𝐌𝐘 𝐔𝐇.. (𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄) 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒

Part 7 - the consolation..?

Sorry for not updating my bnha story, again i can make many different excuses but really i just haven't had much motivation to finish the chapter i have ready. 😔 also this was not looked over so if there is mistakes please tell me

Also this chapter contained mentions of Martinez's dead, a panic attack, mentions of killing and suicide, and then fluff

I will also be basing this panic attack off of the ones i have had on the past so if you have ones that are different... uh.. idk

PETER POV:

JOHN AND I chuckled about a small joke I made about Martinez as we stepped into Y/n's apartment. I snapped my vision forward when John stood practically paralyzed, eyes wide and filled with guilt. Y/n was standing in the living room, pajamas changed to (outfit description). Her foot was tapping in annoyance and her arms were crossed over her chest, her brows pointed down in disappointment.

Once my blue eyes met hers I cringed in on my self a bit from her sharp glare. Smiling sheepishly I started to step forward, speaking like a child who had just gotta caught. But it was in the right place. "Hey.. darling, look... we-we wer-"

"Where were you guys?" She cut me off, one of her eyebrows arching up. Her hands resided onto her hips, letting my eyes roam over her uncovered figure and a small unnoticeable blush rise to my face.

"Store." John blurted out, saving me from my silent staring. "We were at... the store." He paused when he looked over at me, making sure I got the memo that we were lying. It wasn't the best feeling of lying to my darling, but.. we have to do what we can to keep her safe.

"Yes.. we were gonna go to the store to get you a present for letting us stay here with us!" I continued on, my arms still at my sides as Y/n still looked at us with her condescending stare.

Her eyes roamed over both of her figures before settling on my empty hands. "Did you buy one..?" She edged on as she tried to get us to crack under true pressure of continuing to lie.

"I-I.. we couldn't find one good enough..." I muttered, one side my mouth tying to turn to a nervous smile. "We... the mall didn't have one that we thought.. could've lived up to your expectations?" The words came more as a question, my shoulders raising in a shrug.

"I'll ask questions later, I have to go meet with my team.." Y/n let out a sigh before taking her phone from her pocket, tapping the screen  couple times before putting the device to her ear.

Both me and John shared a couple of glances as the ring tone bounded around the room for at least a minute before the line was picked up from the other side. I could hear multiple feminine voices on the other side of the phone, the sounds consisting of loud sobs and yells.

Y/n just stayed quiet as the girls on the other end yelled through the speaker. I could see my love's body stiffen as her project partners started to get to the point to the vent-like call. "Goodbye.." was all she uttered before hanging up from the call. She then turned to us, her face still holding scorn but a bit softer as tears lined her eyes.
"They canceled.. turned out Martinez was... she-" a sob erupted from her throat as her eyes squeezed shut.

I pulled a fake frown and embraced Y/n in my arms, a slight smirk tugging on my lips when she leaned into me and hugged back with limp arms. More cries left her shaking being as Peter came and took one of her hands, taking her to sit on the couch.