[ on the one hand kate feels pretty magnanimous to be providing those neighbors what is apparently the most excitement in their life right now. on the other, she dares them to say any of that to her face. she won't throw hands but she'll probably run her mouth enough to earn peter some disgruntled neighbors so maybe it's a good thing they don't cross paths unless he wants his packages stepped on.

the other funny thing about relationships is how even the little things seem like such a big deal. like how kiss hello can already leave her breath hitching, or a simple missed you has her ready to never leave his side again. embarrassing, but she also kind of loves it. ]

Drinking wine out of a "World's Okayest Spidey" mug is about on par with drinking it straight out of the bottle so I might as well save us a dish to wash and stick to the bottle.

[ she got him that mug, of course, and that was even pre-relationship. god her flirting skills are really A+, how did you ever doubt her feelings peter??

anyway now that she's in his arms it's difficult for her to want to move away, but there are photos to parse through and drinks to consume. shoes toed off, she plucks up the wine and leaves the beer and soda for peter before leading the way to his bedroom, a space that is quickly becoming her second favorite to occupy. (first is those arms again.) sitting crosslegged in front of the box, she tentatively lifts up the cover to peek inside. it feels a little wrong to start rifling through without him around to supervise, so she exercises some restraint for once. ]