(6) The Girl Who Cleaned Your Wound → spider.man

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Person: Spider-Man & a little Peter Parker 

Written: June 4th- June 5th 2021

Warning(s): not much, mentions of deep-cut wounds??

A/N: Hey ya'll! It's been a minute since I've updated and I'm incredibly sorry for that! The last few weeks of school were so hectic and I tried to put all my focus on school. But now that summer vacation has officially started... it's take to make (hopefully) DAILY IMAGINES!! 

You were currently a senior at your High-School that was located in Queens, New York. You wanted to attend Midtown High School, but your parents said to attend another local High-School that was a couple of blocks away from your fairly big house. Your parents were incredibly rich, which could look like a benefit to some, but for you? It meant that you had to exceed all of these expectations your parents had set. You also had to be perfect in every single thing you do. But moving back to the present, you were currently in your bedroom eating your dinner. Your parents were having a little dinner date in the living room downstairs.

You had always felt alone and like nobody was there. You didn't have any friends at school either because they all thought that you were one of those rich snobs. But you were the exact opposite of a snob. You were kind, sweet, and grateful for everything you had. You thought that your parents would be there for you, but all they cared about was your academic life, never your actual self.

You sat on your carpet floor as your back leaned against your bedside. You stared at the wall in front of you, the only light source was an orange light that was being produced from your bedside lamp.

 You stared at the wall in front of you, the only light source was an orange light that was being produced from your bedside lamp

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As you were eating your dinner in quiet peace, there was a loud knock on your window that startled you. Your breath's started to become un-even, was this a burglar coming to rob you?

The knocks became louder and were at a rapid pace. You gulped and placed your plate on your desk and walked up to the window. Your hands were shaking as you were holding a fork in your right hand, ready to defend yourself from a potential threat. As you opened the curtains to look through the window, you were greeted with the familiar red and blue-suited superhero... spider-man. He was incredibly famous throughout the nation. Almost every day, the news would be praising him for keeping everyone safe and protected.

You gasped in shock, spider-man was knocking on your freaking window. You snapped out of your thoughts and quickly opened the window, letting him into your room.

"I-I'm incredibly sorry to barge in here ma'am, but I had to swing by to the closest house" he groaned while holding on to his abdomen. You stayed silent and then observed that there was blood everywhere on his suit and the actual suit itself had small rips everywhere around his arms.

You stopped observing when he had collapsed onto the carpet floor. You became worried, "Oh my god! Wait one minute, I'm going to get the first-aid kit," you say and then rush towards the bathroom that was in your room.

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