No Perspective
Peter zips up his dark gray sweater, covering up his Spider-Man suit. He opens the door and looks both ways to see if anyone is coming before turning back to Ned.
"Okay, the glowy thing, it's evidence. Keep it safe, alright?" Peter tells him.
"Okay. Okay." Ned says, picking it up and examining it.
Peter looks down at the tracker hologram on his wrist. "They're moving." He states.
"Be careful." Ned tells him and Peter closes the door.
Y/n's Maximoff
I stand in the hallway near Peter and Ned's room. I know Peter is up to something and I can't let him do it alone.
"They're moving." He says and closes his room door. He turns to face me and has shock written all over his face. I stand in front of him with my arms crossed over my chest and my head tilted. I'm wearing a zip-up sweater with the hood over my head and underneath is my suit.
"Going somewhere?" I ask him.
"Uh-" He swallows. "I was gonna go study in the- uhm... in the business center."
"Mhm. Right, the business center." I say, taking a step closer to him.
"Yeah, cause it-it's quiet down there."
"Mhm, yeah." Our voices overlap as I extend my arm and twisted his wrist up with my magic, revealing a tracking device.
"Oh, studying." I say sarcastically.
Peter takes his hand back and looks away from me.
"Yes. Okay? I'm tracking the guys with the weapons." He admits to me. I stay quiet and cross my arms over my chest again.
"Aren't you gonna try and stop me?" He asks.
I unzip my hoodie, revealing my suit. I'm not happy about this, but I can't let him go alone.
"I know I can't stop you from going, but I can try to keep you from dying in the process." I tell him and zip up my hoodie again.
He has a small smile on his face and nods at me.
"Let's go."
Peter and I stand on top of the hotel, looking through the skylights at our friends who snuck into the pool and are splashing around.
Peter and I put on our masks and his suit lights up.
"Good evening, Peter." A woman's voice says.
"Hello?" Peter calls out.
"Woah, what's happening?" I ask him.
"Congratulations on completing the rigorous Training Wheels Protocol, and gaining access to your suit's full capabilities." It says.
"Ah, thank you." Peter replies.
"You what?" I whisper.
"So, where would you like to take me tonight?" It asks.
"I put a tracker on someone. He's a bad guy." Peter says with his hands on his hips.
"Tracker located." I hear. "Plotting course to intercept target."
"Okay, well as long as we make it back in time for decathlon, it's fine." Peter says and I follow him as we hop onto a moving truck that passes by.
We ride on top of a truck that holds half a dozen cars on top of it. Peter takes my hand as we hold on.
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Spider-Man: Homecoming ft. Reader
FanfictionAfter the Accords, Y/n is navigating her new life without her sister, Wanda. Mr. Stark has asked her to train with her fellow classmate, and spider-man, Peter. They return to their routine lives as high-schoolers until conflict, bad guys, and the ur...
