Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- Back from the dead

PETER
Visiting Y/N's grave had become easier since she died. Early on, I'd refuse to go, seeing as it was extremely difficult to even see her name written on a grave-stone. But now, I visit her every Sunday, putting a fresh pile of flowers next to her name.

I sat down, taking a few deep breaths in as I tried not to cry.

"Hey my love. It's Peter. It's been a while since I sat down and chatted with you. I really miss you. May, MJ and Ned miss you. We all miss you. It's been really hard since you died. May stress cooks and she hasn't stopped making your favourite food." Peter explained, feeling cold due to the winter weather.

"I miss you too." I heard Y/N's voice. Sighing, I closed my eyes, knowing that I was hearing things. Y/N couldn't have been talking to me. She is dead.

"Peter. I'm right here." Her voice was louder. It wasn't quiet like it would be if I was just hearing things. She was speaking loud enough that I could hear her.

"Y/N?" I asked, slowly turning around. Looking up, I saw Y/N. She was dressed in the warmest clothes she might've had. Standing up, I couldn't believe that she was standing right there.

"Hi." She smiled, a tear slipping down her cheek. I embraced her in a hug. Letting go, she placed her lips on mine which lead to a very passionate kiss. I had missed her warm embrace and soft lips.

"W-What happened to you?" I asked, confused.

"The explosion at the Brooklyn Bridge got me. I was walking nearby and some parts of cars hit me and knocked me out. I was trapped under different parts of cars for days. I think that I was presumed dead. I lost my memory temporarily..." Y/N explained, walking with me throughout New York.

As she held my hand, I couldn't help but feel weird. She had been dead for 6 months.

"Where were you all this time? I mean, it's been 6 months." I asked, Y/N sighing.

"My dad's ex-girlfriend...she lived near the hospital." Y/N explained, smiling.

"So, your memory was wrecked enough not to remember me, but your memory was in a fine enough shape to remember one of your dad's random ex-girlfriends?" I asked, confused.

How could she remember one of her dad's many exes, but not her own boyfriend?

"The nurses pulled up my medical records and found her number on the list of emergency contacts. After they broke up, I guess he forgot to remove her." Y/N's explanation was plausible.

"I'm sorry. You're back and all I can do is rudely ask you questions..." I quickly apologised, worried that Y/N may have felt upset.

"It's okay. You have questions, and that's fine." She smiled, intertwining her hand with mine.

I wondered how MJ, May and Ned would react. MJ and Y/N had a sisterly bond that no one could break.

May saw Y/N as her own daughter, someone who she could love just as much as she loved me. Funnily enough, I have heard her mention Y/N and me getting married in the future. Even if she wished for that, she'd have to be careful not to ruin our fates.

Ned saw Y/N as his best friend. I even think that maybe they were closer than him and I. Never the less, I felt like they would be happy to have Y/N home, considering she had been lost, but pronounced dead, for over 6 months.