Elena, Peter and Aunt May walked into the Thai restaurant, where the waiter lit up at the sight of May. Peter and Elena were behind the tall woman, holding hands and whispering in each other's ear.

They had got their table as May skillfully dodges the waiters romantic gestures.

"So you wouldn't believe the amount of hatred Peter has for the word larb," May said to Elena and Peter groaned, causing Elena to giggle.

"I know, he always complains about it the next day at school, ugh, Aunt May knows I hate larb!" Elena mocked, winking at Peter.

"Stop exposing me," he crossed his arms and May held a hand over her chest.

"But Peter, we do it out of larb," May mocked.

Elena put a hand over Peters own.

"You know I larb you," she smiled, leaning into him, she tilted her head up and fluttered her eyelashes.

"You're excused from that once," he said to Elena .

"Wow, putting your girlfriend over your aunt now?" Elena asked, joking around and he sighed, putting a hand over Elena's mouth.

Elena playfully glared at him, licking his palm.

"Ew!" He said, yanking it away.

"Mhm," Elena simply said, kissing his cheek and looking at the menu, trying to decide on what she wanted.

"I larb you too," Peter whispered in her ear, making her smile as the waiter walked over.

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Later that night, Elena and Peter sat on the roof, they looked down on the city.

"In the restaurant, when you said 'I larb you' you really meant it, right?" Peter asked and Elena looked over at him.

"Of course Peter! We've been best friends for forever, and I've loved you for a long time, I used to be confused as to why people thought our friendship was strange, but now it makes sense, we were meant to be a couple this whole time, a team that can't be broken," she smiled and squeezed his hand, kissing him.

He let go of her hand, grabbing her waist and pulling her over his lap. Her hands held his face one on his cheek, the other on his neck.

"Good, because I do love you," Peter muttered as they pulled away for air.

"Well I would hope so, Parker, I'd feel dumb sitting here otherwise!" Elena exclaimed, giggling as she rested her forearms on his shoulders.

"Well we wouldn't want that wouldn't we?" He replied sarcastically, making her raise an eyebrow.

"Not unless don't you want me to kiss you ever again," she threatened and he smirked.

"I think I can manage to steal a few," Peter said, getting cocky.

"Do it"

Fin