Not only were his ears red, but he felt as if his face was about to explode.
System PP: 【……】Host, let him go. Stop flirting with him.
Let's head out." Peter stood up from the sofa somewhat flustered, "I've also made plans with Max and Andrew; they've already gone over there to start preparing. After watching the sunrise, Max can drive you directly to the New Energy Base, you can take a nap in the car to catch up on some sleep. I can also drop Andrew back on my way, we'll all make it to school in time.
Finn's sudden roll put a lot of pressure on Max and Andrew, who served as bodyguards and secretaries, so Peter thought that perhaps everyone should do something relaxing together.
So you've already planned everything," Finn said excitedly. "Then let's go!
Even with Finn's enthusiastic encouragement, Peter still didn't go to ride Finn's new motorcycle. On one hand, riding a new motorcycle for the first time with Finn would make Peter feel unsafe; on the other hand, Peter's own motorcycle was loaded with many things.
For Finn's sake, Peter even went out of his way to buy a new helmet.
"Why is it a kitten ears helmet?" Finn pinched the cat ears on the helmet, tilting his head with a look of confusion.
[Such a cute helmet? My motorcycle suit is clearly so cool! It doesn't match at all!]
"I just thought it was quite cute, thinking of Emily." Peter found it a bit difficult to explain; he just felt it suited Finn very well.
Peter reached out to put the helmet on Finn, carefully adjusting the buckle.
In his line of sight, Finn was looking up obediently..
Peter felt that he was just like a little kitten with glass-bead-like green eyes, lifting his chin to be petted.
The wind is a bit strong, just lean against my back." After getting ready, Peter put on his helmet and got into the car, telling Finn with a hint of nervousness and concern, "Hold on tight, don't let go.
If an accident happened, Peter knew Noah would surely scold him to death, Harry too.
"Alright." In the back seat, Finn immediately reached out and wrapped his arms tightly around Peter's waist.
[Snuggle with Spider-Man!] Finn cheered in his heart again.
Peter couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.
In the hazy darkness of the night, the motorcycle's engine let out a low roar. The November night wind rushed forward, carrying a biting chill, while the streetlights on both sides sped backward in a continuous blur, as if merging into a flowing beam of light.
Beneath the warm mecha suit lay the silence of the early morning in New York, steeped in a biting chill, yet Finn felt a surge of heated excitement.
Finn said nothing, listening to the roar of the engine and the wind rushing past his ears, simply feeling the excitement of the thrill.
Free and exhilarating.
His thumping heart felt as if it were soaring high into the night.
Rushing impatiently toward the dawn.
It felt just like that early morning on his birthday, that same feeling of Peter taking him through the high skies of New York.
[He actually still remembers me saying I wanted to see the sunrise! I was about to forget it myself!]
System PP: 【Host, your super brain shouldn't be able to forget something like this.】
But Peter actually remembers!" Finn thought excitedly and joyfully, "Not only did he sneak over to give me a surprise, but he even arranged everything, even calling Max and Andrew along.
System PP remained silent for two seconds, no longer teasing him: 【.. It was indeed quite thoughtful.】
Finn thought of the night he injured his foot falling down the stairs from the second floor; when he couldn't sleep, Peter stayed by his side, using a very gentle voice to tell stories of Peter Parker's past to lull him to sleep.
It feels like Peter has always been by my side.
Finn, realizing it only after the fact, suddenly thought—
And, time and time again, he lulls me to sleep.
Whether at home or in the hospital.
[Maybe it's because Peter Parker is a Flying Pillow.] System PP suddenly thought of the chibi nickname Finn had given Peter, it made perfect sense; coaxing Sleepless Summer to sleep was a pillow's destiny.
—And more vividly, this pillow actually flies itself over every single time.
Hearing System PP say that, Finn couldn't help but laugh, his shoulders trembling.
The motorcycle gradually drove away from the downtown district, the faint, salty scent of the ocean began to drift in through the night. It was about a half-hour drive to Coney Island; Peter drove at a steady speed along the coastline, ten minutes later, a long stretch of sandy beach unfolded before his eyes.
Peter turned off the ignition, the roar of the engine vanished abruptly, leaving the world so quiet that the sound of waves crashing against the shore could be heard.
The sun had not yet risen, but the dark night sky was already being slowly dyed by the light.
At the edge of the horizon, a faint, pale pink mist was dimly emerging.
It was a beautiful sight, enough to make one hold their breath.
Finn saw at a glance the tents on the unobstructed beach and the two figures waving to them.
It's Andrew and Max!" Finn hurriedly waved back at them, seeing the very familiar tents and camping chairs on the beach. As Finn took off his helmet, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a teasing smile. "Isn't this the camping gear Spider-Man used when he took me to watch Korean Drama last time? How did it end up with you?
".. Spider-Man borrowed them from me," Peter had to explain.
"Then did you also tell Spider-Man which Korean Drama I'm watching?" Finn asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile, continuing to press for answers.
Yes," Peter said, bracing himself. "After all, Spider-Man and I are good friends.
"So, what about you and Spider-Man? Do you have a friendship like ours?" Finn asked, blinking as he deliberately leaned in closer.
