The next morning after walking around New York all night, Peter makes his way to Aunt May's house.
"Aunt May." He calls out as he enters his childhood home.
"I'll be there in a moment." She tells him. "And then we need to talk."
'Crap.' He thinks as he heard her tone. 'She sounds really pissed.'
A minute later, she comes out of a room with a baby bottle, singing to herself.
So please don't take my sunshine away She finishes as she walks into the kitchen.
"Morning, aunt May." He carefully greets.
She sighs as he walks up to her.
"Hey, aunt May." Peter greets, again.
"Peter." She says as she moved towards him and hugged him. "I can't believe that you are actually here.
Peter takes in her scent.
"Oh Peter." She says before she steps back.
Slap.
"Aunt May!" He says as he grabs his burning cheek.
"Didn't you learn anything from your last mistake?!" She asks, totally bewildered.
"I-"
"I am so disappointed in you, AGAIN, Peter! How can you do that to Harry?"
Peter opens his mouth to speak but his aunt cuts him off.
"And don't you dare say that you were lonely because I know for a fact that Harry has always wanted- no needed- you by his side because you mean the world to him. And you better not say that it was a mistake because you knew exactly what you were doing."
Peter starts crying again.
"So what did you think about yourself, mister?" His aunt asks. "What is your best angle that you have to sell to me?"
"I'm a fucking idiot!" He says through his tears.
"You're damn right! And watch your language around here! The kids are in your old room and I don't need them repeating anything bad that comes from your mouth!" She reprimands.
"God, I am so stupid! I didn't think-"
"See, that's your problem, Peter! I love you, but for a smart person, you're beyond stupid when it comes to Wade. You have always been pretty dumb since he's been in your life!"
"How did-"
"Oh please, Peter!" She says rolling her eyes in annoyance.
"Did I make it that obvious?"
"Just be happy that I didn't die when Harry and I caught you and Wade-"
Peter groans. He should've known that his sexcapade with Wade wouldn't be kept in the dark at all.
"You know what? I'm going to talk to you the way that you would take to Harry when he needed a pep talk."
"I don't-"
"When did you decide to let them, all the people who cheated on you, plus all the bad life experiences ruin you?"
"Excuse me?"
"So your life's now unfair because Harry doesn't want to be married to you any longer. So what? That's how it is." Aunt May tells him.
Peter can only look at her, tears falling heavily from his eyes.
"So what if life is 'mean-girling' you in your face, knocking you down in so many ways that hurt your little soft spots deep inside? Well, so what? That's how it is. So you've now lost someone you truly loved with all your heart. You lost the one person who felt like family. Well, guess what grow the hell up because that is how it is!
"The Peter Parker I know, doesn't get to hide in his half-empty closet and wet his pants like a little bitch baby. The Peter Parker I know is an unfaithful man. He can no longer say that he bites the bullet, and he doesn't have what it takes to serve in his marriage at all costs. So, I want to know, right now, in this moment, who you are. Because the pathetic shell of a person I'm looking at right now doesn't deserve to stand up, on his two feet, in my face, in this house saying that he can change his ways and commit to anyone in the future, let alone tell the people in his life what he is going to do."
Peter is shaking in fear and in total sadness.
"Who are you, Peter?"
Peter starts walking away from her, but she follows him out to the backyard.
"Aunt May."
"Who are you, Peter?!"
"Aunt May!" He says trying to get her to stop talking.
"Who the fuck are you, Peter?!" She asks as she's all up in his face.
"I am one of the most powerful men in my world."
"Wrong! You're a liar and a compulsive cheater, who'll be divorced very soon. Who are you!?"
"I am not one of the most powerful men in the world."
"Oh, yeah? Good! So now answer me this: So, you're not a bitch baby?"
"I- I'm nobody's bitch baby." He says though his thick tears.
"I don't know. You still sound like a little bitch baby to me." She growls.
"I am not a little bitch baby!"
"Then show me! Prove it to me right now! Show me who you are, Peter Parker!"
