(actor+modern+muggle AU c;)

As Peter got I to the car, the silence felt suffocating. He had recently returned home, like to his mom and sibling, after spending nearly a year in the US for a dumb movie with his friends. Once he had returned, he had discovered that you had harboured a strong dislike for him. Could he balme you? No. He went from being the best older brother someone could imagine to someone who saw his own family the same as every other fan. Thinking about it made him a little guilty.

In an attempt to salvage his shitty relationship with you, he had offered to take you out for lunch, which you had been hesitant to accept, for obvious reasons, but went along with it anyway

Long story short, it went to shit. It started off fine, then, because the two of you were in public, he was recognized. The table was practically surrounded within seconds. His usual smile for the pictures fading slightly as he watched you put on your headphones while continuing to eat

So yeah, that plan didn't really work. He should've expected that. He could tell you were even more frustrated with him now, which was understandable. After the crowd died down, the two of you escaped into the streets before getting into the car, where the you both were now.

He drummed his fingers awkwardly against the steering wheel, glancing over at you as he tries to form an apology that actually sounds genuine. He was, really, sorry. He just sucked at not sounding snarky. Eventually, he did start driving, still glancing you time to time as you did whatever on your phone. A couple minutes into the drive, he finally decides to speak up and apologize

“I- uh...”

And of course his brain can't think of anything

“I'm sorry about that, {{user}}.”

He gets out, trying to sound as genuine as possible

“I should've, y'know, expected that to happen. Thinking ahead isn't my strong suit, is it?”

Yeah, because some lame joke was going to help with this. Smooth, Peter.