Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- Refuge

PETER
When I thought about what would happen if I ignored my homework and only did Spider-Man patrol for an hour on Tuesday, I didn't think that Y/N Y/L/N would show up at my doorstep. But, every day surprises me.

(Yesterday Afternoon- Tuesday)
I got home, tired and hoping that my body wouldn't force me to use my brain for homework. Luckily, when I crashed on my bed, my body relaxed, allowing me to watch videos on my laptop.

Once I was bored, I put on my Spider-Man costume, setting a timer on my phone. From 5:30 - 6:30, I'd be Spider-Man and be a hero, but the moment the timer sounded, I'd go home and relax again.

I stopped 2 robberies and helped an old lady across the street. I swung from rooftop to rooftop, watching the streets below. When my timer sounded, I sat in the shadows and removed my mask, breathing in the fresh air.

Getting back home, I snuck in through my bedroom window, hoping that May would either be too busy watching TV or in her room. Luckily, I walked into the kitchen and noticed a note.

Peter,

I've gone out for dinner with a few F.E.A.S.T workers. I'll be home late. Don't wait up. Dinner is on the stove.

-May

I smiled, knowing that for the next couple of hours, I'd be alone. I started to re-heat dinner, excited when I saw that it was spaghetti. Preparing myself for a delicious meal, I was annoyed when my doorbell rang. Slowly putting the plate down, figuring that it was just a mailman or someone selling something.

I reached the door, opening it with shock. On the floor was Y/N Y/L/N, a girl I had never once interacted with, yet she was on the floor, her hands and legs limp. I checked her pulse, feeling a weak but still active pulse.

"Oh my god." I panicked when she didn't wake up. Her face was covered in blood, cuts and bruises. Her arms were covered in bruises and cuts. Her legs were bruised and bloodied. I ripped off her bloodstained pants, putting a pair of my sweat pants on her, before I changed her top, putting on one of my Science shirts. I changed into Spider-Man, gently picking her up and swinging her directly to the Avengers Compound.

"TONY! BRUCE! NAT! SOMEONE HELP ME!" I yelled, hoping anyone would hear me. I watched as Nat ran to me, confused.

"Parker! What the hell! Who is this? What the hell happened to her?!" Nat asked as Bruce ran over, Tony helping him take her to the medical room.

"Her name is Y/N Y/L/N. She's a girl from my school. We haven't interacted once. As to what happened to her, I don't know. I found her on the floor outside my apartment." I admitted as Nat and I ran to the medical room, watching as Bruce removed her clothing, beginning to help Y/N by cleaning off the blood and stitching up her wounds.

With Tony's help, every cut or laceration on her body was stitched up. Every bruise was on full display, as the blood and other dirt had been cleaned off, preventing an infection.

"Kid, what happened to her? How did you find her?" Tony asked.

"I don't know. Like I said to Nat, I found her on the floor, outside my apartment, barely hanging on." I admitted, sitting near the bed that Y/N rested on.

"Her cuts and lacerations indicate that she was in a fight. Whether that fight was a personal one or instigated by an enemy is unknown. For now, we just need to wait for her to wake up. She's going to be just fine." Bruce spoke, leaving the room.

(Present, Evening- Wednesday)
I watched as Y/N woke up, her eyes opening.

"Where am I? What happened? How long have I been asleep?" She asked very good questions for someone who had been unconscious and then asleep.

"You are in the avengers compound. I found you on the floor unconscious outside my apartment. You've been asleep for about 14 hours." I explained.

"How did I get here?" She asked.

"I found you and called Spider-Man for help. He brought you here and I wanted to stay and make sure you're ok." I smiled, Y/N sighing.

"Well, thank you. I'm Y/N Y/L/N by the way. She introduced herself.

"I'm Peter Parker." I smiled.

"Y/N, what happened before I found you, if you remember?" I asked.

"Something bad happened. I escaped and found your apartment complex. Realising that you lived there, I barely managed to get to your door and ring the bell. Then, it all went black." Y/N explained as she used a nearby mirror to look at the stitches she had. Not wanting to upset her or cause any flashbacks and/or trauma, I left it alone, leaving her to be examined by Bruce.