"I can't!" Peter yells out. "Aunt May, I royally fucked up! I- what I did was wrong,and I know that. The problem is, I don't feel like I anything to live for anymore. When I cheated on Harry the first time, I was beyond high on coke, piss ass drunk and didn't even think about Harry at all. At that moment in time, he was irrelevant because I was scared that he would end up leaving me-"
"Stop living in the past, and reliving the same bullshit over and over again, Peter! Face it, you cheated because you were afraid that Harry would leave you eventually, just like everyone else that came before him, your uncle's death and your miscarriage! You cheated because you wanted to! Harry would never, ever, cheat on you because you were the only one who made him feel like he was worth something. Adrian and all of those other losers used you, the same way that you used Wade: all for some cheap sex. I don't even think that you were truly in love with Harry in the first place."
May was wrong about two things one thing and right about one thing two things: He truly loved Harry with all of his heart, and would do anything for him because he was in love with Harry T. Osborn, he did in fact use Wade for some cheap sex and he was afraid of being alone.
He remembers telling Harry about his past experiences with love, while they are cuddling on Aunt May's couch.
"You know something, Peter? You're making it so easy for me to fall for you." He says, trying to meld himself to Peter's body.
"I don't know about that."
"What do you mean by that, Pete?"
Peter sits up and turns to face Harry.
"My ex-boyfriend, Adrian, cheated on me with almost all of men in this zip code." He lets out a shaky breath, trying to kill the memory.
"Oh my- what a loser. He didn't know how lucky he was to have someone like you!" Harry exclaims.
"And another ex of mine, Nick, was with me in secret, while having a girlfriend in public. Said girlfriend was extremely pretty, and he was afraid to come out."
Harry can only shake his head in disappointment.
"I used to be with someone who was aggressive and almost beat me to death."
"Pete." Harry says as he starts to tear up.
"One raped me, while another one used me to the point where I almost lost everything. The day I found out that he was using me, was the exact same day that my uncle Ben died."
Harry breaks down as he buries his face in the crook of Peter's neck.
"I used to wear my heart on my sleeve and give it out to people who gave me the least bit of attention, only to have it crushed and stepped on in the process. I used to think that love isn't for me, but I was wrong."
"Why?" Harry asks as he pulls away from Peter's neck, looking at him with red, puffy eyes.
"I found you." Peter smiles.
"I didn't know that I was lost." Harry says, laughing a bit through his tears.
"Most people don't know that they are lost until one finds them." Peter supplies.
Harry sits up and looks at Peter with a determined look.
"I haven't always been lucky in love myself, but here is my promise to you. I might be a lot of things like selfish, spoiled, arrogant, so on and so forth, but I will prove myself to you in any way I can because you are worth it. No matter how long it will take, I will earn your trust." Harry says as he's cupping Peter's face in his hands.
"I love you." Peter says as he wipes Harry's tears away.
"And I love you, Pete." He says as moves in to kiss Peter.
After that confession, Harry manages to prove himself to Peter on ways that Peter never expected. They've spent so much time together already and Peter is not afraid to admit the fact that he's falling. Harry was always the perfect gentleman, and he wasn't ashamed to admit it at all. Whenever they hung out. He would pull out Peter's chair, lend him his coat when it was chilly (even if Peter had his own coat), actually putting his coat on the ground so that Peter didn't step in a puddle. Harry was just so fucking...perfect. Peter was falling fast and he has no intentions to slow down because as far as he's concerned, it feels right because he feels it on his bones that Harry is the one. Deep down inside, it feels...right. And it's just that. Right.
Movies
"What's your favorite Disney movie, Pete?"
"I love Cinderella." Peter says. "I love how she was able to escape that wretched family of hers. And that dress! Oh! It was to die for!"
Harry laughs.
"What about you?" Peter asks.
