WEB / HEADED *

Johnny doesn’t have all the answers, still so many things that will be in question if they do this. There will be a bunch of paperwork, and all the boring adult responsibilities to take care of. All that mattered would be if he was married to Peter. They would be his spouse, and he knows that deep down that makes him the luckiest man in the world. 

That grin makes him mirror the same expression. “Since FOREVER I think. I just didn’t know how to say it until now.” Johnny wishes that he had figured it out sooner, but they were here actually doing this. “You love me? You’re IN LOVE with me too?” He feels his hair light on fire, the blush obvious on his face. The flames are burning, and he turns them off soon as he relaxes, not wanting to start a fire. He has always been like that, quick to ignite when he was flustered.  Johnny kisses Peter back quickly after that though. “This isn’t a dream, and I can’t wait to MARRY you today.”

“yeah, maybe i should’ve told you sooner,” peter tries to sound light about it but maybe his hidden feelings for his best friend shouldn’t be something he jokes about. “and it took me long enough to say it so don’t burn the building down now.” he’s smiling as he blows on johnny’s head before the flames turn off and just like that, they’re kissing. peter smiles even wider at that.

“Fine, no color, but you do need help with styling. Highlights would be a good look though,” Kori said giving her friend a smile. “You’re an adult, my sweet little spider, it’s time to start looking like one.”

Johnny uncrosses his arms from over his chest as he moves through the crowd. His hands place a red headband that he was carrying around on overtop of his blonde hair. Mistletoe hanging off of it with a sign that says ‘KISS ME’. He specifically bought this to wear for his SPOUSE, and now that he spotted him it was the perfect time to see what kind of reaction it will get from them.

The man stops in front of Peter with his signature smile spread across his face. “I’ve been looking all over for YOU.” [ @webheadcd ]

at the words, peter swings his camera over to his husband, only registering him as a great big blur. he quickly zooms out and takes his eye away from the camera, any greeting dying on his tongue as he sees the headband johnny is wearing. he lets out a startled laugh instead. 

              melody’s lips pursed ;  to her noted puppy eyed pout.   infamous in the baxter building for whenever she wanted help.    ‘ i read that baking is basically a science so this is totally up your creek;     but ! ‘ a recipe, and an example ( bribe ) muffin over the table, ‘ can you pleeaaase give me your opinion ? ‘ 

Just looking at them, Zelda then shrugged and pressed the files of paper against their chest. “And why should I show you or ask you now? You have already made me question your actual knowledge” they mused, tilting their head to the side as they studied the teacher. “Like are you even a teacher or are you lying to my face?”

“whoa, hey,” it’s not the first they’ve dealt with skeptical people. it’s just a bummer because sometimes he physically cannot stop himself from cracking a joke which always ruins his credibility. still, he tries. “promise i’m not some skrull impostor. i’m just a real-life science teacher! i can... show you my staff i.d.? my key-card to the labs? my monogrammed lab coat?  i can also cross my heart and hope to die about it, if i helps.”

“Just a science teacher. Okay.” He looked at the other after rolling his eyes. “Okay, I was trying to get your advice on toddlers or pre-toddlers?” He looked at the man and sat down. “Because she’s getting a little out of hand now.”

if there’s someone in this world peter identifies with, it’s children. he’s always loved them and considers himself great with them --- even though he’s never had one of his own, he’s still been around a great deal of them. “oh, course, yeah. it’s a tricky age, sometimes made worse by... is she walking yet?”

“sure, just a science teacher.” he rolled his eyes, leaning against the door. “was just gonna ask somethin’ about some new tech, but we don’t have to talk about it?”

“that’s MR. just a science teacher to you,” their small smile widens fractionally, eyes shining with well-meaning mischief. “i got time. take a seat and lemme know what you need. your arm isn’t planning mass-murder is it?”

                    a ginger tilt of the head and eyes widened in response, “ a science teacher— actually, your help could be greatly appreciated, “ despite her genuine need for help, selina’s glance turned coquettish and sly; a tentative hand lay gently on peter’s arm, grip becoming more sharp as her words dripped with an almost seductive tone. “ purrhaps we have… chemistry. “

there’s a nervous laugh that bubbles up onto peter’s lips --- one he can’t help and barely contains. the forwardness is not something he’s foreign to but it does surprise him in how sudden it occurs. he has to resist tugging at his collar like he’s some flustered 1950′s businessman, smile instead turning tight. “yeah, you never know.” the shrug he throws up is a little overkill, he thinks, but he can’t help it. “too bad i’m not a chemistry teacher?”

she said nothing, but the look she gave him was one full of sass. of course, there were people around, so she wasn’t really surprised, instead spotting her opportunity, “oh, hey, look, open classroom, test grading stuff we need to talk about–” and in a quick movement, she grabs Peter’s wrist and brings them both in the empty room, shutting the door behind her, “can we train soon?” her grin is shameless up at her mentor, “finals are wearing on me and I learned a cool new trick i want to show you.”

