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Peter Parker x Billy Russo AU

A short snippet:

Billy seemed to have sensed Peter’s gaze, which was probably why an amused smile appeared on his lips. “Yes, Peter. I have more than one overcoat.”

Peter found himself hurriedly explaining, “I meant to bring it but I had to come here straight from my aunt’s place and it was totally unplanned so I didn’t have it on me at work and I couldn’t drop by my apartment because then I would’ve been late and–”

Thankfully Curtis interrupted him before he could hyperventilate.

“Wow. I did not know you had the same effect on guys, Billy.”

Okay, maybe not so thankful then.

The interrupted ramble morphed into a series of coughs as Billy let out a surprised laugh at Curtis’s remark.

“Oh this is not my effect, believe me.” Billy explained mid laughter, one of his hands finding its way onto Peter’s back to help with the cough. “It’s part of his charm.”

By then, Peter had calmed down and was glad that his already red face was masking the blushing.

“Yeah, just classic Peter.” He finally said, voice strained from the cough and glancing up at Curtis’s bemused expression.

Billy’s hand was gone before Peter could even digest what had happened. And it was fine because this was meant to be an interview and so far all Peter had done was embarrass himself.

Curtis shrugged and handed them their paper cups of coffee as he sat down.

Peter Parker x Billy Russo AU

Read chapter 8 of Of All The Things I've Seen here.

A snippet:

Down the stairs, on the entryway to another room, was Billy. He was standing in the shadows, one shoulder leaning against the wall as he observed whatever was going on inside. When Peter approached, he turned his head toward him and smiled.

In honor of me getting off my butt and finally writing a new chapter for of all the things I've seen, let's have a set of gifs of these two beautiful men.

Chapter 7

Fanfic overview

“I… should get back to work before my boss’s head explodes.” He ended up finally saying. Billy blinked and the look was gone, the smile back in its full dangerous glory. “Yeah, I can feel the heat of his glare on my back.” He smirked as he straightened, looking at his overcoat for a moment before handing it out to Peter. “Here. You need this more than I do today.” Peter glanced at Billy’s outstretched hand and back at him, eyes wide with surprise. “What? No, I can’t. It’s cold out. What’re you gonna do without it, freeze?” Billy furrowed his eyebrows, amused. “It’s not a magic overcoat, Peter. I’m gonna be fine.” Peter rolled his eyes at his mocking tone and took the piece of clothing. “Remember to button up, conceal all the yellow.” Billy said as he took a step back to leave. He turned around then and began walking toward the door, only to pause mid way and turn on his heel, “Shall we continue with your interview tomorrow evening? I’ll text you the address.” His voice was loud now that he was mostly closer to the exit, which caused all the other people in the office to look up. Peter blushed and slid down his chair while giving Billy the thumbs up. He absolutely did not stare as the man smiled and left.

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Little snippet from chapter 6 of my peter parker/billy russo au fic of all the things I've seen

It was with a rapidly healing bruised rib sitting on the roof of a tall building that Peter finally found the time to check his phone. It had a new crack on it but at least it wasn’t broken given the beating he had taken an hour ago. He unlocked the phone and there it was, Billy’s response that had come almost immediately after his initial text. Peter groaned underneath the mask. It was definitely too late to join Billy now. Not that he wanted to. And not that he could anyway, having a bruised rib and all. He could just imagine Billy saying the exact following words to him if he saw Peter limping into some bar favoring his right side: “Wow Peter. Catching bullets by day and getting into fights by night. Have issues, do you?” Wincing as the sudden movement strained a muscle in his shoulder, he began typing. Peter: guessing it’s too late to reply and take a rain check? Again, it didn’t take long for Billy to answer. Why was he awake? Billy: Never too late… well maybe a little Peter: I’m really sorry. only now had the time to check my phone. Billy: Burning the midnight oil? Peter: Someone has to Billy: I didn’t know being a journalist needed so much vigilance. It would if Peter cared more about being one. Peter: Oh it definitely does not. I was up studying. A little white lie never hurt anyone. Billy: That makes sense. Peter: How so? Billy: You seem too smart to not be in school. Oh. Peter: Smart is not how I would define myself after the two times we met. Billy: How would you describe yourself then? Peter: … embarrassing? Billy: I thought it was charming actually. Peter: You are too kind. Billy: I’m not. Peter: You must be lying then. Billy: You're a very suspicious young man, aren't you?

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