"Sit, Parker," Flash drawls, into the younger boy's ear. The brunet sits down, as he was commanded to, and watches as the shorter of the two sits in front of him. Peter also knew- thanks to his Spider-sense- that there were a two of the bully's goons either side of the table they were sat at.

Flash had taken the two to a café near their school, which had recently opened. The brunet supposed Flash knew there wouldn't be many people, therefore people wouldn't overhear their conversation.

Flash clasps his hands on the table in front of him, and he looks Peter in the eyes. The spider looks back, eyes calculating, wondering what the older boy had brought him there for.

Before Peter could get lost in his thoughts, Flash says, "Let's play a game of Truth or Dare."

"Wha-?" Peter splutters, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Truth or dare. Let's play it," Flash says, rolling his eyes and sighing. "I'll go first. Truth or dare?"

"Uh... Truth?" Peter replies, tilting his head, still confused.

Flash stares at him for a while, before he asks, "How did you know you were Bisexual?"

"Oh, that's easy," Peter giggles, smiling at the before him. He leans back, more relaxed, into his seat. "I had always had feelings for guys, but I never fully understood them, and they weren't strong enough for me to fully accept them. Then one day, I saw this boy." 

Peter rests his chin on his palm, looking out the window that was behind the dark haired boy's head. He smiles dreamily, then looks back at Flash, showing him a bright smile. The Jock's breath hitched at the smile directed at him, a light blush dusting his darker skin, before Peter continues, "He was the first boy I had real feelings for, and from that day, I not only liked girls, but boys too."

"Who was he?" Flash asks, trying to ignore his escalated heartrate, which Peter was confused by. But, he let it go, thinking nothing of it.

Peter smirks and says, "That's not how the game works, Flash. Truth or dare?"

The boy huffs before answering, "Well I'm no girl, unlike you, Penis. I'll do a dare."

"Alright," Peter replies, shrugging at him. He moves his chin from his hand and chews his cheek in thought. He then gets an idea and smiles again, before saying, "I dare you to be nice to everyone in school tomorrow. You can't say anything bad to anyone."

"Wow, you suck at this game, Peter," Flash says, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Peter's eyes widen and he starts spluttering, a light blush rising up his neck. Flash looks up at him, raising an eyebrow at him, and asking him, "What now?"

"Y-you called me by my name!" Peter responds, his blush rushing to his face.

Flash shrugs and says, "Well it's your name, isn't it? So anyone can call you it, including me. Now, truth or dare?"

Peter looks away from Flash, placing his hand over his flushing cheeks, as he mumbles, "Just give me a dare, Flash."

"You asked for it," Flash says as he chuckles, smirking. "I dare you to message your number neighbour."

"So you heard us talking about that in class, huh?" Peter sighs, as he pulls his phone out. 

"Yeah," Flash responds, leaning back and crossing his arms. "I dunno why you think it's such a bad idea. It's highly unlikely for it to be some creep."

Peter looks up at Flash from his phone, giving him a blank look, as he said, "There's still a chance."

Flash smirks and leans forward, saying, "Unless you want to forfeit of course."

"No," Peter says, rolling his eyes. "Whatever, I'll do it."

The dark haired boy's eyes sparkle, and he moves to sit beside the younger. He places an arm around the back of the other's chair and leans closer to Peter, looking at his phone, as the brunet types in his number neighbour's number. Flash gulps at the closeness of the younger boy, wondering why it was having such an effect on him, but he was pulled out of his thoughts by Peter sighing:

"Here goes nothing."

~~~~

Me

Hi, I'm your number neighbour!

[Sent, Thursday 4th October 4:30]