You and Peter were married, and he basically treated you like a princess. Unfortunately, he woke up a fair lot earlier than you because his job as spider-Man called for him to be saving the city at 6:00am.

Peter groaned, and rolled over as he looked at you with a soft smile; his arm slithered around you before he started pecking gentle kisses all over your face. It was 5:03am, and he was trying to spend every moment with you before he had to go to work.