spiderman imagines (oc & reader)

paparazzi and hiding

*Andrew Garfield*

You and your bestfriend were walking around the city, constantly hearing the sound of a camera.

You looked away as you saw someone starting to video you and Andrew, you clung onto him and stopped walking hiding your face in his jacket.

The moment Andrew noticed the camera he clutched onto his phone and shielded you as he guided the pair of you away from the camera.

But of course this person wasn't going to give up until they had a video of something worth while which would probably give them five minutes of fame.

"Andrew can we get a proper video or photo of you!"

They wouldn't stop pestering him so you gently pulled away from Amdrew but you managed to keep your face hidden "Why won't they leave you alone" by now you had tears running down your cheeks. You hated they constant attention and being close with Andrew meant you couldn't get away from it and it made you feel trapped.

He understood how all the attention made you feel and he hated it when the paparazzi found the pair of you. Andrew always tried to sheild you from them but it didn't always work and it made him feel terrible.

He turned around so your back was facing all the cameras, most of which had literally just turned up and looked down at you with sad eyes "Hey, c'mon I have a friend near. I won't let them get one of your face okay?"

You hummed in response as he guided you away from the cameras and towards a small caffe which you recognised as the place the two of you first met 17 years ago.

The pair of you entered and you pulled away from Andrew to see someone in a uniform closing the shutters and locking the door.

You managed to read his name badge and saw it read : Max.

He led the pair of you into one if the back office rooms, closing the door behind him as he left the two of you in the room with a soft smile.

After about two minutes of just sitting in the room, you started to hear the faint sound of customers and knew Max had reopened the cafe to make it seem you and Andrew has left it the back.

Smart man, how is he friends with Andrew? Wouldn't he loose brain cells because of it? Definitely!

You wiped your cheeks to get rid of the tear stains and pulled your jacket more around you.

"Y/n you're safe now, no more photographs"

"Thanks for that by the way A"

He moved to sit beside you and gently pull you into his arms "Always, I know the way they make you feel and I wouldn't let you feel that for more than you have too"

You rested your head on his shoulder "Wanna get a muffin?"

The two of you laughed as he rubbed your arm and playfully rolled his eyes at you.

You jokingly punched his shoulder and chuckled as he started to tickle you.

He always found a way to cheer you up after your anxiety tried to make you fight back.

Thank god for my bestfriend.