Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- Happy birthday

A/N: Changed lyrics from Tick Tick Boom's song "30/90".

Y/N
You've been dead for 3 years. To clarify, you have powers that are deadly if put into the wrong hands. Because of your powers, you joined the Avengers to use your powers for good. Your parents disowned you, so the Avengers were really your only family.

3 years ago, HYDRA attempted to kidnap you and use you for their own plans. They intended to turn you into a triple super-soldier, like they had done with both Wanda and Bucky.

So, to protect you, Tony faked your death. When Loki attacked and tried to enslave New York, Tony used the tragedy to fake your death. He faked a death certificate. He told the Avengers and the entire world that you died. Even Peter Parker, the newest Avenger, believed that you died.

You, in fact, had used your powers to turn invisible. From the moment you died, you would never be seen again. You could never become visible unless you knew you were alone.
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This time of the year was the hardest for you. It was your birthday. Every year, the Avengers would throw a mini birthday. Unfortunately, these last few years haven't been so good. The first year you died, the Avengers threw you a memorial birthday party. The second year you died, Laura made a cake that the Avengers enjoyed, but that was it. Last year, Nat wished you a Happy Birthday, and no one else did.

You watched from your camera feeds as no one so much as mentioned your name, let alone wished you a Happy Birthday. As you sighed, trying not to think about today, a knock was heard at your door. You opened it, seeing a box on the floor. You quickly took it inside.

"To Y/N. Happy 20th Birthday. I wish you were with us right now. -Tony." You read as you opened the box, seeing gold bracelet. It had your name engraved on it, but a little message.

Y/N Y/L/N, an Avenger FOREVER

This made you cry. Only Tony seemed to care that it was your birthday. You put on a song that you thought represented your current situation.

"They're singing, "Happy Birthday", you just wanna lay down and cry. Not just another birthday, it's 20/90. Why can't you stay 20, hell, you still feel like you're 19. Turn 20, 2018. Bang! You're dead, what can you do?" You sang, laying on your bed. Your room was on the second floor of the Compound and the last time you checked, everyone else was downstairs going about today as if it was any other day.

PETER
I walked through the Avengers compound, doing my usual business as Tony Stark's intern and as Spider-Man. This time, I was getting equipment for a new addition to Tony's Iron-Man suit.

Needing to pee, I rushed up to the second floor, intending to use Tony's bathroom, as it was the best bathroom in the whole building.

As I walked towards Tony's bedroom, I stopped when I heard a voice.

"They're singing, "Happy Birthday", you just wish you could run away. Who cares about a birthday? But 20/90, hey. Can you be optimistic? You're no longer ingenue. Turn 20, 2018 voom! You're passé. What can you do?" I heard a female voice sing. Moving closer to the door, I listened to the female voice sing more of the song, a song I had never heard of before.

"They're singing, "Happy Birthday", I just wish it all were a dream. It feels much more like Doomsday. Fuck 20/90. Seems like I'm in for a twister, I don't see a rainbow, do you? Turn 20 into 90. Into my hands now. The ball has passed. I want the spoils, but not too fast. The world is calling. It's now or Neverland. Why can't I stay a child forever? What can I do?" The voice sang. Opening up the door that separated me from the voice, I was shocked to see that no one was inside.

"Hello? Is anyone there? I heard your singing. It was angelic. It was amazing." I spoke, confused.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I didn't see anyone behind me, until a girl was revealed.

"Holy shit. You're alive?!" I was shocked. She quickly covered my mouth.

Y/N
"Hello? Is anyone there? I heard your singing. It was angelic. It was amazing." You were so close to him, but he couldn't see you.

You tapped his shoulder, watching as he turned around. He was clearly confused, until you balled your hands into fists and moved your hands down in front of your body, revealing yourself. This was the first time in 3 years that anyone had seen you.

"Holy shit. You're alive?!" The boy, who you suspected was Peter, was shocked. You quickly covered his mouth, hoping that his shock didn't attract anyone else.

"Please be quiet." You begged. He nodded.

"What are you doing up here? You're supposed to be dead." Peter spoke.

"Celebrating my birthday alone, like I have done for the past 3 years." You sighed.

"Happy Birthday Y/N." He smiled, hugging you.

"It's hard. Now that to them, I'm dead, I really see how much they don't care about me. The only person out of everybody that lives here, who actually cared to remember my birthday was Tony. Not even Thor, who used to play video-games with me, remembered that it was my birthday." You sighed.

"Well, you have me. I'll never forget your birthday, now that I know you're alive." Peter smiled as he looked at the bracelet that Tony got you.