Y/n's POV:
Spidey was swinging me from rooftop to rooftop when I spotted a commotion on the ground below. Dropping us down in front of a shop, there were 8 masked people inside, trying to steal everything in sight. Slowly opening the door (whose lock had already been picked) we split up, I took the left side while he took the right.
Creeping up behind the first person, I reached around their neck and cut off their air until they fell backward. Before their accomplice turned around and tried to stab me with a knife. Fun. This guy was around 6'3" and had taken off his mask.
I kicked him in the side and tried to knock out his feet from underneath him but he grabbed my foot and whacked me onto the floor. Slowly, I got up and prepared to punch him again, but not before he cut my arm with his knife. Shit. Luckily for me, Spidey had taken down the other 6 guys and took him down for me.
Sat on our favorite rooftop, we got to talking. "So, how long have you been doing this whole ... Spidey business?" I asked as he chuckled.
"Quite a while, you?"
"Maybe a year or two? But I have to ask how you got your suit, it's awesome!"
"I have contacts at Stark Industries, I might be able to get you one if you want?" I looked at him in awe,
"Really?" he nodded "OMG thanks!" I threw my arms around him in a hug and he laughed. I didn't know who he was, but sometimes it felt like Spidey was my best friend.
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I Need a Hero | Peter Parker x Reader | Wrong Number
RomanceY/n is a vigilante living in Queens, she likes to fight for others because when she's at home she can't fight her abusive father. One day she tries to message her friend for help when she is injured but in her panic, she types in the wrong number. T...
