Fire Sparks || Peter Parker x reader DISCONTINUED

4. Daysy

Your pov

I woke up to Peter putting my hair behind my ear and saying "Wake up Y/N" "Umm, why, I wanna sleep", I said really tiredly. "Because there's something I want to do with you", he said holding my face and smiling. "What is it?" I asked. "It's a surprise, now get dressed and I'll come back in a minute", he said and got up and left. I got up and looked in the mirror. My hair was so messy, but I'll get dressed first and deal with it later. I put on grey sweatpants and a black cropped hoodie. Then I brushed my hair and after that Peter came back.

He was wearing his spiderman suit. I looked at him confused, why would he need that. Then he opened my window and came to me. "Hop on my back", Peter, aka the spiderman said. I grabbed my hands around his neck and wrapped my legs on his waist. We jumped out of the window and he was shooting webs. We were flying through the city and I was holding him tight. We got on top of a building. There was a blanket and a basket. Omg so cute he made a picnic for us. I jumped down on my own feet and walked to the blanket Peter right next to me.

We sat down on the blanket and he took his mask off. He grabbed the basket and took plates out. He also took a baguette and some fruits out of there. "So is this a date?" I asked him, smiling. "Yes", he smiled back at me. I took a piece of the baguette, grapes and some apple pieces. We ate and talked for really long. Then we put the food away and layed down cuddling on the blanket.

I turned in my position a bit so I could look at Peter's face. When I laid my eyes on his brown ones, he was already staring at me. I smiled and blushed a little. After a bit I told him that I loved his eyes. Then he pulled me closer and kissed me. He pulled away soon after, so I dived in for a deeper, longer and more passionate kiss. My stomach was filled with the fire sparks. It felt so good to touch him and when he touched me too. I sifted myself on top of him. My legs were on his sides, my hand was in his hair and the other one on his chest. He held my back as we continued kissing. It felt like the whole world disappeared around us, it was just us and just this moment.

Suddenly I felt some heat on my head and upper back. "Ouch!" Peter said and pulled his hand off my back. I sat up on top of him confused by what happened. He looked really confused. "Y/N your hair is on fire!" He told me a bit panicked. I tilted my head a bit so I could see my hair. It was on fire, but it didn't burn or feel hot to me. It was turning a bit red. Then I focused on my hair and turned it off. That was weird, I didn't make that happen. "We should go back", Peter said. "Yeah, let's go", I said as I got up.

"Was that the first time it has happened?" Peter asked me as we got back to my room through my window. And of course he was talking about my hair being on fire. "No, I can lit my hair on fire, just like my whole body. But I didn't lit them, or mean to. I guess I was just really excited that I accidentally lit them on fire", I thought aloud. "Ok", Peter said. He smiled a little so I read his mind. "Damn, so I made her so excited that she lit her hair on fire". Well that is true tho.

Some time later, I was in the living room with Steve, Thor and Natasha. We were just talking and sitting on the couch. Thor said that he was the strongest avenger, but nobody thinks that's true, they think Wanda is the strongest. But I know I'm even stronger, I just don't dare to go all the way and do something so big, I could make a whole building collapse and burn away from existence. I wasn't listening so well anymore, I was deep in my thoughts. But I heard one word that Natasha had said in a sentence. "Daysy". That word seemed so familiar. I felt dizzy, my head started to spin. And then I think I fainted.

"Daysy!", I screamed when I woke up. I remember. I remember my sister. My sister who I killed. That was her name. Everyone was looking at me really concerned. I wasn't on the couch anymore, I was on my bed. I was trying to catch my breath "I, I remembered something", I said after my breath had steadied a bit. "What is it?" Peter asked me. I hadn't noticed him before and when I did, I pulled him into a really tight hug. "Hey, it's ok, whatever it is, we can forget it and leave it to the past", Peter said while he caressed my back. "Do you want to tell us what it is?" Steve asked me. "No. Or maybe just Peter", I said while tears were forming in my eyes. "Ok, let's leave them alone to talk", Steve said and gestured to everyone to leave.

When the door closed I turned my gaze to Peter. He took my hand in his and rubbed it with his thumb, to reassure me. "I had a sister", I said as a tear escaped my eye. Peter wiped it away with his other hand and held my cheek. "And she is dead because of me", I said and bursted completely into tears. Peter pulled me close and held me tightly. "It's ok, it's ok", he kept telling me while I cried on his shoulder. When the crying calmed down a little, I moved my face closer to Peter's neck. It was really warm. I just wanted to stay in his arms for hours.

"So, do you want to tell me how it's your fault?" Peter asked me. "She was one of the people I killed when I was back at hydra. They were really messing with my brain horribly. I was really angry and out of my mind. I killed a lot of people. And I'm a monster", I told him and after finishing I layed back onto the bed. He was quiet for a while and then he said: "It wasn't your fault, it was hydra's fault". "Yea, but still, I killed people, a lot of people. And that makes me a terrible person", I said. "No. Y/N you are an amazing person and you are so nice. Maybe some ice cream would make you feel better", Peter said smiling down at me. My lips turned up a little and I sat up. I lifted my hand up Peter's cheast and placed it behind his neck. Then I pulled him close to kiss him. "I'd love some ice cream", I said and smiled after pulling away from the kiss.

Peter came back to my room with two ice cream bowls. He crawled under the blanket next to me and handed me the other bowl. Vanilla ice cream, my favourite. We just laid very close to each other and ate our ice cream. After eating we put the bowls away and cuddled until we fell asleep.

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We are a murderer tho..
But hey what's your favourite ice cream? :)