(Listen to the version of the song above, it's my favorite version of it. And I love Clinton, he's amazing!)

Anyway, on with the story.
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Oh I'm obsessed.

Love was seen as so trivial, but now people believe in soulmates, fate, destiny. MJ didn't believe in that, nothing about love or relationships were sunshine and rainbows. She knew that first hand, for the past decade, it'd been nightly patching up, endless worrying, dangerous missions, Avengers level threats. The moment she found out Peter was Spider-Man, he gave her ample opportunity to leave, to not get involved.

With the way your head is laying on my chest.

But she stayed. Not taking back a single thing, although she was terrified of the injuries her now husband would obtain. She never regretted being the person he leaned on after May's death, when the world turned on him after the lie Mysterio spun. All of the hardships, Peter was close to his breaking point, he so desperately wanted to keep his personal life and superhero life separate. To keep his loved ones safe, but that plan failed.

How you love the things I hate about myself, that no one knows.

So many times Peter questioned if he was good enough for MJ, having put her in danger on multiple occasions. He had no idea how she managed to keep up with him and all the craziness his life threw at them. And although Spider-Man was the fearless protector, Peter Parker needed someone too. With all of his flaws, MJ complimented him. He was the shy and awkward nerd to her dark and mysterious.

But with you, I see hope again.

It took many years for Peter to believe everything he felt guilty about wasn't his fault. The wars that plagued his mind, the family and friends he's lost. MJ stood by him through it all, and for that, he would be forever grateful. She is incredible, and he loves her to the moon and saturn. All the while the two of them were living their domesticated life, the best they could.

Oh I'm a mess, when I overthink the little things in my head.

Peter was sitting on his couch, reading a book MJ had recommended to him, he'd finished cooking dinner and was waiting for MJ to get home. She'd been working late at the firm, because in her words; "The law never sleeps." He was proud of her, she was doing something she loved and helping the little guy. Since Peter was stopping aliens and mystical beings, she had to help citizens with their suits.

You seem to always help me catch my breath, but then I lose it again.

He decided to stop reading and go clean the kitchen, he needed to bust his hands, so dishes it was. He lit some candles and started his chore, humming along to the song playing softly through the Bluetooth speaker. Maneuvering around the room, he ran the dishwasher, cleaned the counters, and swept the floors.

When I look at you, that's the end.

He heard the sound of keys jangling against the door, and squeaks of sneakers, meaning one thing. He met his wife's eyes, instantly lighting up when looking at her. She was tired, if the bags under eyes weren't an obvious sign. But she was smiling shortly, while kicking off her shoes. She made her way over to Peter and brought him close into an embrace.

And why do I get so nervous when I look into your eyes?

The hug felt warm, the thought of being able to come home and be together was the best feeling. With all the chaos in their lives, moments like these were cherished. Peter pulled away and took a hold of MJ's hands, placing them in the waltzing position. They began swaying side to side, laughing quietly to themselves. "How was your day?" Peter questioned, twirling her around, then drawing her close.

Butterflies can't stop me falling for you.

MJ sighed, "Hectic, but not too bad. Glad to be home with you and ready to relax."

And, darling, this is more than anything I've felt before.

God, did he love this woman. Thinking back to their youth, he had no clue why she chose him. Even on their wedding day, she still chose to be his everything. He couldn't imagine what life would be had he not met her in the debate club. Her face shoved into a book, nodding and acknowledging when Liz would beck for her attention. He didn't know a lot about the other teen, she kept to herself.

You're everything that I want, but I didn't think I'd find.

"Can we stay like this for a minute?" Peter asked.

Someone who was worth the wait, of all the years of my heartbreak.

MJ made a noise of contentment, which let Peter rest his forehead on hers and they continued to sway and enjoy the moment, making it a searing memory. The song finished and Peter turned off the speaker, he turned back to his wife and smiled. "Thank you for agreeing to dance with me m'lady."

MJ chuckled, feigning a curtsy, "The pleasure was all mine sir."

Peter stared at her in adoration, "I love you."

MJ leaned up and kissed Peter for a split second, "I love you too, Peter."

But I know now that I've found the one I love.
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The End of Chapter 232