"I'd have to say that my favorite Disney movie is Aladdin."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I've always compared Jasmine's life to mine. Her father was a sultan, my father is the CEO of his own company. Jasmine is stuck in a life of royalty, and I'm stick trying to figure out how to navigate my life because of my last name. Last but not least, Aladdin is a humble 'street rat', trying to succeed in life, while you are always comparing your home life to everyone else while remaining humble."
Peter kisses Harry.
Fears
"What's your biggest fear?"
"I fear not living the life that I want to live." Harry responds.
"I want to have quiet nights with my husband. I want kids. I want to be comfortable with my future family, even it it's in a crappy house. Having a good time chasing butterflies and little puppies. Sitting on the porch in my old age, watching the world go by.
"I want to be everything my father wasn't. Don't get me wrong, he does take care of me, but he doesn't really pay attention to me. I'm like a constant reminder to him of how I'm not him in terms of smart, handsome, caring, and it's just too much.
"I just want to be everything that he wasn't whenever I haw kids. I want to support them, be proud of them, love them the way that he hasn't loved me."
"Then I hope to be the one by your side through thick and thin."
"Thanks, Pete."
Food
"Pete?"
"Yeah?" Peter says as he walks up behind Harry, wrapping his arms around his waist.
"Let's cook." Harry says leaning back into Peter.
"What do you want to cook?"
"How about Shrimp Scampi with Cherry Tomatoes?" Harry asks.
"Sounds delicious." Peter responds as Harry turns around in Peter's arms.
"Ok, what do we need for this meal?" Peter asks as he fills a pot with water.
"The recipe calls for: 3 1/2 tablespoons salt, 1 pound bucatini, spaghetti or fettuccine, 3 tablespoons olive oil, 2 cloves garlic, minced, 2 shallots, minced, 1 pound cherry tomatoes, sliced, 1 tablespoon paprika, 1 teaspoon chili flakes, 1 cup white wine, 1 cup heavy cream, 1 pound large shrimp, peeled and de-veined, 1/4 cup chopped fresh chives, and 3 tablespoons of fresh parsley leaves, chopped." Harry says.
"Whew, we have our work cut out for us." Peter says.
"Mm-hmm." Harry hums in agreement. "Mm-hmm. Now, let's get to work."
❤After the couple gathered the necessary ingredients, Harry grabs an apron and tossed it at Peter.
"What do we do first?" Peter asks as he puts on the apron.
"Well," Harry starts as he puts on his own apron. "The first thing that we should do would be to fill a high-sided skillet set over high heat with water. Add 3 tablespoons of the salt and bring to a boil. Add the pasta, and gently stir using tongs to make sure the pasta doesn't stick to itself. Cook the pasta for 12 to 14 minutes, and then drain."
"Ok." Peter says as he turns the stove on for the pot-filled water. He then adds some salt to the pot, grabs the uncooked pasta from the pantry and places it on the counter.
"Here's a timer, babe." Harry says as he hands Peter the timer.
"Thanks." Peter says as he sets the timer. After he set the timer, he puts the cover on the pot.
"Good idea." Harry says. "That way the water can boil faster."
"Yes, sir." Peter says. "Now, let's get to work on the veggies.
❤Harry is currently standing directly behind Peter, holding his hand as they are slicing the tomatoes.
Peter has goose bumps.
Good goose bumps.
'He really is different.' Peter thinks to himself as they are prepping almost finished prepping the veggies.
"This is amazing." Harry says as he presses a kiss to Peter's cheek.
❤"Harry, what's next?" Peter asks as he puts the pasta in the boiling water.
"In a large skillet set over medium heat, add the oil." Harry read from the recipe. "I need a skillet."
Peter grabs one and places it on the stove.
"Thanks babe." Harry says, rewarding Peter with a kiss.
"No prob."
Harry adds some oil to the skillet, and turns on the burner.
