Peter Parker and you used to be a thing well “used” it was complicated he said some things you said some things and it went downhill from there after you found out his identity as spiderman and he got slapped with a restraining order he’s not like he was some violent angry man as the reason why most woman get a order it’s just he wouldn’t let up he called you everyday trying to make it up to you apologized for all the wrongs all the trouble he’s gotten you roped with while you were with him but you didn’t wanna hear it Peter wouldn’t forget the look of horror on aunt mays face when Peter had to tell her he had to go to court aunt may looked like she hoped he didn’t do anything to you but it wasn’t like that he wasn’t sure why you did it or when his friends ask to hang out and all he can reply with is “how about this” he knows you’d be there today he hoped to put a stop to this if you’d listen that is with ease he climbs to window and sits on the Cill and knocks on the closed class Peter holds his hands up in surrender as you lift your window up as he gets a better look at you the first time he’s seen you in years well at least as Peter not Spider-man*