TW: very very very mild swearing

Scar pov:

X would totally have done something bad if Grian hadn't stopped him.

I don't even know what's wrong with him.

I can't recall what I did to make him hate me so goddamn much.

But I have Grian, so I'll be fine, right?

"Scar?" Grian asks, pulling me from my thoughts.

Right.

"Yeah?"

"You okay? X was acting really weird." He says and I nod. I'm not okay, that could have been so much worse, but I'm not going to let Gri worry over me.

Not anymore than I've already let him.

"Do you want to watch a movie, or something?" Grian asks through my silence.

"Yeah, sure." I say and wait for him to suggest something.

"Well, since it's technically my turn to pick I believe, I think we should watch Spider Man Far From Home." He says and takes my hand to lead me to his living room.

(I've recently begun watching it again, love how Tom acts Peter)

There's a lot of fighting and stuff, which I didn't know Grian liked.

"I didn't know you liked these kind of movies, you seem like a Gilmore Girls sort of guy." I say when he comes back from peeing.

"Oh, yeah. I normally do, but I... er... Tom Holland looks good... in these movies?"

I look over at the screen, paused on his face.

He looks like a child.

"Okay."

He unpauses the movie, his face a bit red.

I watch him as the movie ends, in the most non creepy way possible.

I watch to see how he looks at the people.

Was I right? Does Grian have a celebrity crush on Tom Holland?

Or am I imagining it?

Once the movie ends I 'corner' him.

"Grian?"

"Yeah?" He asks from the kitchen where he's cooking.

"Do you have a crush on Tom Holland?"

"Wh-what, no! Why would you say that? I do not have a... crush on him." He says from the kitchen and I hear something spill.

"Okaaay." I say, knowing I'm actually right. I may seem a bit stupid, but I can read people.

"I don't!"

I smile and sit down on a chair, resting my arms on his island.

"'I seriously don't have a stupid crush on Tom Holland, okay? What made you think I did?"

"The way you were looking at him while watching the movie, and that you don't even like action movies." I explain, waving my hands about.

Gri processes that for a bit before having to launch himself onto the counter to sit.

"Okay, so maybe I do, what's the problem with that?" He asks, resorting to snapping at me.

"Nothing, there's no problem here." I say, holding up my hands for extra effect.

He huffs, giving up on any tactics and instead just hands me a plate of noodles with butter and tells me to leave.

So I do.

But first I tell him, "To be fair, I have a massive crush on Sebastian Stan."

Grian pov:

I showed him my favourite movie, made myself vulnerable, convinced myself he wouldn't even notice and then I fucking told him!

I mean, he'd probably already knew, because of my awful lying abilities, but I didn't have to tell him!

He probably hates me, because I'm gay.

I'll probably go back to restocking my shop, mindlessly working on the fronts of my bases, and little blips of talking to other people other than my animals and myself.

"Please don't let me loose Scar." I whisper, curled up on the floor of my kitchen.

Okay, so a slightly boring ending, some Spidy man, some gay, and some angst?? Perfect

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