"Ok. When hot, add the garlic, shallots, tomatoes and the remaining 1/2 tablespoon salt. Sauté until the onions are translucent, 2 to 3 minutes. Stir in the paprika and chili flakes, and sauté for 1 to 2 minutes. Pour in the wine, scraping up any bits on the bottom of the pan. Bring to a simmer. Add the cream and return to a simmer for 1 minute. Add the shrimp and cover with the sauce. Cook, stirring to make sure the shrimp cooks through, 3 to 5 minutes. Add the chives and parsley, and toss to mix. Serve the shrimp and sauce over the pasta."
"We've got this." Peter says.
❤"This looks very delicious, babe!" Peter says. "We did a good job!"
"We sure did." Harry says. "Thank goodness for cooking shows."
"Cooking show?"
"You didn't think that I could make scampi without a recipe from TV, did you?" Harry asks.
"Shutting up." Peter says.
"Thank you Tia Mowry." Harry says. "Grab two plates. I am hungry as fuck."
❤After both men feed each other from their forks, Peter and Harry are cuddling on the couch.
"Man, that was good."
"It sure was. That was a good idea, Har."
"I'm full of them."
"We should do it again sometime, even if we almost neglected to drain the pasta, due to that fabulous blowjob, Pete."
Peter shuts Harry up with a kiss.
Late Night Phone Calls
"I've been waiting to hear your ring tone." Peter says as he picks up the phone.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I just missed you today." Peter says.
"I missed you more."
"Tell me about your day."
"It's not that interesting." Harry supplies.
"Come on." Peter whines.
"I'll just give you a quick rundown. I overslept, got a cup of coffee at Starbucks, had two boring meetings, sat through a shit ton of paperwork, got home at around 11:45, hoped in the shower, and now I'm in bed at 12:15 in the morning, eating pizza with a towel wrapped around my waist, talking to a hot guy."
"And this hot guy….?" Peter teases.
"You might not know him at all, but I'll tell you about him. This hot guy's name is Peter. You know, I met him this morning when I was at Starbucks."
"Was he the one that you got coffee for?" Peter smiles. "The one with the brown hair, brown doe-like eyes, who is tall handsome and nerdy?"
"That's the one." Harry confirms. "He seems nice. I also heard that he has a boyfriend?"
"He does?"
"Yup. His name his Peter Parker."
"I-Har?" Peter asks with his heart beating so fast.
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
Peter starts laughing.
"Yes, but only if you'll be mine, since I was going to ask you the same thing."
"Of course." Harry responds.
"I love you."
"I love you more." Harry says in a sing-song type of voice.
Random Weekday Midnight Dinners
"Hey, Pete." Harry says as he walks into their room after an extremely long day at work.
At least he doesn't have to go in for a couple days.
"Hey, babe."
"You wanna get some Taco Bell?" He says
"It's Thursday and it's past midnight." Peter laughs.
"So what's your point? Besides, I have a hunch that you're hungry."
"Well, you're not wrong about that." Peter concedes.
"Let's go! I'm in the mood for a ton of tacos and a quesadilla!" Harry exclaims excitedly.
Peter laughs as he swings his legs over the edge of the bed and puts on his shoes.
"Boy do I love you." Peter says seriously.
Harry blushes.
Peter's heart flutters. He's extremely happy that he is the one to do that to Harry.
Life
"What do you think about life?" Harry asks.
"It's chaotic." Peter supplies.
"Proudest accomplishment?
"Earning my bachelors degree."
"A future goal."
"Be married, and have a boring life, with kids."
"Peanut Butter or Peanut Brittle."
"Both. Why?"
"Because I need to know how you like it in bed." Harry says, wagging his brows. "Life long wish?"
"To have immense health and strength."
"Song to sing in the shower."
"All I Want For Christmas Is You."
"Quote."
"It's Time To Duel!"
Harry start laughing at Peter's favorite quote.
"You actually said it like Yugi Moto? I didn't know that you were that nerdy!"
"Hey!"
"Don't worry. I love it!"
"Your turn." Pete says.
"Lay it on me sexy."
"Color."
"Red for power, Blue for all my loneliness, Black, and White for a balance of power." Harry says earnestly.
"Food."
"Pepperoni pizza."
"Drink."
