Peter Parker x Reader

Peter comforting you

TW! (slight) sexual abuse. 

(Clarification: not romanticizing this in any way!!! - This topic was requested to me, if it makes anyone uncomfortable in any way, let me know please, and ill delete this  a.s.a.p.!)

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Where the hell is my metro card?

You rummaged through your bag to find your missing metro card. The amount of things you had in this bag made it harder to find your card, you pushed through notebooks and folders and found nothing. People walked around you, some grumbling at you to watch where you were going. You thought you saw a glimpse of your card when you bumped into someone.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry, sir. I wasn't watching where I was going!" you apologized. You looked up and saw a 30-something man.

"That's quite alright, young lady." He looked you up and down, causing you to instantly feel uncomfortable. You nodded and started to shuffle away from him. You resigned to just buying a ticket from the booth as your card was playing a "Where's Waldo?" with you. You shoved your hands in your coat pockets, feeling your phone in one and loose change in the other. You walked down the street thinking of all the work you had to do once you got home, however, your thoughts had been interrupted when you felt someone walking close behind you. You walked faster in hopes of losing whoever it was, casually looking back to see the pursuer's face, it was the man you had bumped into earlier. Heart racing, you pulled out your phone and sped-dialed your boyfriend, Peter.

"Hello, beautiful." He answered the phone, enthusiastically. Peter had to stay behind in school to pick out some books from the library. God knows, that boy takes his time looking at books about computers so you told him you'd go home and get started with homework. He was hesitant to let you go home alone as New York City wasn't exactly the safest place to be, but you assured him that you would be safe and smart.

"P-Peter." you stuttered, fear slowly overcoming you.

"Y/n? What's wrong? Are you okay?" His voice filled with panic.

"Peter, there's someone following me. I'm scared," you whispered. You heard him curse and open his bag. There was scuffling, and zippers being pulled. you assumed he was changing into his suit.

"Where are you right now?" you looked at your surroundings and saw that you were a few blocks away from school.

"About 5 blocks away from school, near the ice cream place." you heard the sound of wind creating static on the other line as Peter probably swung to your location.

"Okay. Stay there. I'm coming to get you." He hung up, you let out a sigh, standing next to the ice cream place so that Peter could easily see you. You fiddled with your phone to relieve your anxiety.

"That your boyfriend you called?" a voice whispered in your ear, you turned around and saw the same man from a while ago. You frantically looked around for your spandex-clad boyfriend. The man grabbed your wrist hard, enough to leave a bruise, and dragged you to a dark alley, while covering your mouth, disabling you from screaming for help. You attempted to hit him but he simply slammed you against the wall, making you hit your head on the wall. "You're a feisty one." He put his head in the crook of your neck and placed a slimy kiss there as his hands started roaming around your body. You screamed again.

SLAP.

The right side of your face erupted in hot pain.

"You better keep quiet or else you're gonna get it worse." He grumbled. Tears were streaming down your face now. Peter where are you.  you thought. Just as he was about to unbutton your jeans, a web stuck to his hand. He looked at it confused before he was pulled back. He flew straight into the opposite wall. That's when you saw Spider-Man drop down in front of you.

"Man, you must really not get laid a lot if you have to force yourself onto women half your age. It's pathetic, really." Spider-Man approached the man and webbed him to the wall. He was about to walk away when he decided to turn back and punch him square in the mouth. He faced you. "You okay?" you nodded, still pretty shaken up. "I'm going to take you home now, alright." you nodded again. He placed his arm around your waist and the both of you swung off. You placed your head on Peter's shoulder and let the tears flow. Peter opened the window to your bedroom once the both of you reached your house. He gently placed you on the bed and sat in front of you. He took off his mask and suddenly he wasn't a crime-fighting superhero anymore, he was just Peter. your sweet, caring boyfriend who'd do anything for you.

Peter placed his hands on your face and wiped the tears away. He rubbed comforting circles on your skin as he scanned your face for injuries. His thumb brushed your lower lip causing you to flinch.

"What's wrong?" He asked, worriedly.

"H-He slapped me." your voice was barely above a whisper. His usual warm eyes turned hard.

"It's bleeding. I'll get you some ice." He stood up to go to your kitchen, until you grabbed his hand, stopping him from moving.

"Peter, my parents. If they see you-"

"I'll be careful not to get caught." Peter squeezed your hand and left your room. You hugged one of your pillows and leaned back on the headboard. Peter came back a few minutes later with the ice pack and a first aid kit. He saw you curled up with your pillow and sighed. "Come here. Let me fix it."

He sat in the middle of your bed, you crawled a bit to meet him halfway. He cleaned up the wound and placed the ice pack on your lip. After he finished, he gave you a kiss on the forehead. His tenderness made you want to cry all over again, and you did. Peter hugged you hard as you cried into his chest.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. You're okay. He's gone now." He tried to calm you down. He peppered multiple kisses on the top of your head.

"I couldn't get him off of me. His hands were everywhere. I felt so weak, Pete." you said as you wrapped your arms around his torso.

"Shh, shh. It's over. I'm here, y/n. I'm here. You're okay." He combed your hair with his fingers. You both sat there in silence just content with being in each other's arms. Once you could breathe normally again, you pulled back and looked at him. You wanted to thank whoever was up there that they managed to give you this amazing boy that you did not deserve whatsoever.

"What's on your mind, beautiful?" He asked, using one of his many nicknames for you. You ignored his question and just leaned in to give him a long kiss. His lips moved perfectly against yours. Everything always seemed to fade away when you kissed Peter. You put all the emotions you couldn't voice out into the kiss: gratitude, admiration, love. When you pulled apart, the two of you pressed your foreheads against each other.

"I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have you, Spidey," you said, answering his previous question. He chuckled and placed a kiss on your cheek.

"I'm lucky to have you too, you know. You definitely keep my ego at the maximum level." you rolled your eyes smiling. "Ah, there's the smile I love." You put your arms around his neck and placed your forehead against his once more.

"Thank you, Peter."