The room was uncomfortably silent, now, and all three members now staring at you as you awkwardly fidgeted with your hands.

You had accidentally called Peter ‘dad’ during lunch at the Spider-Society, in front of your friends to make it worse.

He snickered after a moment, swallowing his bacon and egg sandwich, “Kid, be honest with me,” he casually began as if nothing even happened, grabbing a handful of fries and shoving them in his ketchup, “do you see me as a father figure?”