IMAGINE TELLING YOUR BOYFRIEND PETER PARKER ABOUT YOUR AUTISM.

Your boyfriend sat there silently, holding your hand as you had finally decided to tell about your diagnose - the reason why you had been bullied, the reason you had hidden it away - forced yourself to seclude yourself from other people at your school. It wasn't what you wanted, but you felt like it was the only way to get people to leave you alone. Peter thought you wouldn't be very close at first, because you seemed like you hated people, always scooting away from them and avoiding talking to anyone. But as Peter saw you sitting alone in the school canteen, something drew him to sit with you. And that had been the trigger, which ignited friendship between you two.

You had grown really close in just a couple of weeks - and after a few months, Peter gave you your first kiss. It had been a surprise, but a pleasant one. With him, you could be a completely different person as you were at school with other people around. You bloomed, Peter got your hidden part out from you again - and you felt free. It was like a bird had been freed from its cage, like you had spread your wings for the first time in years.

But you had kept your autism as a secret for so long - you had been friends for almost a year and dated for almost eight months, and you still hadn't told him. You knew Peter wouldn't abandon you, or laugh at you - but a tiny voice still had screamed you not to tell him and that you would just send your relationship to a pit of doom. But your heart told you that Peter deserved to know why you acted so differently when you weren't alone with Peter. He had been there for all this time, he had been so loving - and you knew he would understand, so you silenced that small voice screaming in the back of your head.

You took in a big breath. "I... I was diagnosed as autistic when I was a child. I haven't told it to anyone because I'm kinda afraid people would laugh. I was bullied for my behavior when I was a kid... I'm different, Peter. And it's not always a good thing."

Peter was quiet for a while, before he gave you a reassuring smile and gave your hand a gentle squeeze. "I know you're different. But you know... that was one of the reasons I started to like you. That day at the canteen... I saw someone in your eyes I knew I'd fall in love with."

You blushed, quickly averting your gaze to the floor. Peter pressed a light kiss to your temple, and murmured, "I love you for you. And that includes everything you have inside your head. If there are demons, I'll help you beat them. I'm Spider-Man, remember? I'm fighting against the bad guys."

You chuckled and turned your gaze to Peter, causing him to pull back from you. You smiled and placed a kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you for understanding, Peter."