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Leaning back in her chair, Mary Jane was convinced that the words on the monitor in front of her were slowly being burned into her eyeballs. She had been at this story for almost three weeks now. Working on it both behind a desk and away from it had commanded almost all of her time and energy. Even if she was getting closer to, hopefully, figuring out the role someone like the Rose was playing in the massive gang-war unfolding across the city, it was hard to actual put everything together in words. At least, in a way that made sense. There were so many elements that went into her theory, and even if it made sense in her own mind with what she’d seen and had gathered, her biggest concern now was conveying it in way that would convince everyone that she had the right answer.
So many moving pieces that all needed to fit together perfectly in order for her to knock this article out of the park. And she was already hating how much she seemed to be bouncing back and forth between what made sense and what didn't when she looked back at it.
Closing her eyes, she tried not to see the word document open in front of her on the back of her eyelids. She’d given up a date night out with Peter to try and get a few more paragraphs of this one done. Considering the frustrations coming hand-in-hand with it, she would have rather been off enjoying a dinner with Peter than struck here swallowing down the bubbling annoyance at how the words simply didn’t want to come forward.
“You know, I’ve heard working with Jonah can be a drag, but you look like you’ve gone a few rounds with him before you sat down.” The sound of Peter’s voice caused her eyes to spring open, combined with the unmistakable smell of Joe’s Pizza. Her suspicions were confirmed as she found him standing in front of her, that familiar white and red pizza-box she would recognize anywhere.
“I kinda feel like it at this point.” She chuckled. Her stomach gave a small rumble of approval towards her boyfriend’s arrival with such a delicious gift. “I thought you were out on patrol for the rest of the night?”
“I was, but things were pretty quiet. Normally I’d take that as a sign to go for another round, but you know, I thought coming to visit you was a better idea.” Smiling ear-to-ear, fueled even more so by the sight of her own atop her lips, he held up the pizza box invitingly. “Plus I got the usual fixings that you like so much.”
“Pineapple and ham?” She asked, pulling her chair a bit closer to her desk, before she leaned forward on her elbows. “I think you earned yourself a kiss, tiger.”
“The best kind of tip in the world for a humble pizza boy like myself!” Setting the box down on the file cabinet beside MJ’s desk, Peter met her halfway, their lips meeting for a quick kiss that ended with a loud ‘mwah!’ sound from her.
“You know, if I’d known the office was this quiet, I would have come in through the window.” He offered with another smile, hearing her chuckle at the joke making it grow even larger.
“God, I can just see Jonah’s headline tomorrow if he had found out about that.” She let her arm sweep out in a dramatic fashion, as if she could see the newsprint in front of herself already. “Spider-Man seduces associate editor with extra-large pizza! Local paper is horrified!”
“I’m sure New York is breathing a sigh of relief knowing that you’re not being seduced.” Peter’s smile only seemed to grow as a burst of laughter sprung from those same lips. The sight of Mary Jane waggling her brows demanded all of his attention, however.
“Oh, I never said I wasn’t being seduced.” The words had barely left her lips before she blew him a teasing kiss. “Cause I think you’re definitely on the right track.”
Coming around the side of her desk, Peter gave a small, but confident shrug along the way. “Close enough to deserve another kiss?”
As she looked back at him, MJ slowly rose out of her chair, standing toe-to-toe with him as she gazed up into his eyes. “Thought you’d never ask.”