Caught In A Web /Peter Parker X Male Reader/

9

It was already half a year since you first arrived. School was fine and all. However you spent your time trying to find the voice.

The voice that must've came somewhere in the astral plane.

And a locator spell is complicated in that realm.

The astral plane cuts the ties from one's old soul and their body. So each and every person there no longer possess the uniqueness from before. It's greatly difficult to find somebody there.

So throughout the year recently you worked on that seal. A seal that is so complicated. You didn't know if you'd even get to actually pull it off.

While you hung around with Peter a lot. So much so you met his aunt.

You hung around with Jared time to time.

And you joined the Decathlon team.

Peter grew am obvious crush on a girl was her name? Wait it was Liz. She was a very nice girl. Very smart and intelligent.

Of course you too developed a crush on Peter.

You couldn't let him know though. He couldn't like you the same. He spent nights talking about how Liz was so cool. Everytime at lunch he constantly started at her.

God you were jealous all right.

You sat on the edge of the sanctum roof. Staring over the greenwich skyline. The beauty of New York was sweet. Nobody else could see it but you.

You were sketching victorian patterns.

Bored out of your mind of course.

You quickly dodged an incoming attack from Peter. Flying out of the way. You finished your sketch turning around to face Peter.

"Crap your fast."

"No you're just slow."

You both laughed. You let your sketchbook fade into the air. Disappearing and reappearing in your room. You landed back on the roof and turned back to face Peter.

"Shouldn't you be on your rounds?"

"Shouldn't you be..."

You looked to him with a laugh.

"You protect New York. And let me protect the multiverse."

"Still can't believe there's a multiverse."

"Yes, now you wouldn't mind helping me out with something."

"Well I've got to make sure everything is alright and.."

"Allow me to try something."

You plucked a feather from a passing pigeon. And used to draw a symbol on your hand.

"Harder to keep a conscious inside of a body when you're in astral projection. Only I know how to do successfully. Although that's just on myself."

You finished the seal looking over to the concerned Peter. You took a few steps forward and he took a few steps back.

"Works on pigeons. However there will be a small little shock."

"Wait, wait, wait!"

He exclaimed loudly. When you pressed your hand against his forehead. Sending his astral form flying but his body stood.

"Travaillez-vous?"

"Oui."

You smiled brightly jumping with joy.

"The spell's complete!"

Peter hovered around you. Poking his head through the astral veil.

"Woah what?"