Peter's POV:

I was woken up with a weird tickling at the back of my throat. As I sat up, I started to heave- but it was so painful.

Instead of puke and bile coming out, it was a flower instead. Was this the horrible disease Hanahaki? Oh my God.

It was a touch-me-not flower. It was spiky, and really hurt my throat as it came up. I didn't think I could deal with this pain for any longer.

I think I had an idea who I was in love with. I think it was for a certain Tony Stark. And it really didn't help that I had lab time with him today. 

What the hell? I started to holler for Aunt May.

Tony's POV:

I was working on a new nanotech robot when my Hanahaki started playing up again. I'd had this disease for a few months now and by the day, it was getting more and more painful.

After about 10 minutes of intense agony, my flower came up. It was, it always was a passion flower.

I think what made it worse though, is that I knew who it was for. I was in love with Peter Parker, and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.

~*Time skip by Loki's marvellous hair  :)*~

Tony's POV:

Pete came running into my lab late. "Sorry, Mr. Stark, I got caught up," he panted out, clear that he had been running. I just rolled my eyes and said, "Get creating, Kid," with a bit of a chuckle. 

Throughout the day, both Pete and I were excusing ourselves to the toilets regularly. For me, it was because of my Hanahaki, but he was going to the toilet much more often than he generally does. It was very odd. 

~*Another time skip 'cause I'm lazy like that*~

Before we knew it, it had become 7 o'clock which was the time May wanted Pete home. "Hey, kid? It's time for you to start packing away. I'll drop you off," I said, not wanting May to get pissed at me. That women is a scary demoness when she's angry. 

I noticed that Pete was looking intensely suspicious and nervous. So, I asked him what was up. "You okay, kid?" I asked, slightly concerned. 

He went bright red and blurted out, "IthinkIhaveHanahakiforyouMr.Stark," all in one big jumbled sentence. I didn't quite catch on to what he was saying. "Why don't you slow down?" I asked, really confused.

Peter's POV:

Oh my God, did I just admit that? What the actual hell? What bloody possessed me to say that? And, I can kinda hear Cap in the back of my head saying, "LANGUAGE!". Well, now that I've blurted that out, I might as well roll with it. 

"I think I have Hanahaki for you Mr. Stark," I said, much more slowly and twice as terrified. 

Tony's POV:

Did I just hear that right? Is he actually in love with ME? This is great!

Before either of us could overthink this, I pressed my lips against Pete's.

Should I make a part 2 of this?

~TBasran2005