"Blush wine."
"Cartoon character."
"Bugs Bunny."
"Shoe."
"Converse."
"Quote."
"Live for today because tomorrow isn't promised."
"First kiss."
"I had two kisses in the same day in the sixth grade, back in Drama class. I don't remember who was first."
"Pajamas?"
"I sleep in as little clothes as possible."
"Really, Har?"
"Yup."
"Life long wish?"
"My dream is to keep doing what I do best, have health and strength, and to do the best that I can until I pass away."
"DON'T SAY THAT!" Peter panics.
"Why not?"
"Because you saved me! I cannot imagine my life without you."
Harry kisses Peter.
Making Love
Peter is in between Harry's legs, lying on top of him while kissing him with all of his might. Peter thought that he would never be able to do that again. As Harry is lying down on his back, he shifted back to kiss Peter deeply for the first time in such a long time. It wasn't very different from all the other deep kisses they shared, but this is the first time they've kissed so passionately after Peter was able to win back Harry's heart after he cheated. There was no fight for dominance, as Peter allowed him to take control when he tried for it, and easily gave it back when Harry allowed him too. It was comfortable and easy and like nothing Peter had ever had before.
"I love you." Peter says in between kisses.
"I love you too." Harry says as he pulls away from Peter's lips and takes Peter's shirt off.
"I will never do someting so stupid like that again." Peter says.
"You better not, because if you do, I won't be so nice." Harry warns as he gently pulls Peter's neck down to kiss him deeply.
They resume kissing for a while until Harry moans, causing him to lean forward and push Peter on his back.
He lays on top of Peter, unbuckling Peter's belt as his tongue is in Peter's mouth.
Peter moans as his neck is attacked with Harry's kisses, pulling on Harry's shirt.
Harry pulls away from Peter's neck and starts kissing down Peter's chest all the way down to Peter's navel.
"Gotta take this off." Harry says as he pulls the shirt off of his body and discards it somewhere.
"Kiss me." Peter moans.
Harry then leans down and kisses Peter.
They continue to kiss for a while as Peter undoes Harry's belt.
"Let's get these off." Harry says as he leans back and tugs on Peter's pants.
"Yes." Peter moans in agreement as he lifts his hips up allowing Harry to pull Peter's pants off.
Harry throws Peter's pants somewhere and leans down to capture Peter's lips in a chaste kiss. He then places kisses down Peter's neck, Adam's apple, nipples and down his navel before returning to Peter's lips.
As they are kissing, Peter starts roaming his hands over Harry's underwear-covered length. He starts to push Harry's pants down, but only to his knees.
They continue like that for a good minute or two, until Harry starts kissing down Peter's torso, pulling Peter's underwear off.
"Eager are we?" Harry asks.
"For you." Peter says. "Only you."
"Good." Harry says as he kisses Peter's navel. After he places a kiss to Peter's navel, he places several kisses down to Peter's length.
He kisses the tip after he runs his nose up and down Peter's length.
Harry sighs in happyness as he blows across the head, drawing a whimper from Peter, before he engulfs his boyfriend's length with his mouth.
Peter writhes on the bed, enjoying the way Harry looks as he runs his tongue down the shaft and his balls.
Peter pulls Harry up to his chest and kisses Harry on the lips.
"I love you." Peter says, gently holding Harry's face.
Harry kisses Peter as Peter wraps his legs around Harry's back.
Peter moans as he puts his hands in Harry's underwear, kneading his ass.
Harry pulls away and properly takes off his pants before kissing Peter's neck again.
Peter is so happy that he moans in happyness as Harry's weight is on top of his, that he wraps is arms and legs around Harry.
Harry pulls away again to take off his underwear.
They are both completely naked.
Harry leans down to passionately kiss Peter again as he feels a hand around his length, going up and down.
They passionately kiss for a few minutes before Peter pulls Harry by the waist, causing Harry to straddle his chest.
"God." Harry moans as his length is engulfed by Peter's mouth.
