Time wasn't in our favor - Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield) x reader

Prologue

Soulmates were something that only came by recently. Nevertheless, it was something that Y/N wasn't very fond of, unfortunately.

Hopelessly staring at the spider tattoo on her wrist, Y/N bitterly wrapped her black bandana over it.

After careful observation, scientists declared that upon turning 16, teenagers worldwide would discover a mark on their right wrist: an unremovable symbol identical to one single person in the universe. Those already above the age would miraculously receive it on the same day of establishment. This was also, unfortunately, established during the blip. So many who found their soul mark during that time never found their person. Some thought that their soulmate was dead, until people were resurrected.

It wasn't that Y/N hated her soulmate. She just didn't like the concept of it. To fall in love with somebody just because you knew they were the one, and nothing else. Where's the thrill of knowing uncertainty? Where was the risk? And mostly, the reason she grew bitter about it was: what's to say your feelings for the person were genuine rather than a manifestation of the concept?

This came from Y/N's personal experience, one that she wished she could forget.

She met Peter and Ned two years ago. Being the second most intelligent student in school, she thought they would have had the stereotypical rivalry. However, that wasn't the case. They got along just fine. The two clicked straight away - too quickly, in fact.

That was the beginning of the trio.

It didn't take long for her to realize that the boy was Spiderman, either. After all, the signs were clear as day if anybody had looked into it. Especially with her intelligence, it was bound to happen. From then, the three became even closer, to the point where she saw Peter and Ned as family. This meant that things were all great for Y/N. She was living the life she had always dreamt of: an amazing friend group, a well-paid internship, and good grades.

However, everything went downhill that day, and she remembered every detail.

12th October.

Well, hard to forget, really. It was the "Blip" day, known as the resurrection of those who were victims of Thanos' snap.

Y/N remembered lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. One second, the fan above her was spinning. The next, it was standing still and covered in spider webs. Her bedroom felt a lot dustier, too.

It was strange for her because merely seconds had passed. But something felt wrong, so the girl called out to her parents. However, no replies rang through the house.

An itching feeling took over Y/N's right wrist. She scratched and thought nothing of it until it started to sting. Then Y/N saw it: the tattoo etching on her wrist slowly, forming into something.

Her eyes widened when the formation finished.

"A spider?" she questioned out loud, grimacing at the sound of her scratchy voice.

Just then, she got a text from Ned. Peter's text came a few moments later. She skimmed through them, realizing that the boys were on their way to her house.

"What did you get, Y/N?" Y/N screamed when she heard a voice asking. Upon realizing it was Spiderman on her window, relief took over her.

"Gosh, you have to stop doing that," she complained, fully convinced that she would die from a heart attack caused by Peter someday.

"But "get" what?" the girl asked, slightly confused.

"Your soulmate mark? Apparently, it came about during the five years of me being snapped," Peter took his mask off, climbing fully into her room rather than sitting on the window.