Thank you for reading my story, I figured I would keep this one going while I figure out what my brain was doing in my DGM fic. I apologize in advance for any spelling errors or grammar errors, I often write this fic at work when I'm on my break, so it's all on my phone and really hard to transfer to websites.

Also this is based off of Tom Hollands version of Spiderman because its the most current rendition and very popular, but I like the idea like the original spiderman of him being into photography, but it will strictly be a minor hobby in this fic as to not make this rendition of spiderman feel too OOC, so it won't play a huge role. It works well with my story and I think is a good idea, who knows it may be complete garbage.

My chapters will be kinda short for my fic, because I feel like it is easier for me to transition scenes between chapters instead of a weird cutoff halfway through a chapter, I am still getting used to this stuff, so please be gentle. I'll try to expand the chapters more in the future.

Thank you

OPG3

"You should totally talk to them" Ned nudged Peters elbow with a cheeky grin on his face.

"I can't man, their working, I don't want to get them in trouble... "

Ned laughs a little at Peters nervous tendencies when it came to having a crush, the slight glance back and forth to see if anyone overheard the conversation, the slight redness of his cheeks and ears, the twiddling of his thumbs... Peter was way too much fun to observe in this situation, but Ned was still his best friend and he would be his "wingman" (Or perhaps 'guy in the chair') any day.

"Yeah, but you can't just creep around their work like this, their going to think your stalking them." Ned laughs imagining the scenario in his head. "Yeah... ultra creepy." He confirms the creepiness of the scenario as he nods to himself.

"Yeah, but..." Peter had no response, he actually was... In a way... Stalking them? Maybe? God... He couldn't possibly be... A stalker... Could he?

The thought crossed his mind as his brow furrowed in confusion. Little did he realize because he was thinking about his role as potential stalker in this situation... His eyes we're directly focused on you... Not intentionally, he was completely zoned out, lost in his own thoughts, but to you... He was a confused young man staring at you for just a few seconds too long... It was now VERY uncomfortable.

You decide that you should walk over... After all it was a pretty slow day at the restaurant (I picture it more of a diner than a restaurant, for like a quick brunch, but let your imagination run free my friends).

You grab a pitcher of water and start to head over to refill the customers glasses. The young man was still spacing out in your direction until his friend noticed you heading over and promptly nudged the young man back to reality. He very quickly averted his gaze.

"You two need anything?" You ask nonchalantly while filling their water glasses

The two boys look at each other giving small 'subtle' nudges and nods, the unofficial silent communication of all young awkward teens. A few seconds later the darker skinned young man finally spoke up "Nah, we're good. Thanks though!" He seemed like a nice guy.

"Alright." You respond, glancing down at the two boys sitting in the booth, one with a big grin on his face... And the other looking literally anywhere except for at you, his ears burning red. You probably shouldn't have come up to the table, you probably just embarrassed the poor guy, but in your defense... He was staring.

"Just let me know if you need anything." And with that you turn on your heel and continue your work day like normal... For the most part.

Like I said short chapters for now, but I think that will be easier for me for the time being

Thank you

OPG3