mjchelle sometimes being friends w/ @peterparkour has perks #averyavengersnye

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peterparkour fanciest bathroom i've ever been in #averyavengersnye

tagged: leedstheway

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thatsonbrant i feel celestial

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toomebayah the way this venue has so many places to take pics...tony stark's mind #averyavengersnye

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starling we've arrived #averyavengersnye

tagged: bsinclair, harryosborn

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holtoflightning am i dressed up for new year's or momentum release?? you decide

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bsinclair wish you were here :(

bsinclair also who gave you the right to be this sexy omg

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jay @sinclairity

wait...bianca and peter are both at the avengers nye party

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jay @sinclairity

many thots, head full

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the actual squad

bett: ok according to insta they just got here

lizard: what do you want us to do if we see her??

you guys can interact w/ her and everything i just

i just can't see her

i'm still not ready

mj: she just walked in w/ harry and anna

ANNA STARLING LEMME TALK TO YOUUUU

lizard: oh i see them they're talking to captain marvel

btw is spider-man gonna show up or???

i think mr. stark said he's celebrating with his family

lizard: darn

wait

i think bianca is going to perform

bett: WHAT

WHAT IS SHE PERFORMING

idk i just saw smth on the schedule about her performing

guy in the chair: a free bianca sinclair concert???

i love this for us

holy shit

i see her

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Peter slipped his phone back into his pocket as his gaze locked onto her. She looked...incredible. Her smile lit up the room, as always. Her dark hair and multicolor dress shone under the lights. Her dress was a tad low-cut, which he only casually observed because he's a gentleman. Her makeup was done impeccably, but he knew she didn't need makeup to be the prettiest person in the room. Bianca was the definition of natural beauty.

He knew he should stop staring, but it'd been so long since he'd been in the same room as her. She was talking to Carol about the performance she was going to do after midnight, a song off the new album. She was being coy about which song exactly. Harry left to secure them seats at one of the many tables and Anna excused herself to grab drinks. Bianca laughed at something Carol said and Peter thought he might be falling in love with her all over again.

"Peter?"

Ms. Potts had appeared at his side. She smiled softly at him. "Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Yeah, I'm fine," Peter lied, forcing a grin. "Just hope nothing happens while we're all together in one place."

"You and me both," Ms. Potts sighed. Her smile dropped. "Tony has some spare suits keeping watch, but the last time we had a party like this, Ultron showed up, so I'm not exactly relaxed." Peter nodded understandingly. Ms. Potts's phone lit up and she bustled away with a, "Sorry, have to take this."

Seconds later, his own phone began to buzz incessantly.

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the true squad

mj: I JUST FLIRTED WITH ANNA STARLING

SHE WAS GETTING DRINKS AND I WAS GETTING DRINKS

AND SHE WAS LIKE "WOW YOU LOOK INCREDIBLE"

AND I WAS LIKE "YOU LOOK EVEN BETTER"

AND SHE WAS LIKE "DO I KNOW YOU?"

AND I WAS LIKE "I'M FRIENDS WITH PETER PARKER SO MAYBE"

AND SHE WAS LIKE "OH ARE YOU HERE WITH PETER"

AND I WAS LIKE "YEAH HE INVITED NED, LIZ, BETTY AND ME"

AND SHE WAS LIKE "WELL I'M GLAD HE DID"

AND THEN SHE WINKED AT ME AND WALKED AWAY

bett: HOLY FUCKING SHIT

I LOVE THIS FOR YOU

mj: I KNOOOOWWWWW

lizard: mj more like anna starling's y/n

guy in the chair: i wanna be someone's y/n :(

dw ned you'll get there someday

guy in the chair: :)

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The party passed by pretty quickly. Peter managed to successfully avoid Bianca, sticking close to Ned. He didn't talk to his fellow Avengers very much, too worried about Bianca and the possibility of Liz and Betty figuring out his secret identity. Soon enough, it was three minutes to midnight.

"Would you do me the honors of being my kiss at midnight?" Ned asked jokingly, throwing his arm around Peter's shoulders.

Carol popped up next to them with Maria by her side. "Hey, guys! I feel like we've barely seen you. I wanted to introduce you to Bianca Sinclair, but I think we lost her." She squinted and tried to search the crowd around them.

"Oh, Tony already introduced us," Peter fibbed. His heart was racing. He was beyond thankful Carol couldn't hear his heartbeat. He didn't want to explain everything, especially not right now. He slightly thanked the universe that her busy schedule meant she wasn't online enough to learn about Peter and Bianca's past.

Carol's face lit up. "Isn't she the greatest? Maria didn't get the hype before tonight but now she's just as obsessed as I am." Carol pressed a kiss to her wife's cheek. Maria chuckled.

"Oh, the countdown's about to start," Maria pointed out. "Let's go grab some champagne. Bye guys." The happily married couple disappeared into the thick throng of people that populated the venue. Peter took a deep breath. This was fine. He was fine.

He smiled apologetically at Ned. "I'm gonna run to the bathroom. Be right back." Ned nodded and Peter was off. It was quite the struggle to get to the men's bathroom, but once inside, he reveled in the silence. No one else was in the bathroom, too busy screaming the countdown to the new year and to Bianca's new album.

