Avengers Imagines & Preferences

Hero - Peter x Reader

Peter Parker x Y/N Y/L/N
Warnings: Death, kidnapping, mentions of guns and blood, gore?
Word Count: 568 words
POV: second-person

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You would remember that day for the rest of your life. Everyone says your life flashes before your eyes when you're about to die, you wondered if that was the case. Everything moved in slow motion for you.

You were walking home alone and at night. A bad combination already. On top of that, your phone was dead and you weren't familiar with this neighborhood. You gripped your pepper spray tightly and continued walking, keeping a quick pace. You heard footsteps behind you and walked a little faster. The footsteps kept in line with yours, and eventually, you found yourself being grabbed from behind and having something sprayed in your face, causing you to pass out. 

When you awoke you were tied to a chair in an old warehouse. A man with a bird costume stood before you, impatiently waiting for you to wake.

"Ah, you're up. Where is he?" You heard the man ask.

"Where is who?" You asked, still a little groggy.

"Spider-Man."

You laughed. Why would you know where Spider-Man was? You'd never met the hero, all of your knowledge came from your friend Ned and boyfriend Peter.

"Why would I know?"

The man in the bird costume flew towards you and gripped your hair, forcing your head back against the chair.

"Don't play dumb with me little one. You're close to him, and I will get information out of you."

You tried to move your head up, only for it to be slammed down again. You stayed silent, still confused as to what made this psychopath believe you knew Spider-Man. 

"Want to stay silent? Fine."

You were grabbed around your torso and felt yourself being lifted into the air. You held on tightly, not wanting to plummet to the ground. When you landed you were grabbed by your neck and held over the edge of a building. 

"Help!" You yelled. 

Suddenly you found yourself on the flat roof of the building and saw someone facing off the birdman. Spider-Man. You retreated to the corner and watched as they faced off, the hero from Queens eventually defeating Vulture. He ran over to you, looked around, and ripped his mask off.

"Peter?"

"Hey, y/n. Sorry about that guy."

"Wait. You're Spider-Man? Does Ned know? Why didn't you tell me? Does that guy know who I am? How long has this been going on? Is this the Stark Internship? What else are you-"

Peter cut off your rambling with a kiss. You pulled away and smiled.

"I promise I'll answer all of your questions later. For now, we have to-"

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Once in the stomach, once in the leg, once in the heart, once in between the eyes. You screamed as Peter's eyes widened, the light almost immediately fading from them. His blood covered your body as he fell on top of you. The birdman laughed as he slowly died. You held Peter's body, rocking back and forth.

"You can't leave me. You promised you'd tell me about Spider-Man. You promised we'd go to MIT together. You said you'd see if I could meet Mr. Stark through your internship. I promise I'll laugh at your cheesy science jokes. I'll watch Star Wars every day. We can go to the field, I'll even wear that hideous sweater you love so much. Just please come back." You sniffled. (anyone catch the Agent Carter reference?)

It was no use. He was gone.

Spider-Man saved your life.

But Peter Parker saved your heart.

And now,

both were dead.