[ he takes a moment to avoid replying by smacking his lips on the teriyaki chicken. you know what makes teriyaki chicken taste better? when it's free. when you have a negative bank balance and you didn't have to go further into the negatives to eat it. mmm. teriyaki chicken. ]
But take a guess? Because I sure don't know. Do you think they'd pay hundreds? Thousands? It's time for me to cash in on the superhero craze.
[ when she mentions creeping, he sure does take the time to tilt his body until it's barely hanging over her own. is she uncomfortable yet. ]
You never know, Kate Bishop. Would it be weird if I guessed what kind of pajamas you were wearing last night?
[ "guessed" was most certainly emphasized with finger quotes. over Kate's head, at that. ]
[She's not uncomfortable, and even if she were, she wouldn't let it show. Kate is nothing if not stubborn. She does put a hand on his cheek, pushing his face gently.]
Incredibly weird.
[But she kind of wants to know how silly his attempt would be, so...]
Guess. If you're right, you get the last fortune cookie.
[ he initially resists her gentle face pap and in fact pushes into her palm, allowing a rather ludicrous display of his cheek distorting between her and his mask. she should never have done that. ]
Linen bottoms with my face stitched onto them. My spider face. Not my actual face. That would really be weird.
[ and because they're talking about faces, he will finally pull back to tug his mask off altogether, dropping it in her lap for her to look down on. enjoy those white eyes staring up at you, Hawkeye. ]
You no doubt paid too much for them and that's why you only have five dollars to your name. Thanks for repping me through thick and thin.
That little heart shaped version of your face that every tourist in the world has on a t-shirt? Bingo.
[This is 100% a lie. And yeah, thanks for the mask, Pete. Kate picks it up and sticks it on her head, almost like a terrible beanie, then blows him a sarcastic kiss.]
You're welcome. I'm gunning for your look. I can totally pull off the spider thing, right?
[ he doesn't need spidey senses to understand sarcasm, but part of him definitely wishes it was true. call it an ego thing. it's cute when his friends are secretly fans of him, okay... ]
Mm, yep. Don't take it the wrong way, but I'm sure you'd be better suited for spandex than I ever was.
[ Pete doesn't try to think about that, because then visuals would start appearing in his mind and he would be a whole lot less comfortable sitting next to her. so he doesn't. he's going to enjoy chomping at that teriyaki chicken instead. ]
[Kate laughs, readjusting her brand new Spidey hat. Don't worry, Peter, she's definitely got some merch, but having your friend's face on your butt just feels like a step too far.]
[ referencing "spider muscles" is enough for him to open his mouth halfway, revealing the kabob skewer still clenched between his teeth. he's looking between her and his biceps and down to his stomach before back to her, eyes squinting in a scrutinizing manner. ]
[ when she counters his supposedly judgmental look with an equally judgmental look, he is quick to pull the skewer out of his mouth and wave it at her defensively. ]
No! No, I do not know what you mean! Spider muscles are dangerously ambiguous and not at all enlightening in the slightest. Also, even if it's totally my fault for adding spider before everything I ever say ever, not one of my muscles belong on a spider's body!
[ is it obvious that he's flustered when they start talking about his body? even after all of the years, it's still a Thing. ]
Uhhh, I'm pretty sure that's not how that works? Maybe I was just insinuating that your frame is very... lithe and capable of being aerodynamic. Things that are extremely relevant to being in spandex. For some reason.
[ you know what. he doesn't like you calling him out, Kate. he will take her spider hat back and promptly place it on his head instead. take that. ]
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But take a guess? Because I sure don't know. Do you think they'd pay hundreds? Thousands? It's time for me to cash in on the superhero craze.
[ when she mentions creeping, he sure does take the time to tilt his body until it's barely hanging over her own. is she uncomfortable yet. ]
You never know, Kate Bishop. Would it be weird if I guessed what kind of pajamas you were wearing last night?
[ "guessed" was most certainly emphasized with finger quotes. over Kate's head, at that. ]
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Incredibly weird.
[But she kind of wants to know how silly his attempt would be, so...]
Guess. If you're right, you get the last fortune cookie.
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Linen bottoms with my face stitched onto them. My spider face. Not my actual face. That would really be weird.
[ and because they're talking about faces, he will finally pull back to tug his mask off altogether, dropping it in her lap for her to look down on. enjoy those white eyes staring up at you, Hawkeye. ]
You no doubt paid too much for them and that's why you only have five dollars to your name. Thanks for repping me through thick and thin.
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[This is 100% a lie. And yeah, thanks for the mask, Pete. Kate picks it up and sticks it on her head, almost like a terrible beanie, then blows him a sarcastic kiss.]
You're welcome. I'm gunning for your look. I can totally pull off the spider thing, right?
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[ he doesn't need spidey senses to understand sarcasm, but part of him definitely wishes it was true. call it an ego thing. it's cute when his friends are secretly fans of him, okay... ]
Mm, yep. Don't take it the wrong way, but I'm sure you'd be better suited for spandex than I ever was.
[ Pete doesn't try to think about that, because then visuals would start appearing in his mind and he would be a whole lot less comfortable sitting next to her. so he doesn't. he's going to enjoy chomping at that teriyaki chicken instead. ]
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What? You've got all those...
[She gestures vaguely.]
Spider muscles.
[That's definitely the technical term.]
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What... does that even mean.
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You know what I mean! Judgment definitely not appreciated. It's a compliment.
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No! No, I do not know what you mean! Spider muscles are dangerously ambiguous and not at all enlightening in the slightest. Also, even if it's totally my fault for adding spider before everything I ever say ever, not one of my muscles belong on a spider's body!
[ is it obvious that he's flustered when they start talking about his body? even after all of the years, it's still a Thing. ]
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Okay, okay, they're not spider muscles. Do spiders even have muscles? Whatever. I'm saying you look good in the suit, Pete.
[So stop freaking out!]
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[ he promptly breaks his skewer, treating it as if it was his heart. it's dropped into his lap so he can proceed to take another from his box. ]
Well, either way. Thanks for the protein. It'll keep my not-spider muscles refined for you to apparently ogle within my suit.
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[No it wasn't.]
And you know you kind of admitted to ogling me first, right?
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[ you know what. he doesn't like you calling him out, Kate. he will take her spider hat back and promptly place it on his head instead. take that. ]
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Lithe, huh?
[He's digging himself a hole, and Kate is grinning.]
Definitely sounds like oogling. I'd also take "devastatingly attractive".