Peter Parker Imagines/Oneshots

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Description: You and Flash are dating, and Spiderman has to come and save you when Flash pushes it too far.

(Ok I know it is very typical, but I like the idea, so I'm gonna write it. Hope you enjoy!)

You swing your backpack off your shoulder and into your locker with a groan, glad to have the ridiculous weight of 7 books off your back. It smacked into your locker with a clatter, making some of your binders tip over.

"Uuuugh," you whine, knowing you were being overly dramatic about the situation, but really not caring.

"Need some help," a familiar voice asks, and you immediatly perk up, turning around to be met with your best friend, Peter Parker.

"Nah I'm good. It's just been a long morning. Also I think the teachers are trying to kill our backs with all of the books they make us carry around. Seriously, this does not promote good posture!" You exclaim, hunching over to prove your point.

"It's not that bad." Peter shrugs, bouncing the backpack on his shouldner for emphasis. You laugh at him, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Well not everyone can sit around binge-watching Star Wars 24/7, and look like they workout five times a week." He blushes at your comment, and you giggle again, turning around to set your binders back up right and to grab your textbooks.

"Hey Penis Parker! How was your weekend? Probably just sat around watching that dumb Space Wars movie again," a voice butts in, and your face drops. Flash Thompson, aka your boyfriend. When he first asked you out, you said yes only because you thought it might help you get over your huge crush on Peter, but if anything, dating Flash has only made you fall for him even more. It didn't take a genius to see how unhappy you were with Flash, but you didn't want to cause a scene with him, so you never brokeup with him.

"Flash knock it off," you turn back to the two boys, your head hung low. Your whole demeanor changed when Flash was around. You werent confident and carefree. You were scared and closed off. Peter had even talked to you about it before, but you just brushed it off, saying you just got shy around Flash.

"Whatever you say babe," he smirks at you, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you in for a long kiss. He tried to take the kiss further, leaning you back against the lockers, but you gently pushed him away.

"Not right now," you whisper shout as he tries to lean back in. He grumbles something inaudible under his breath before leaning in to your ear and whispering, "Fine, but you are gonna owe me later. For making me leave Parker alone, and not letting me kiss you, youre gonna have to pay up."

"Flash Ive already told you I'm not ready for that," you tell him, trying to duck under his arm so you werent pinned against the lockers. "Look I have to get to class." He still wasnt backing away.

"Is something wrong," Peter asks, annoyance in his tone.

"None of your business Penis Parker!" Flash snaps back at Peter, giving you enough time to scoot away from him.

"Peter come on. I'll see you later Flash!" You call out, not bothering to look back at him.

"Hey are you ok? What did he say to you?" Once you were around the corner, he stops you in the middle of the hallway, holding both your shoulders in his strong hands, forcing you to look at him.

"It's nothing. Really. I'm fine." You try to give a fake smile, reaching up to take one of his hands off your shoulder. As you try to let it go, his grip tightens on your hand, and you look up into his deep brown eyes.

"You'd tell me if something was wrong, right?" You hesitate before nodding your head, suddenly unable to hold his strong gaze. You take a small step back, trying to put a little bit of space between you two, and his hands drop back to his sides. He seems almost... Disappointed?