Copycat & The Spider-Man (Marvel Fem!OC)

Spring.

"He's heading north!"

"I see him! Thank you, Cat!"

"You need help?"

"I got it, keep your distance!"

"I need to finish my essay and it's already eleven..."

"You can go!" She heard the distinct sound of someone being kicked to the ground. "See you tomorrow!"

The girl returned to Pietro's apartment shivering a little, it was still a cold winter night and her suit had a heater, but she didn't use it often cause Tony's warning had done its work and she was afraid she would break it too soon.

Pietro wasn't home yet, so it was just her in the apartment. She and the stray cats would somehow always find their way to her room. She put on music to ignore the quiet mews of the creatures outside her window and got to work. Barely ten minutes in, just when her essay was making sense to her, she heard a loud tapping.

"C'mon, if you're gonna hang out here at least don't interrupt me!" She huffed.

But then the tapping turned into firm knocks, she gave a start and look over her shoulder: Peter was crouching on the fire escape, he had a bloodstain on his suit.

"Pete!"

C.C. rushed to the window, Peter stumbled into her room and she helped him take off the upper part of his suit, he had a deep cut on his shoulder blade. 

"How did that happen?" She winced. "It looks bad..."

"I didn't want to worry May," He raised his voice when she went to the bathroom, "you know how much she hates it when I go home covered in bruises..."

"Friday?"

"I don't detect any substantial injuries. Mr. Parker has a cut on his shoulder."

"Thank you," C.C. stood behind him and started to clean the wound. "Care to explain?"

"I was running after the guy," He groaned. "I slipped on a patch of ice and I scratched my back on the edge of a dumpster."

"Did you at least stop him?"

"Of course," Peter hissed. "A cut's not gonna stop me... but once I was done a police officer pointed out I was bleeding. I mean I could feel it wasn't serious, but I bled a lot at first, so I came here cause you don't freak out as much as May does, also you know how to get rid of blood when it gets on your clothes..."

"I should put something over to stop it from opening while you're tossing in bed through the night..." She scowled. "I shouldn't have left you alone."

"Hey, hey, don't say that," He tilted his head upwards to look at her. "This wasn't your fault, okay? I had a clumsy moment. Even if it were, I would let Hulk stomp me just so you could be safe in your room finishing your homework."

C.C. sat next to him and cupped his cheek. "That's sweet, Peter. Turn around so I can patch you up nicely."

"Yeah, sorry," He complained when C.C. poured rubbing alcohol on his skin. "Do it with love!"

"I am doing it with love," She laughed. "Tough love."

"Well how about using puppy love?" Her boyfriend joked. "That might hurt less..."

"I'll give you a kiss afterward, is that better?"

"What about a kiss now, and one after you're done?"

He locked eyes with her, wriggling his eyebrows playfully. C.C. snorted and gently pushed him to sit straight. 

"Don't move..." She tried, but in the end, she ended up laughing again. "You've fought the winter soldier but a patch of ice manages to make you bleed!"