Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- Arrested

Y/N
Mysterio's death was scary for everyone watching the news. Peter had been awfully silent since the attack.

You sat on your couch, watching as Peter made you both sandwiches.

"I feel so bad for Spider-Man. He must be having a hard time at the moment." You sighed, Peter smiling.

"Yeah, same." He smiled.

A loud knock at the front door scared you.

"Federal agents! Open up!" A stern voice yelled from behind the door, your heart racing.

"Federal agents?" You asked. Peter shrugging his shoulders, you moved Peter from the couch to the window.

"You stay here." You demanded, walking over to the front door. Opening it up, you saw a male with short raven hair standing in front of you, holding up a badge.

"Department of Damage Control. We have a warrant for the arrest of Peter Parker." The man sternly spoke.

"Arrest? Arrest for what?" You asked, confused.

"Get in here, guys." The agent yelled, forcing you out of his way. You watched with horror as Peter was handcuffed and forcefully removed from the apartment.

You weren't handcuffed, but you were led to the building, watching as Peter was dragged in.

"How didn't you know that your own boyfriend was Spider-Man? I mean, that seems to be a very difficult thing to hide." The special agent questioned, confused.

"Peter was very secretive. I want to hope that his reasoning for hiding it was for my safety. I refuse to believe that Peter wouldn't tell me for a good reason." You explained, the special agent revealing Peter in the interrogation room, his worry plastered on his face.

Turning on the sound, you listened to what was happening in the room.

"I didn't kill Quentin Beck. The drones did." Peter tried to defend himself.

"The drones that are yours. I mean, Tony Stark left them in your name before he died, didn't he?" The special agent questioned Peter, who seemed defeated.

"No...well, look...Nick Fury was there the entire time. Just ask him and he can explain everything!" For a moment, you thought Peter had a good defence, a good alibi.

"Nick Fury has been off-planet for the last year." The special agent scoffed.

This was clearly news to Peter.

"What?" Peter asked, confused.

If Nick hadn't been on Earth for the last year like Peter thought, than who was with Peter?

Against the better judgement of the special agent, you were allowed into Peter's interrogation room, a smile on his face.

"Y/N! Oh my god. Are you okay?" Peter asked. He couldn't hug you, as he was still handcuffed.

"I'm fine. How are you?" You asked. You weren't sure if you trusted Peter.

"I'm okay." He knew that you had been told. He knew that they told you about him being Spider-Man.

"Y/N, look I-" He began, but you stopped him. You held his hand.

"-don't try to explain. I'm not mad." You smiled, Peter confused.

"You're...not mad?" Peter was slightly happy.

"No. I was shocked at first, but then I thought that you might have hid the truth from me to keep me safe." You smiled, Peter sighing.

"I'm so glad that you understand. I would have told you sooner, but my fear that you'd be put in danger became too much for me to handle, so I just didn't tell you. I'm so sorry." Peter apologised.

"It's fine Peter. All I care about now is making sure we both get out of here. You didn't kill Mysterio. I know that, you know that. The only problem is that they don't know that." You gestured to the cameras.

"Don't even think about trying to get out." The special agent spoke over the mic, making Peter roll his eyes.