A Sunday Kind of Love- a Peter Parker x Reader story

Chapter 6

Y/n's POV:

I fall to the ground again, panting like a dog. "Come on Y/n get up." Sam says.
"N-no I'm good I think I'm just gonna stay here." I pat the ground and curl up into a ball.

I got to the training room late and Steve, Sam, and Nat were all waiting for me.
"Good you're here. Y/n, Tony showed us the recordings of you killing that kid. You seem to have great reflexes and strength. Is there anything else you have that you feel is useful when fighting?" Steve asks and I nod, setting my water down on the ground.

"Yes, maybe. I'm well, I'm sticky." Nat cocked her head to the side.
"I know it sounds weird but-"
"No that's not it, it's just, Parker's sticky too. Can you stick to walls?" She asks.
"No I mean I've never tried to. It's more of a stress thing. When I get nervous, I stick to things but when I calm down, I unstick."
"We can work with that. Anything else?" Sam asks.
"How do I explain this, I can sense something is about to happen before it does. Like, when Kail was about to punch me, I knew it before it happened and was able to block it."
"Well you seem to be having the same advantages as Peter does. He would be the best to help you. Is he here Steve?" Nat asks. He nods and walks out the door to get Peter.
"For now, let's work on other things like defense."

So now that brings me here, gripping my leg on the ground. Sam and Nat were taking turns showing me kicks and punches and all the basics. After that, I attempted to "apply what I've learned" and took turns fighting both of them. I'm too cocky for my own good, and I believed I could fight them easily. It didn't end like I thought it would, and now I'm on the ground.
"Just leave me here to die." I whine.
"Get up, take a break, and then we'll do something else." Nat says. I get up quickly and limp off, trying to make them feel bad for torturing me like this.
"Remember Y/n, it's this or jail." I flip Sam off and he laughs.

After a few minutes of rest, Nat proposes that we work on my sticking abilities. She makes me put my hands to the wall and asks me to tell her things that make me nervous.

"Hmm well I have a huge fear of spiders." Nothing.
" I get nervous when I do something bad at school"
Nothing.
"I'm nervous I will lose my mom like how I lost my dad." I murmur and Nat looks at me sad.
Boom. Sticky

I try to pull my hands off the wall but I can't.
"Ok now try to relax." Sam tells me but I can't. It scares me and I try to pull my hands off the wall. It doesn't work no matter how hard I pull.
"I can't relax with you guys watching me."
For some reason, they begin to laugh.
"Jeez kid you weren't kidding." Sam says as he tries to pull my hand off the wall.
"I think I'm gonna go and get some food. Nat, would you like to join me?" Sam asks and she looks at me hesitantly.
"I think you'll relax quicker if you're alone." Nat says and walks out the door with Sam.

"Wait a second guys hold on." I yell but they're already gone. "Damnit." I try to relax but my hands still won't come off. I groan and yell profanities, hoping that someone will hear me.

"Oh shoot. Here let me help you." I hear from behind me. I turn around to see a boy my age with curly brown hair that I can't take my eyes off of. He walks close to me and he looks as anxious as I am.

He looks at me with his caramel brown eyes and my heart skips a beat.

What the hell?

He looks at me nervously and says, "may I?" He puts his hand forward, signaling that he wants to put his hand on mine. I nod and he puts a hand on my wrist.
"Ok. Close your eyes and breathe. Don't think of anything j-just focus on my voice." I do what he tells me and my hands immediately come off.
"Ugh thank you so much I was about to pass out." I tell him and he smiles. God. I realize his hand is still on my wrist and I blush.
"Oh sorry." He murmurs. I take a full evaluation of him. Brown hair and eyes, nice smile, blue sweatshirt, khakis, muscular arms, but a nervous demeanor. He clears his throat and I realize I've been looking at him for too long. Before I can say anything else, Sam, Nat and Steve walk in.

"Hey guys." Peter says. The others light up when they see him.
"Peter good to see you. I guess you've met Y/n."  He turns to me and holds out his hand.
"Hi Y/n I'm Peter Parker." I smile and look at his hand.
"Sorry I'm kinda sticky I don't wanna make this handshake awkward."
"Oh y-yeah of course." I laugh a little at how nervous he is and he smiles at me.

God his damn smile.