(I know it's not Valentine's Day yet, but I wanted to revamp this chapter. The old one needed retouching, and feel free to tell me if you're tired of Parley lol. I promise I'm coming up with newer chapters.)

Anyway, on with the story.
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Flowers always had a hidden meaning, by the color, by the type of flower, endless possibilities of different ways to show your affection, sadness, hatred, or strength. Somewhere, there are flowers on every shelf, in every hand, on every coloring book, in every shop, on every piece of fabric, and planted in a pot. There are different assortments of them; roses, lilies, tulips, daisies, sunflowers, and so many more.

With love and care flowers can bloom forever, but without it, each petal falls and withers away like a heavy heart coming out of a heartbreak. Falling for someone so hard and being in love is difficult because you give your all but your all isn't enough. Sad, isn't it? Yeah, it sucks... granted, Peter Parker has only fallen in love with one person in his life; her name is Michelle Jones or MJ. Turns out she didn't reciprocate the same feelings.

He felt that all hope was lost and he wouldn't fall in love ever again. But it wasn't until a certain blonde haired individual caught his eye and suddenly he couldn't stop thinking about him. This was confusing, because Peter has never had a crush on anyone besides MJ, much less a boy.

It took some time, reflection, and research, soon came to the conclusion that he was most definitely bisexual. Peter learned the boy's name was Harley Kenner, he learned Harley loved science, his favorite color is sage green, he moved to NYC a few years ago from Rose Hill, Tennessee. He attended a different school in the Manhattan area when he got the internship at Stark Industries.

So after "bumping" into each other multiple times throughout the course of a few months and becoming friends, finally after two years the teens confessed their liking of one another. Conveniently a few days before Valentine's Day, they never celebrated the holiday but Harley and Peter decided to give it a chance.

Peter entered through the apartment door, kicking his shoes off, he looked toward his kitchen table seeing a vase of assorted flowers and a red box. "Hey May, who are these from?" Peter asked his aunt, taking an earbud out.

"I don't know, but I think it's for you Pete." She replied. He picked up the card that was attached to the flowers and began reading the card that said.

Hey Peter, I know we don't celebrate Valentine's Day, but we're testing the waters. I hope you like the flowers and chocolates! I just want you to know that I love and adore you, I always will.

~ Harley ❤️

Peter bashfully smiled, taking the flowers into his room, setting the vase on his desk, placing the box of chocolates beside it. Harley was indeed the sweetest guy on earth.
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Meanwhile with Harley, he walked into his kitchen and his eyes landed on the dining room table. His sister Abbie entered the room smirking. Harley most certainly guessed she knew everything. "Who's this from?" He asked, putting his coat on the coat rack.

"From your hottie boyfriend, loverboy." She said, cackling and walking away to her room. That girl was never going to let him live it down, probably whispering it into his ear while lying on his deathbed. Harley saw a card that came with the flowers and started reading it.

Hi love, I hope you like the flowers. I got your favorite, poppies! But in an array of colors! I love you to the moon and back, hopefully you love me too. Meet me at my apartment at 5:00 P.M. May will be gone and I was thinking we could spend some time together.

~ Peter ❤️

He looked at the clock, seeing it was a little bit past five. He got sidetracked up in the sweetness of Peter's note. He told his mom and Abbie that he was heading over to Peter's place, which was of course after his mom told him to put up his flowers and chocolates. Cause she didn't raise a barn animal, soon Harley bolted out the door and arrived at Peter's apartment, his boyfriend greeting him with a kiss on the cheek. Coming inside, May had gotten them a mini red velvet cake from a certain head of security and said the boys could have a piece.

They had a chill evening, cuddling up and watching movies, while also sharing bites of their cake to each other. Once they finished, Harley grabbed Peter's hands into his, tipping up his chin, making Peter meet his eyes.

"I love you, Peter Parker." Harley confessed. Was it cliché they were confessing their love on the most commercialized holiday? Yes, but was it true? Also yes. Peter was a shy, bashful mess but ultimately said, "I love you too, Harley Keener."

Harley pulled Peter into a kiss placing his hand to Peter's cheek, caressing his cheekbone. The touch ever so softly, the two were smiling into the kiss. Harley couldn't express on both of his hands how much he loved this boy if you were to ask him.

They pulled away from each other and continued watching their movies. They still don't necessarily celebrate Valentine's Day, but today made every day that more special. Knowing they had each other.
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The End of Chapter 223