Something like love | Peter Parker

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"Jesus Peter! What?"

"Your dad said we're going home on Wednesday!"

"Wait that means tomorrows our last day! That sucks. I'm going to miss Germany"

"Yeah I know. I was just starting to enjoy the vacation."

"Same here. But that just means we have to make the most of tomorrow"

"So what should we do?"

"We could go to a movie!" Peter agreed silently

The next day Peter and I woke up at 6am to go see a movie. I didn't normally wake up so early on my birthday but today was our last day so I didn't mind. Plus I never told Peter it was my birthday, growing up I never cared enough to celebrate it so I didn't think it was important. I put on my distressed jeans and white top and sweater, making sure not to forget my bracelet Shuri made me when my dad and I first went to Wakanda. She had added some sort of powerful weapon in each bead. I didn't know what kind, but she said to save it for emergencies. Something terrible always happened on my birthday so I thought I should keep it on until we got home just in case.

For some reason it seemed to have slipped our minds that we were in Germany and they didn't show English films, so we didn't understand a word. Which we found hilarious.

It was so funny to us that we got kicked out of the theater which, coincidently, made us laugh even more. It was so early in the morning that the sun hasn't even risen yet.

"Hey" He said breaking our laughter

"Yessss"

"I bet I could beat you to our bridge"

"I doubt that"

"Oh?"

"You heard me. You don't have a shot in hell of beating me to our bridge"

"And why do you think that? I was bitten by a radioactive spider, I have super speed"

"I was stuck in Stark Tower for 15 year with nothing to do but run on our track. Dad even once let me join a track team, but I out ran them so I joined another, than anoth- that's not the point." I stopped myself, I was starting to sound conceded. "The point is I'm gonna whoop your ass."

"I'll take that bet"

"Your on Parker." I took off sprinting, and quickly arrived. It wasn't far, only a block and a half from the theater and it definitely helped that running came so natural to me. Although, Peter was bitten by a radioactive spider so he was probably just letting me win.

We sat down, like we did every day, and started talking.

"I was talking to Ned yesterday and he said Mr. Harrington has a lot of homework for me. I told you I couldn't come to Germany! See what happens when I listen to you?"

"So what you have a little extra homework? You're in Germany for god sakes! And I thought this trip has been... fun... so far" I smiled rethinking all the things we'd done since we landed.

"It has!! I was just teasing you! I'm sorry for scaring you!"

"It's alright Peter I know you were just teasing don't worry" I reassured him. I interrupted him when I saw a red razor dancing around his chest "Shit!" I yelled throwing myself at him and knocking him off the bridge where we were sitting, onto the pavement.

"What the-"

"Someone was trying to kill you Parker"

"WHAT?"

"Calm down. Just stay calm ok? All we have to do is make it out of here alive and we'll be fine. Just trust me. This isn't the worst thing that's happened on my birthday" we moved behind a parked car and I ducked my head out trying to find who was trying to kill him.

"It's your birthday?" I looked back, his face looked sad, and confused.

"Yup. 17th." I heard a heavy and loud rumble and I whipped my head towards it. The figure had a black mask and glasses on. But the thing that stood out the most about him was his metal arm.

Without thinking another second I took one of the beads from my bracelet and threw it straight at the mystery mans stomach. It hit him hard sending him backwards at a rapid speed, but to my surprise he caught himself. Putting his metal arm on the ground, pulling up the tarmac with it, he stood up walking back towards us he shot at Peter.

"Peter! Oh god are you ok?"

"I think I got shot" he said lifting his hand from his chest, staring at the blood that drenched it.

His hand shook and I took off my sweater, balled it up and pressed on the wound, the white fabric quickly turning red.

"I just need to hold pressure and you should be ok" a tear filled my eye before falling. Peter closed his eyes and took a sharp breath. "Shit Peter no! God ok just don't close your eyes- or you know die" I almost forgot the one thing that could save him.

I threw one more bead at the man, this time catching him off guard it sent him falling on his back. His mask fell off his face spinning on the ground.

"Bucky?" Bucky Barnes. The guy my dad and Steve told be about. They thought he was dead- so did the rest of the world.

"Who the hell is Bucky?" He stood up grabbing his mask and running towards us.

I flipped up the jewel on the top of a ring my dad gave me, and my own version of Mark 49 curled up around me, I grabbed Peter and flew off towards the hotel. We got to my dads workshop, and we went to the infirmary area- I guess he thought something like this would happen- I laid Peter down on a empty metal table. My suit closed back up into my ring and I ran to my dad.

"Dad! You have to help Peter Bucky shot him! I think it might have hit his Aorta." My dad walked over towards Peter and began examining the wound.

"J.A.R.V.I.S. are Peters injuries lethal?" I asked, my voice cracking.

"I regret to inform you Adeline that the bullet did hit Mr. Parker's Aorta and his injuries will most likely be lethal."

I doubled over and fell to the ground. My heart felt like it was going to explode. I couldn't loose Peter. Not now. Not after everything we've been through.

Happy fucking birthday.