There’s a grin spreading over Johnny’s face as he looks at Peter when their eyes finally open. His own expression softening as if to say — THERE YOU ARE.  It only takes a moment for their arms to shift and suddenly the two of them were HOLDING HANDS instead. Johnny squeezes at Peter’s hand gently, knowing that there was no more beautiful site than this. 

The sunlight was shining through the curtains as he scrambles to explain his decision. “MARRIED today, yeah. My nephew can be our witness.” They can always have a big wedding LATER. He calms down, lowering his voice before answering the question. He was taking this seriously after all. “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, webs. I’m IN LOVE WITH YOU, and don’t wait to wait another day. You CAN say no, my ego can handle the REJECTION.”

to peter’s ears, it sounds like it’s all planned out already. a quickie wedding to sign some legal documents so that --- so that they can get married. so that peter can be johnny’s spouse. so that johnny can be peter’s husband. together. in real life. the grin that cracks onto peter’s face is wide and soft; disbelieving almost.

“Then what is the point of being a science teacher when you can’t even help someone with a science issue?” Zelda asked, crossing their arms over their chest and letting out a rather frustrated sigh.

making a face to themself, peter ponders on their wording mistakes. “hey i can try my heart out. just really need an explanation? what is it, chemistry, tech, physics? maybe social sciences?” they lean forward on their professor’s desk. “lay it on me, i’m ready.” 

“Well a teacher is a teacher. I don’t think I need a specific teacher of a subject for this quote.” Elara says to them. “I think the paper just wants a quote from a professor on whats their opinion on how things are going on in the school and whats their aspirations for the next semester.”

though peter had once worked for a newspaper, they barely think they could’ve been considered a journalist. but he understands the work of it all, having been around actual journalists in their time at the bugle. “right. scientific journals barely want to hear about neurotech so i’m just trying to save you some clicks. just write science teacher and not all of the boring stuff down.” peter nods to themself, thinking out loud as they say, “classes are great and all, i just wish i could take college kids on field trips. life would be so much better if i could just rent a bus and take everyone to the museum or something.”

When you’re HOT-NATURED not everyone likes to share a bed with you. His body always warm to the touch without being scalding. It was the reason that he slept NAKED because clothes on top of blankets were TOO MUCH sometimes. His relationship with Peter was always complicated, but he knows in his heart that there was no one else he’d rather spend the rest of is life with. They’ve wasted enough time haven’t they? Johnny doesn’t know what suddenly came over him, but waking up next to Peter this morning had him thinking.

His eyebrows raise when they touch his face, and Johnny just smiles. “This isn’t a dream. It’s real life, Petey.” He places a hand on his arm, hoping that the sensation of heat coming off of his palm would make them believe it. Sometimes he ends up leaving hand shaped tan makes on Peter’s skin, but the fire isn’t as hot with this touch. It’s just his body temperature, which is significantly higher than everyone else. “Lets go to town hall and GET MARRIED.” 

they crack an eye open, almost shocked at how johnny looks in the morning light. peter has always thought that johnny is pretty. unbearably so. but like this, soft hand on peter’s arm... telling peter this is real life.... it marks johnny up a bit in pretty points. they welcome the warmth of his touch, arm sliding down until their hand is loosely held in his.  

The two of them have been through A LOT since they were kids. There was no doubting how much Johnny LOVES his best friend, even though they never quite ended up together. They have lived together, and kissed way more times than he could possibly count. He remembers how the very first time Peter ever kissed his cheek he had instantly burst into flames on the spot, always quick to show his emotions with fire  – almost as if he was blushing. He cares about him, more than his skin care routine even, and maybe that’s why none of his RELATIONSHIPS ever work out because he was IN LOVE with Peter. [ @webheadcd ]

His body turns over in the bed, a sheet draped over his lower half as he props himself up on an elbow. Suddenly he had an idea, one that was definitely SPONTANEOUS, but he was going to ask anyway. “Lets get married, Pete. Lets get married TODAY.”

waking up next to johnny has, through the years, become a sort of daily blessing. peter’s grown accustomed to the over-hot cuddles, the searing kisses, the space heater at arms reach --- but more than that, they’ve grown accustomed to the solid presence of johnny, their best friend and eternal constant. their relationship has been in and out, redefined through the years but no less important to peter. in all truthfulness, peter’s just been glad that they get to have johnny, no matter in what way that comes.