He was late. He was totally late for his date with the girl from the other day, Mary Jane. Truthfully he doesn't want to be on this date, he doesn't know why he's even on his way to meet her. He should just not show up at all, but that wouldn't really sit well with him that's not how he was it's just there was something about that girl that drew him in, and it wasn't any singular thing about her it was all of her, her whole aura just made him feel something. And truth be told Peter wanted to feel something again, ever since Gwen died Peter has slowly stopped feeling anything. He blamed himself and he blamed the suit. So he quit, but he found out that he couldn't just quit, not really. So he slowly began to step away from his daily life as Peter Parker and started to become Spider-man more and more through out the day. the only times that he's Peter is when he's at school and when he's visiting his Aunt May, the small group of friends that he had questioned him at first for why he was distancing himself but they too began to step away.

But now, now he had a date tonight. Tonight!

"Why did I agree to this!?" Asked Peter out loud

She had texted him earlier that evening with the place and time for their date, he got ready, and stood there in the darkness of his ridiculously expensive small New York apartment, it wasn't even a good apartment. He didn't feel like going, looking back to earlier that day he doesn't know why he so quickly agreed, why he wanted to see her again. But he did and so he left to go meet her. And of course due to his luck, Shocker and Electro decided to have a team-up and he had to go deal with that, but hey at least it took his mind off of the date that he didn't wanted to go to.

Swinging through the sky Peter saw the french restaurant his date was supposed to be at, he could already feel his wallet grow smaller and smaller as he got closer to it.

After a quick change on a rooftop near by, Peter enters the restaurant he replaced his Spider-Man suit with a purple dress shirt and grey slacks, all wrinkled. He runs his hands to his messy hair, it's messy due to the mask, trying to fix it. He has a few strands of his hair over his forehead. taking in a quick breath to calm his nerves, Peter enters the restaurant and automatically sense were his date is, locking eyes with her, his nerves die down, his hesitation for even coming is quickly forgotten and he smiles and then she smiles.

After a quick conversation with the maître d about why he was here, who he was meeting and his choice of clothing, rude, Peter was able to make his way to his table.

"Well look who's fashionably late." Said Mary Jane, who unknown to Peter is secretly Aphrodite the Goddess of Love

"Yeah I um sorry I'm late, I hope you weren't waiting too long." said Peter, who unknown to his date is secretly the superhero Spider-Man

"No worries, I wasn't waiting too long, I recently got here myself I was trying to be the fashionably late one and blow you away." Replied 'Mary Jane'

"You don't have to worry about that, you still did." said Peter as he looked at his date, who was wearing a baby blue strapless dress that hugged her frame quite nicely her red hair framing her face and bringing out her green eyes and went well with the blue of her dress, "You look, you look wow. I had to convince the guy at the front that I was here to meet you."

'Mary Jane' giggled and stood up causing Peter's breath to hitch as he caught her scent, it was intoxicating. She stood close to him and smiled in to his eyes as she placed her hands on his shoulder and run them down his arms and chest. And as she did, her smile got brighter as she felt his hard body and strong arms yes she knew that he was special but this was confirming her thoughts. As her hands traveled down to his slacks, Peter's blood began to pump and his face to heat up.

"W-what are you doing?"He asked as she grabbed the sides of his slacks and shook them

"There, all better." Was her only reply as she stepped back and look at her work

Looking down at his clothes, Peter saw that his once wrinkled shirt and slacks looked perfectly ironed and brand new. Feeling a perfect set of manicured hands run over his hair, Peter looked to see that Mary Jane stepped closer to him, her green eyes fixed on his hair. He could feel her body pressing to his, and his body naturally responding to it, their eyes locked as Mary Jane interlocked her hands behind his neck.

"Much better." said whispered Mary Jane

"Did you just fixed my hair too?" asked Peter causing his date to laugh

"I did, and aren't you a handsome one." She responded, stepping back and standing by her chair, "Now shall we start our date?"

"Yeah, let's start." responded Peter as he stepped forward and pulled out her chair.

'Let's see where the night takes us.' thought Peter