He washed his face. They were down to fifteen seconds now. He could do this. Just a few more hours, and he could go home to his and Ned's apartment and crawl into bed and listen to Momentum while crying, as Peter did with all of Bianca's new music.

"Eight, seven, six..."

He grabbed a paper towel and dried his hands and face off. The clock struck midnight and the crowd outside went buck wild. He laughed to himself. Some of these people were more jazzed about the new year than the Avengers defeating Thanos. He shoved the paper towel into the trash can and walked out just in time to hear, "And now, Bianca Sinclair!"

Shuri ran up to him, beaming. "Come on, MJ and the others are waiting for us front row." Front row? Before he could protest, Shuri was dragging him through the room. 

They fought their way through the crowd as Bianca said into the microphone Mr. Stark handed to her, "Hello! So, as some of you may know, as of five minutes ago, my new album Momentum has officially dropped!" There was thunderous applause. "Yes, I'm excited too. So, I thought I could sing one of my new songs for you tonight. This is track nine off of Momentum. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Brand New Moves!"

He could feel the bass of the song in his chest. Bianca began to croon and he was taken back to middle school when she would ask him to listen to every new song she'd written. He used to think it was unfair how talented she was. Her voice had only grown exponentially since then.

"Treat me wrongly baby, it feels so right, yeah," Bianca sang, and he realized this was one of the songs she'd teased on Twitter. They were nearing the front now. He could spot MJ, Liz, Betty, and Ned cheering with Carol, Daisy, and Harry. The sight of Harry Osborn left a bitter taste in Peter's mouth. He realized now that Anna was on stage as well, singing backing vocals, equipped with her own mic and a killer smile.

"Don't it feel like it's been forever?" Bianca belted out. "Don't it feel like it's been a while? Don't it feel like it's been forever, been forever?" Her band stopped just before the chorus, creating suspension and giving the audience an opportunity to tell Bianca how much they loved this new song. She smiled brilliantly at the crowded room. He tried not to think about when she used to smile at him like that.

Shuri pulled him to the front and rushed to throw her arms around MJ. Peter fell into place beside Ned. He was mere feet away from Bianca now.

The music kicked back in and Bianca continued, "Since the last time we danced, I learned some brand new moves. Uh!" She swayed her hips seductively to the beat. Peter's mouth went dry. "Since the last time we kissed, I learned a thing or two. Uh!"

"Since the last time we danced, I learned some brand new moves. Since the last time we kissed, I learned a thing or two," Bianca repeated and Anna chimed in between each line with a sultry, "I wanna try them on you, I wanna try them on you."

"Uh!" Bianca and Anna exclaimed together, locking eyes. "Brand new moves. I wanna try them on you. Uh, brand new moves. I wanna try them on you."

Anna went onto the next verse while Bianca froze. Peter wondered why until he realized she was looking directly at him. Her eyes had widened to the size of dinner plates and her mouth had fallen open. As Anna sang, Bianca and Peter stared at each other. The longer he stared, the more he didn't want to look away. The rest of the room faded away. It was just them, and she looked beautiful, and he was still hopelessly in love with her, and nothing else mattered because they saw each other.

Anna discreetly nudged Bianca and the moment between her and Peter shattered. She blinked and slipped back into the Bianca she was on stage. His face fell. He set his jaw, trying to prevent any tears from spilling over, and began to work his way back through the crowd. He couldn't do this. He couldn't look at her and pretend like he had moved on. He couldn't listen to her sing about someone else she'd fallen in love with when he'd never stopped loving her.

"Wait, Peter! Where are you going?"

Just like that, the room went quiet. Murmurs spread throughout the crowd as Peter slowly turned around, questioning if he had heard that right. But as soon as he was facing the stage once more he realized he had heard that right, because Bianca had hopped off the stage and was running towards him, mic still in hand.

She closely resembled a kicked puppy. "Why are you leaving?" He felt a pang in his chest. Shit. He didn't think that she would care, but of course, she did, because she was Bianca and she always cared too much about everyone.

And then they were staring at each other again, and Peter felt like he'd traveled back in time to freshmen year. He and Bianca were in Bryant Park because her grandparents' donut shop had a pop-up there. All over again, she was sitting him down on that wet bench and all over again, she was breaking up with him. "This isn't working anymore" and "We've grown apart" and then "You make me feel like an idiot" and him screaming about her fancy new private school and her fancy new private school friends and her biting back and it all ending with him running away with tears streaming down his face.

And then he blinked and it was 12:09 am on New Year's Day and he was surrounded by people staring at him.

"I have work to do," Peter said lamely.

Bianca looked conflicted. "But..." She glanced back at the stage she'd abandoned. "Can you stay, just a little bit longer? I...I want to sing you a song."

His voice had never been softer than at that moment. "Bianca-"

"Please," she interjected. Her eyes were big and watery. "Please, it's really important to me that you hear this." And then she whipped out her signature pout, the pout that always made him cave in. He could feel his resolve crumbling. Was it weird that he missed giving in to her?

He was going to say, "Okay." He really was. Probably closely followed by, "I'm still in love with you" because in this lighting she looked like a goddess and she was close enough to touch and he could remember the taste of her strawberry chapstick. He was going to do it, honestly.

But then there was an explosion and everything went to shit.

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