Flash Fic Title: Cold

Pairing: Spideytorch

Prompt: Cold

Requested by: Traincat

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Spiderman was shivering violently and dripping wet. He'd been blasted into the East River and now could almost feel his body shutting down. That was one bad thing about being part spider, he was cold blooded and extreme cold made him so drowsy and could send him almost into a hibernation.

He was acting on autopilot now and there was only one person he trusted to get him warm. He shivered again his teeth chattering in the cold November wind and knocked loudly on the window in front of him.

Peter blinked blearily as the window was thrown open and he was yanked inside. He shuddered again and shoved himself against Johnny not even caring that he was dripping all over the floor and his friend.

"Whoa heya Petey, what happened? You're drenched and freezing." Johnny immediately got to work grabbing towels and peeling Spidey out of his suit and toweling him dry. His friends lips were frighteningly blue and he was still shuddering. Johnny wasn't always the sharpest tool in the shed but he knew to get him warm asap.

Peter allowed himself to be shoved toward the bed and then down onto it. He was a bit surprised when Johnny piled two blankets on top of him and then stripped down to his boxers and climbed in behind him wrapping him in his arms.

Johnny worked on heating his skin up just enough so that he could cocoon Peter in his head. He stroked Peter's shoulder gently.

"How'd you get all soaked Webby?" He asked softly, reaching for Peter's hands now. Warming them in his.

"Dunked in the East River." Peter murmured softly, he could feel his shivering abating as he armed up.

Johnny sighed and gently cuffed his friend upside the head. "Why didn't you call me Webs for brains? I don't like you out there alone already and now you show up hypothermic and scaring the hell out of me!"

Peter whined low in his throat and fought against Johnny's hold until he could turn himself and snuggled into his friend's chest. He was really really warm and it felt awesome.

"Spider's are cold blooded." He mumbled out snuggling closer and yawned a bit.

The Human Torch felt something in him clench at that and he sighed frustrated as he buried his face in Peter's hair. He adored this stupid idiot although heaven knew why. He stroked Peter's back.

"You've got to stop doing this to me buddy. You're going to put me in an early grave." He said gently, surprised when he got no reply. He looked down and jostled the other teen a bit, "Pete?"

He was asleep. He snorted back a soft laugh. He checked Peter's fingernails and lips. They were normal colored and his friend wasn't shiver at all. Breathing deep and even. Rolling his eyes he decided he'd confess in the morning, after all they were both guys, there was sure to be something awkward rising in the morning.

He fell asleep with a smirk on his face.