This is my destiny || Spider-Man Male reader in the mcu

Part 1: a sandstorm

Hey how's it's been. It's me Y/n L/n, I'm 23 years old and I'm your friendly neighborhood...you know. I came a long way for being the boy that was bit by spider. It seemed like nothing could go right for me.

And during my time I helped the Avengers out. The first time was in New York and the second time was in Sokovia. And I kind of caused it. I thought if we created Ultron it would protect more people.

But instead we created a monster. We were able to stop him, with the help of the Vision. I was a little skeptical on him first but after a while, I began to trust him. And also Miles is part of the team.

Other than that life's been good. I'm in a relationship with the best woman in the world and have the best people to call friends in the world. There's nothing that can't ruin this.

(only if this sucker knew what I was gonna make him go through:)

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Y/n was asleep after he and the team came back from a mission yesterday. He slowly opened his eyes and let out a yawn. He tried to get up but was pulled down.

"No. You stay." Natasha said holding him tight.

"Come on, babe. You know I got a job to do."

"No, not today. Just in bed with me, please." She said begging him to stay. She stared at him with pleading eyes.

"I can't say no you." He said giving her a kiss. "I'll see if I can have Miles cover for me."

"Yay. I have you to myself." She said playfully. She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest.

"This is nice."

"What is?"

"Not having to work."

"Yeah." To be honest Y/n was exhausted. But he kept being Spider-Man regardless if he was injured or tired. "But as long as I'm fighting side-by-side with you. I'll be happy."

She looked up at him and smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too." He said. They then connected their lips together. As they continued their kiss. Natasha moved her hands on his boxers.

"Let me show you how much, I love you." She said in his ear. Her hand began to move under it.

But before they could continue. Y/n's phone went off. He let out a frustrated sigh and picked up his phone from the night stand. "Hello?"

"Hey, Y/n. I need your help." Miles's voice said through the phone.

"Are you sure this isn't something you can handle?"

"No. Look out the window."

He got up and moved the curtains out the way and saw a huge sandstorm in the city. "Marco, not today." He said annoyed. "Alright I'm on my way." He before hanging up.

He walked over to the closet and took out his suit. But he remembered it was a bit dirtying and damage from last night's mission.