Forever and Always

Chapter 14

I sat on the edge of my bed for a while longer before eventually getting my mind to calm down a little. I made sure Y/n was still asleep before grabbing some clothes and walking out of the room. I made my way into the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

I turned on the water for a shower, placing my towels within reaching distance from the shower as I waited for it to warm up. After a few minutes, the water was at the right temperature for me to get in. I hopped in and quickly washed my hair and body.

I got out and dried off before slipping on a gray t-shirt, along with a light blue button down shirt and jeans. I dried my hair as best I could with my towel before throwing it into the hamper and leaving the bathroom, going back into my room to check on Y/n.

When I walked in, she was still fast asleep with her back facing the wall and her face directed towards my door. She was curled up underneath the blankets which were pulled up to her neck.

Should I kiss her forehead? I should kiss her forehead. No, Peter that's weird. Should I? I'm gonna do it.

I walked over to her and brushed the hair from her face before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. I smiled lightly and grabbed my suit from where it was hiding. I went into the bathroom and pulled it on before slipping back into my room, grabbing my bag and sneaking out of my bedroom window, onto the fire escape.

I swung myself to the roof of the apartment building and scoped out the neighborhood. There wasn't anything unusual going on today.

An old elderly lady was walking her dog. There was a long line at the hotdog cart. Mr. Delmar was opening his shop up for the day. Nothing crime related was going on. Well, except for the guy riding his bike extremely fast on the sidewalk and swerving through pedestrians with a purse hanging from his shoulder.

I pulled my mask on and swung off the rooftop, landing in front of the man on the bike and stopping him. I took the purse from him before webbing his hands together and his feet to the ground. I parked the bike in front of a small grocery store and looked around for the owner.

"Hey, is this anybody's bike? No?" I shouted.

A man walked out of the store and gave me a funny look.

"Hey, buddy, is this your bike?" I asked.

He shook his head and walked away. I sighed and grabbed a pen and paper, writing a little note to put on the bike which read:

Is this your bike?
If not, don't steal it!
Spiderman

I placed the note on the handlebars of the bike and grabbed the guy who stole it. I swung him over to the police station and stuck a web to his chest, hanging him from a archway for the police officers to do the rest.

I waited a little bit longer on a different rooftop to see if anyone else felt like being a criminal today. Apparently they didn't.

I swung back to my apartment and landed on the roof before going down the fire escape and slipping back through my window.

I landed on the floor and pulled my mask off as I walked over to my closet to grab some clothes. I pressed the chest of my suit and it loosened.

"Holy shit! You're Spiderman!" Y/n exclaimed.

I whipped around and my suit fell off my body, leaving me in just my underwear and socks.

"Uhhh..no?" I spoke.

"I just saw you in the suit, dumbass!" She laughed.

"Right. Uhhh...yeah. I'm Spiderman."

"No shit."

I stood there awkwardly, waiting for her to say something or to possibly freak out but it never came. Instead, she just sat there and stared at me until May broke the silence.

"I got off work a little early. You guys wanna go get something to eat?" She asked, poking her head in the room.

We nodded.

"I'm guessing she found out?" She asked.

We nodded again. She started to walk away and close the door but she stopped and came back in.

"And Peter, sweetie, put some clothes on." She smiled and walked out.

I dropped my head and remembered that I wasn't wearing anything besides socks and boxers. Was that why Y/n was staring at me or because she just found out I'm a 16 year old superhero in spandex. I rushed over to my closet and pulled on a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans.

Y/n stood up and grabbed an outfit from her bag before walking out of the room and into the bathroom to change. She came back in a few minutes later, wearing a black long sleeved shirt, light jeans, a beanie, and a pair of black combat boots.

She's hiding her arms still. What do I do? Do I tell her I know? Do I tell may? Do I wait for her to tell me on her own? No, I can't just wait around, knowing she might harm herself again. I need to talk to her about those cuts. I'll wait until after dinner.

I smiled at her as I slid on a pair of tennis shoes and got up from where I was sitting. We walked out of the room and met up with May in the living room before walking out of our apartment and getting in her car.