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[ If she’s a little shy about it, when Peter pulls her in for a kiss, it’s only because—it shines a small spotlight on the fact that they’re doing these holidays without their families, for the first time. Even if Gwen probably would have been at school this year, anyway, and she’d broken up with Peter before leaving so they wouldn’t have celebrated together—she can imagine the version of this where she brought these cookies to Peter’s house in Queens, and May cooked some amazing dinner, and she got to be a small part of their family for a night.

Gwen wraps her arms around him tight, after the second kiss, snorting into his chest at his verdict. ]

Okay, at least I had enough red icing to finish. You were almost stuck with green arms and legs.

[blabbering]

[at least right now, this doesn't feel so sad. it couldn't in a million years, with gwen snorting her laughter against him in a way that's so contagious that he starts laughing, too.]

You serious? [which is all he manages to get out before he starts laughing again, shaking them both with it.

it's definitely at least a solid minute before he gets himself together enough to speak again.] You were almost gonna make Spider-Man with gangrene? That's — that's terrible. That poor little guy. He's so lucky you managed to save him.

[internship]

Oh my god, Peter. [ Gwen gives his chest a playful shove, brows raised. ] I was thinking—cute little green thigh high stockings? And gloves. Not gangrene.