Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- He's back

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Peter was like a ghost. He had no prior social media presence until I met him. 3 days after I met him, he had an instagram with maybe 3 images. His reason? Broken phone that hadn't been replaced.

I learned everything about him after 6 months of friendship, and now, we were 3 months into our relationship.

He had no known friends or family. It's like he didn't exit until I met him. One thing I was curious about was his extraordinary knowledge with Science. He managed to help me finish my last year of school with Science being my top subject.

One thing I had never expected was for him to be Spider-Man. I mean, they had similarities, but coming home to our apartment one night to find Spider-Man's outfit in the laundry basket, I was shocked. He explained everything with Mysterio, and the whole misunderstanding.
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After a long day of work, all I wanted was to sit on my couch while I chugged a large coffee that I had picked up from mine and Peter's favourite coffee shop.

Getting up the stairs to the 3rd floor apartment, I fumbled through my purse, desperately wanting to remove my shoes that had been connected to my feet since 5:30 am. It was now 4:45 pm.

Just to clarify, I'm a resident nurse. Funny, considering I'm the one who tends to Peter's injuries after every patrol.

Pushing the key into the lock, I jiggled it a little before I heard a click, which relaxed me.

Opening the apartment door, I called out to Peter.

"Peter! Coffee's here!" I exclaimed, kicking off my shoes as I shut and locked the door.

Quickly turning around, I barely took my eyes off my coffee. Placing Peter's coffee on the table in front of me, I stopped, seeing a pile of wires, metal objects and a few tools. Lifting my gaze, my heart stopped.

I could feel my hand loosening and becoming light as my coffee fell from my hand. After hearing the coffee cup come into contact with the floor, I jolted out of my trance, finally realising who I was staring out.

"Tony S-Stark..." I stuttered, looking at the legend himself.

"Ah, Ms Y/L/N. Parker warned me that you'd be home soon. How was your shift at the hospital?" He asked, taking a sip of the Whiskey that Peter kept in our "guests" cupboard.

"You know...about where I work?" I asked, shocked.

"Yes. I did my research before coming to see Peter. When I found out about you, I made sure that I knew enough." He smiled.

"Where have you been all this time? It's been 5 years...since you died." I looked at Tony, confused.

"Okay, let's get something straight. I'm not dead. I'm alive and well, as you can clearly see. As for my whereabouts for the past 5 years...well, I've been off the grid. Somewhere no one would look." Tony raised his eyebrows.

"Off the grid?" Peter asked, confused. He kissed my cheek as his "hello" to me.

"Suburbia." He smiled.

"The hell? You've been in a suburb for the past 5 years?" I was shocked.

"Well, let me clarify. I paid a kind family $10,000,000 to keep me hidden. I spent 5 years staying in the barn-house that resides in their backyard. Obviously I converted it a little to make it liveable, but apart from that, they brought me daily updates on the world, as well as weekly groceries." Tony explained.

"You realise that Pepper and Morgan think you're dead? Your wife and kid think that you're dead. You were never once tempted to tell them that you were okay?" Peter was confused.

"Says you, Peter. I heard about the whole debacle with Mysterio and Strange. Now you know how I feel. I "died" the day that Thanos lost. You? Your memories that exist in the world have been erased. You, Peter Parker, haven't been erased, just your actions as Peter Parker, and subsequently, Spider-Man." Tony scoffed.

"You know that he's Spider-Man, right?" Tony looked at me.

"Yes, I know that Peter is Spider-Man. He told me a few months ago." I rolled my eyes.