Harry starts fucking into Peter's mouth gently until he pulls away, straddles Peter by the waist and kisses Harry.
They are so busy passionately kissing, that Peter failed to realize that Harry flipped them over, causing Peter to straddle him.
"God, you are so strong." Peter says in between their kisses.
"I know." Harry responds.
They continue to kiss as Peter grinds Harry's cock, causing Harry's foreskin to go up and down against Peter's crack.
"Fuck. I wanna ride you." Peter says a couple minutes later.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Peter says as he reaches into the nightstand for the lube.
"Let's get to it." Harry says as he covers his length in lube.
After his length is covered, Peter places his hands on Harry's chest as Harry guides his length into Peter's hole.
"Ooh." Peter says as he is looking into his lover's eyes, waiting a moment.
"You okay?"
"Yeah." Peter says. "I love bottoming."
"You're crazy." Harry says with a smile on his face.
Peter begins to move up and down Harry's cock, swiveling his hips expereimentaly to find his prostate.
Harry watches the sight above him as he places his hands on Peter's hips.
"I love when you ride me." Harry says.
"Ditto." Peter moans.
Peter moans as he feels Harry's length go deeper and deeper inside of him.
"YES!" Peter moans as Harry's length hits his prostate. He shifts up and down rapidly as his life depended on it.
Harry on the otehr hand, is trying very hard not to finish at the moment. He can't stop gazing at Peter as he is panting, screaming his name out and moaning.
"I love you so fucking much, babe." Peter says.
"I love you too, babe." Harry says.
Suddenly, Peter starts to ride him so hard that the head board starts hitting the wall.
'Thank God for thick walls.' Harry thinks.
"Yes! YES!" Peter screams.
"Babe, slow down." Harry says. Peter is going extremely too fast now.
"No." Peter says.
"You need to slow down, babe. You're hips are stuttering and your thighs are shaking vigorously." Harry says.
And he's right. Peter is riding him so fast that he can see that Peter's wearing himself out.
"N-no." Peter says in a small voice, picking up his pace. "I need to show you that I only want you. I need to show you that I love you and only you."
Suddenly, Harry leans up.
"Babe." He says, cupping Peter's face.
Peter's eyes open and he stares into Harry's eyes.
"Har?"
"Calm down." Harry says gently. "What's the matter?"
"I-I only w-w-wan-wanted to show you how much I love you. How much of an asshole I've been to you. I-I only wanted to show you how much I wanted to you." Peter says as his eyes are filled with unshed tears.
Harry sighs.
"Babe, there's no harm in showing that you care for me, but please don't strain yourself in proving something to me." Harry says as he thumbs Peter's eyes. "Let's just take it slow, and really rediscover our sex life, alright?"
"Sorry." Peter says in a small voice.
Harry places a kiss to Peter's lips, and lies back down on the bed.
Peter starts to move in a slow, sensual manner.
"Better?" Harry asks a few minutes later.
Peter can only nod his head as he is moving up and down Harry's cock.
"I love you." Peter says as he leans down to capture Harry's lips.
"I love you too." Harry says as he flips them over.
"Yes!" Peter yells out as he is lying on his back, as Harry is penetrating him.
Harry kisses Peter's neck.
"Fuck me." Peter moans as his eyes are closed.
"Look at me." Harry says softly into his ear.
Peter looks at him,
"I love you."
"I love you too, babe." Peter says earnestly as he wraps his arms and legs around Harry's back.
Harry continues to fuck into him as Peter continues to say "fuck me" as if it were a mantra.
"Oh, baby!" Peter yells outs as Harry hit his g-spot.
"Get on your hand and knees." Harry says as he pulls his body away from Peter's.
"Awesome." Peter says as he does what he's told.
Harry places his length back into Peter's hole and he starts to fuck Peter like there's no tomorrow.
"Yes! Fuck me- yes!" Peter yells out as his g-spot is hit.
Soon after, he can tell that Harry's thrusts are getting sloppy.
"Babe, I'm about to-"
"Me too, Har. Let's cum together."
