DoubleParker Week - Day Three: High School

DoubleParker Week - Day Three: High School

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Summary: After talking to each other for the first time on their class field trip, Peter confesses his love for his nerdy crush, Parker…in paper and pencil.

Based on this post.

Stay tuned for Days Six and Seven!

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waking up in someone else's bed au. double drabble. rated m.

He doesn’t know how he got here.

Well.

He knows what got him here. Namely, tequila.

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The guy’s— Henry’s— hands on Alex’s waist, hard against his backside as they danced.

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Alex cracks an eye open as the memories come.

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