Peter: ".." How was he supposed to answer that?
"Let's go quickly, Max and Andrew must have been waiting for a long time," Finn said with a smile, no longer teasing Peter.
[He is so cute.]
Just then, as Peter was preparing to keep pace, he suddenly heard Finn's inner thoughts.
—Cute? Is he talking about him?
Peter's footsteps stopped instantly, his face turned beet red all over again.
The words Agent Coulson had said to him in the S. H. I. E. L. D. office suddenly rushed into his mind.
[When you find someone cute, that is already the first step toward falling in love.]
A cool sea breeze brushed against Peter's burning earlobes.
The young man gazed at Finn's retreating figure as he ran toward the tent, his heart pounding as if it would burst from his chest.
The appearance of the future is still hidden within the morning mist; no one knows exactly what will happen in the future.
But at this moment, that faint, glowing pink on the horizon was so beautiful and captivating.
Like a key, it gently pried open a corner of his heart, where his deepest expectations were hidden, where his unspoken desires lay concealed.
—So, will it happen? Is there really such a possibility?
While Peter was still standing by the motorcycle, thinking seriously and chaotically, Finn had already run to the side of Max and Andrew.
"I thought you wouldn't be interested in something like watching the sunrise." Finn looked at the faint dark circles under Andrew's eyes, his voice filled with surprise.
Andrew: ".." If it weren't for you two, I wouldn't have run all this way to watch the sunrise even if you beat me to death.
It was indeed a bit too early.
Andrew's face still bore signs of fatigue; he was the type of person whose body arrived, but whose soul was always a step behind, slowly catching up on the road. Back when he lived a muddled life, pulling an all-nighter was manageable, but now, with the feeling of being worked to death by the daily grind.. Andrew was under immense pressure, he truly had no idea how Finn, who operated with the precision of a machine, could remain so energetic all the time.
Moreover, Andrew knew that Peter was also like this, keeping his schedule packed every single day.
These two people seemed to be perpetually energetic, always chasing the sun with infinite passion.
Andrew sighed in his heart.
—When a person with only 10% of a living sensation encounters two souls that are 200% vivid, what else can be done?
Trigger Passive · Andrew: ".." He could only be forced to "come alive."
Young Master Finn, there is still some time before sunrise; you can go sit in the tent for a while." Max immediately handed a cup of hot cocoa to Finn, speaking with concern and respect, "There is also plenty of food prepared in the tent.
"Thank you." Finn took the hot cocoa and sat back in the tent to take a careful look; it was indeed the same tent from last time.
Even.. even the blanket prepared specifically for him was the same one Spider-Man had covered him with on his last birthday.
Only at this moment did Peter finally calm his emotions and walk over.
Wrapped in a blanket, Finn turned his head to look at Peter, who was walking toward him on the beach, curled his lips into a smile.
In the pinkish light of dawn, the night sky was softly enveloped in a gentle haze, the young man's eyes seemed to hold the fragmented light of the approaching daybreak.
Peter's heart skipped a beat again, his chest was instantly filled to the brim by something.
Even though it wasn't quite light yet, there were some things—
In his eyes, it seemed as if it had already become incredibly bright.
Finn ate something in the tent.
At 6:20, they waited here together in silence for the moment the sun would rise.
Andrew stared fixedly; he had truly never thought before that he would do something like waiting for the sunrise.
Perhaps it was because every sunrise was so ordinary, perhaps it was because he felt life was so dim and lightless that he couldn't even focus on the sunlight, or perhaps it was because no one had ever given him a push to walk to a coastline like this.. to wait for the sunrise.
Andrew's gaze and the camera's lens involuntarily fell upon Finn and Peter.
Their gazes were both so pure, waiting with anticipation and fervor for the moment of sunrise.
—They are essentially the same kind of people.
Do not wait for others to shine upon you; instead, be the light yourself.
Pure, passionate, thriving, vigorous, curious.. embrace this world.
A rift of light seemed to be torn open along the horizon, the crack grew wider and wider.
Over on the distant horizon, the light had already begun to spread infinitely, dyeing the sea-like pink mist into a vibrant orange-red.
Until the moment the golden-red light burst forth in an instant—
A tide of light belonging to the sunrise, the dawn, the first rays of morning surged forth, overwhelming everything in its path.
It washed over the waves, over the sandy beaches, over the tents, over the hair and eyes of the people waiting here together for the sunrise.
The calm sea was dyed in brilliant colors, every rise and fall of the waves carried a dazzling light.
Andrew stared blankly at the scene before him, suddenly feeling that the fatigue and pressure accumulated in his heart over these past days were all washed away by this boundless radiance. At this moment, he even felt a sense of sudden clarity, as if he were truly insignificant to this world.
He didn't need to feel that he could become so great that he could hold up the sun, nor did he need to constantly worry that the sun would one day stop shining on him; he needed to acknowledge his own insignificance and reality, to admit that he craved the radiance of the light, to admit that everything he did was just to have the chance to experience such a moment..
The chance to wait for the sunrise with them, while his lens once again recorded such a beautiful and meaningful moment.
Andrew couldn't help but laugh; although he was exhausted, it felt as if he had truly been recharged.