A few seconds later, Peter cums all over the bed sheet, while Harry spills his load into Peter.
After they both come down from their high, Harry pulls out of Peter and cuddles Peter.
"I love you." Peter says. "I love you so much, and I will always prove it to you."
"And I love you too."
"You know, I thought I'd lost you after my confession." Peter starts. "I was just so lost after my stupid mistake, but I just want you to know, I would go to the end of the earth to prove myself to you, just like you proved yourself to me."
Harry can only kiss the top of Peter's head.
Marriage
Peter is now walking down the aisle with his Aunt May while the Bridal March Plays.
'I can't believe it.' Peter thinks. 'This is for me. They're all standing for me.'
'Oh, look at him. I've never seen Peter look so happy before!' MJ thinks. 'I am so happy that I am his best person."
"My best friend's getting married." Flash says, voice thick with emotions.
"Flash, are you crying?" Felicia asks.
"I sure am. Who knew that weddings would make me an emotional bitch?" Flash tells his friend.
"Please, Flash. You were always an emotional bitch." MJ says.
"You really are." Felicia says.
Peter and aunt May reach the minister.
"Who gives this man to be married to this young man?" The minister asks.
"My belated husband and I do." Aunt May says. "Take care of each other." She says, giving Peter away. 'I'm so proud of them. I wish Ben was here to see how our little boy has grown up so much.' She thinks to herself, turning to stand next to her nephew, Harry.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Peter Benjamin Parker and Harold Theopolis Osborn, in holy matrimony, which is an honorable estate that is not to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently and soberly. If any one can show just cause why they may not be lawfully joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." Minister says.
Everyone remains silent.
"Since there are no objections, we can now move on. The couple has decided to recite their own vows. Peter, if you will start." The Minister says.
"I, Peter B. Parker, take thee Harry T. Osborn, to be my wedded husband, before these witnesses I vow to love you and care for you as long as we both shall live. I take you, with all your faults and your strengths, as I offer myself to you with my faults and my strengths. I will help you when you need help, and will turn to you when I need help. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my life. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, honor, and cherish, 'til death do us part." Peter recites, putting Harry's ring on his ring finger.
"Wonderful, Peter. Harry, it's your turn."
"I, Harry T. Osborn, I take you to be my lawfully wedded husband. Before these witnesses I vow to love you and care for you as long as we both shall live. I take you, with all your faults and your strengths, as I offer myself to you with my faults and my strengths. I will help you when you need help, and will turn to you when I need help. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my life." Harry says sporting a smile on his face, putting Peter's ring on his ring finger.
"Peter and Harry, would you please join hands?" He asks the couple and they acquiesced.
"Harry, do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Do you promise to love, support and cherish him as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." Harry says, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"And Peter, do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Do you promise to love, support and cherish him as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." Peter says, voice cracking.
"What therefore God hath joined together, let no man put asunder. For as much as Harry and Peter have consented together in holy matrimony, and have witnessed the same before God and this company and have pledged their love and loyalty to each other, and have declared the same by the joining and the giving of rings, I, therefore, by the authority of the state, pronounce that they are husband and husband, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ." The minister says.
Harry and Peter are shaking with excitement.
"You may now kiss." The minister concludes.
Both men kiss each other and the party of 4, plus the minister, all clap for the newly weds.
"I now present to you, misters Peter Benjamin Parker and Harry Theopolis Parker.
"I love you." Harry says in between kisses.
"Me too."
"What if I court him?"
"I don't think that's going to work, Peter."
"Too bad, because that is what I am going to do."
"You're fighting a losing battle, Peter."
"Aren't you supposed to be on my side?"
"The first time, I was. The second time, I've barely been on your side now that I'm admitting it to your face, and now, I will not be you on your side."
"But aunt May, that isn't fair!" Peter whines through his tears.
"Not only is it fair, my decision is final. From this point on, you're on your own. Marry Wade for all I care, but you won't exist to me if that ever happens."