a few comics but have seen both movies often enough. I hope that someone reads and enjoys this. I just...Needed something of a break from writing all Yugioh.
ADMIRER
Chapter 1- Ordinary
An ordinary boy, nothing special. I mean, just looking at him you can see he's just a fool.
A tall figure was standing in the shadow of a large tree, watching a boy. This boy was seated on a bench, in the park, staring at a beautiful marble statue in front of him, seemingly lost in thought.
Opening his large trench coat, the figure pulled out a cigarette, noticing with disdain that it was his last. Throwing the empty container on the freshly mowed lawn, he put the cig to his lips and took a long drag, allowing the smoke to flow into his body.
He then turned his attention back to the one who he had been watching for the past few weeks.
I just can't figure out what it is. I don't even know his name, yet by looking at him I know he's everything that I abhor. Obviously poor, and spends little time on his hair and cloths...yet I am drawn to him. Perhaps it is his looks...?
The man allowed his gaze to pass over the boy. Smirking slightly as he took in the alluringly pouty lips, the beautiful eyes, and the slender body, tampering down to what he knew was a very fine rear.
That may be it, but I have to know for sure.
Flicking his cigarette, and grounding it with the toe of his boot, he made his way over to the handsome boy.
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Peter Parker was just sitting on a bench, for once just enjoying his afternoon. It was the weekend, the sun was shining, birds were singing, and most importantly he could hear no sounds of sirens in the distance to ruin his peace.
It was times like this, more so then usual, that he thought about her. He thought about her eyes, he thought about her hair, he thought about he smile, but he also thought about the impossibility of it all.
I was lucky enough to have found my one true love, but I ruined it. It can never be.
"Mind if I sit here?"
The voice came from his left, and Peter looked up to see a tall man with a trench coat gesturing to the empty space on the bench next to Peter.
"Oh no, not at all. In fact, I'd better be going now anyway." Peter told the man politely, standing, more then a little startled that he had not heard the man coming.
The man sat down a looked up at Peter, raising an eyebrow, "Am I really that smelly?"
"Oh no, nothing like that, I merely-"
"Then sit down, will you? You're blocking the sun!" The man said, grabbing Peter's arm and pulling him down, practically on top of him.
Blushing slightly, Peter moved aside quickly, missed his new companions nasty grin. "Ah, sorry, ok." Righting himself, Peter looked at the man.
He looked to be of average height and a bit stocky. He had short black hair, and was wearing thick black sunglasses. Peter briefly wondered why he would do such a thing on a relatively cloudy day. Which lead him to wonder why he was wearing all black and long sleeved at that. Could this guy be planning some sort of robbery? There is a bank near here...
The man shifted slightly under Peter's scrutiny, and he grinned, extending his hand "Hey, relax. It was an accident. My name is Alex by the way, Alex Porter."
Peter dropped his paranoid thoughts and took the man's name. "Peter. Peter Parker."
The man nodded and a companionable silence fell between them. They both stared into the distance. Peter think of his girl woes, and Alex, well, he was thinking quite a lot about Peter.
Just when Alex had decided to make some sort of try at conversation, Peter jumped up quickly. "What is it? What's wrong?"
"Uh nothing..."Peter answered distractedly, watching three cop cars chase after a speeding man. "Nothing at all. Just something I forgot. Something I have to do." And with that he was off and running in the direction the cars had gone. He shouted behind him, "It was nice meeting you though, Alex!"
After watching the boy disappear around a corner, Alex stood as well. "Not half as nice as it was meeting you, Peter Parker..." The man licked his lips and strolled out of the park. Determined that this was not the last Peter saw of him.
A/N: I hope someone somewhere lets me know what they think. As I said before, this is my first fic about the lovely Peter Parker.
ADMIRER
Chapter 1- Ordinary
An ordinary boy, nothing special. I mean, just looking at him you can see he's just a fool.
A tall figure was standing in the shadow of a large tree, watching a boy. This boy was seated on a bench, in the park, staring at a beautiful marble statue in front of him, seemingly lost in thought.
Opening his large trench coat, the figure pulled out a cigarette, noticing with disdain that it was his last. Throwing the empty container on the freshly mowed lawn, he put the cig to his lips and took a long drag, allowing the smoke to flow into his body.
He then turned his attention back to the one who he had been watching for the past few weeks.
I just can't figure out what it is. I don't even know his name, yet by looking at him I know he's everything that I abhor. Obviously poor, and spends little time on his hair and cloths...yet I am drawn to him. Perhaps it is his looks...?
The man allowed his gaze to pass over the boy. Smirking slightly as he took in the alluringly pouty lips, the beautiful eyes, and the slender body, tampering down to what he knew was a very fine rear.
That may be it, but I have to know for sure.
Flicking his cigarette, and grounding it with the toe of his boot, he made his way over to the handsome boy.
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Peter Parker was just sitting on a bench, for once just enjoying his afternoon. It was the weekend, the sun was shining, birds were singing, and most importantly he could hear no sounds of sirens in the distance to ruin his peace.
It was times like this, more so then usual, that he thought about her. He thought about her eyes, he thought about her hair, he thought about he smile, but he also thought about the impossibility of it all.
I was lucky enough to have found my one true love, but I ruined it. It can never be.
"Mind if I sit here?"
The voice came from his left, and Peter looked up to see a tall man with a trench coat gesturing to the empty space on the bench next to Peter.
"Oh no, not at all. In fact, I'd better be going now anyway." Peter told the man politely, standing, more then a little startled that he had not heard the man coming.
The man sat down a looked up at Peter, raising an eyebrow, "Am I really that smelly?"
"Oh no, nothing like that, I merely-"
"Then sit down, will you? You're blocking the sun!" The man said, grabbing Peter's arm and pulling him down, practically on top of him.
Blushing slightly, Peter moved aside quickly, missed his new companions nasty grin. "Ah, sorry, ok." Righting himself, Peter looked at the man.
He looked to be of average height and a bit stocky. He had short black hair, and was wearing thick black sunglasses. Peter briefly wondered why he would do such a thing on a relatively cloudy day. Which lead him to wonder why he was wearing all black and long sleeved at that. Could this guy be planning some sort of robbery? There is a bank near here...
The man shifted slightly under Peter's scrutiny, and he grinned, extending his hand "Hey, relax. It was an accident. My name is Alex by the way, Alex Porter."
Peter dropped his paranoid thoughts and took the man's name. "Peter. Peter Parker."
The man nodded and a companionable silence fell between them. They both stared into the distance. Peter think of his girl woes, and Alex, well, he was thinking quite a lot about Peter.
Just when Alex had decided to make some sort of try at conversation, Peter jumped up quickly. "What is it? What's wrong?"
"Uh nothing..."Peter answered distractedly, watching three cop cars chase after a speeding man. "Nothing at all. Just something I forgot. Something I have to do." And with that he was off and running in the direction the cars had gone. He shouted behind him, "It was nice meeting you though, Alex!"
After watching the boy disappear around a corner, Alex stood as well. "Not half as nice as it was meeting you, Peter Parker..." The man licked his lips and strolled out of the park. Determined that this was not the last Peter saw of him.
A/N: I hope someone somewhere lets me know what they think. As I said before, this is my first fic about the lovely Peter Parker.