THE RED WIDOW// peter parker x reader

SEVENTEEN

The room peter was staying at started to feel more like his own. He had his own closet with new clothes he got and some suits Sam and Noah made for him. He had a small place for training in the corner of his room with some small weights he heard Josh stole from the local GYM.
He had a desk and a chair and the surprisingly most comfortable bed.
Under his fluffy pillows, he kept a notebook hidden. A Star Wars themed notebook he got from Aiden.
In that notebook, he kept details on all of you, from names and ages to personal details about your personality.
He wrote how easily distracted Noah is by a good pair of shoes and how Josh would sell a kidney for a good pair of tits. How Sam has OCD and jojo is too much of a perfectionist.
How Caleb would do anything you say no matter what and Tommy would help anyone in need, no matter what.
He noticed how much you truly cared for everyone, even though you can not physically have emotions, they're your soft spot.

He felt like the biggest dick in the world.
He knew he was the biggest dick in the world.
He betrayed people who helped him. Who treated him with such care and never judged him. Who took him to their own home when he was in need. Allegedly.

Fuck his fucking life.

He fell asleep crying once from how deeply bad he felt.
It was the night you first told him about your past.
He never felt more like a shitty traitor in his life.

Yet, he still remembered to write about the day he had, and the training program you put him through.

Just when he finished writing down the last sentence he heard a knock on the door.
The notebook almost flew out of his hand when he shoved it quickly under his pillow and ran to open the door, hoping his face won't turn him in.

In front of him, was jojo, with what peter knew was her disgusted look.
"I don't what to know what you were doing but the after talk is on the next 5 so," she nudged her head back, not waiting for Peter to respond or follow her and quickly left.

Taking in a deep breath, Peter readjusted his mind before walking out of his room and down the hall to the living room.
Everyone was already there, half sitting on the floor and the rest all over the couch.
He quietly sat down on the floor next to Caleb who nudged him gently "you better listen up if you wanna come the next time too".

The second you walked to stand in front of the TV, the whole room went dead silent.
"So, does anyone has any complaints about yesterday?"

No one responded. Of course.

"Did eveyone have fun?"

Everyone nodded. 

Peter found it very entertaining.

"Lily do you want to tell Peter why we're doing what we're doing?" You asked her softly, knowing it's better to just offer her the explaining position rather than her bursting in mid sentence.

And to no one's surprise, Lily jumped on the opportunity.
And on Peter.
"So, basically, because some people don't really have good mommy's and daddy's like Josh and Noah and Sam and Jojo and some don't have mommy's and daddy's at all like me and Aiden and Caleb and Tommy and y/n, we go to give them presents and treats to make them happy!" Lily had a habit of talking so fast her words almost mushed together, but peter sat there with a soft patient smile, his hands resting next to him on the floor as she talks. "And then- and then we get to play with them for how long we like! Sometimes they can be asshats though"

"Hey! Watch your words Lilian" Tommy pointed at her, making her groan and fall back to her back dramatically.

"I said hat!!"

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Peter moved his leg over Noah's head swiftly before jumping up in the air and kicking him straight up in the chest, causing him to fall back down with a shameful groan. Peter scrunched up his face after he landed and saw the results of his show off, leaning down quickly to offer him a helping hand.
"Sorry"

"Man I hate it when you learn fast" Noah shook his head and laughed softly, standing up without Peter's help and twirled around himself "all new newbie boy".

Peter did learn fast.
Surprisingly fast.

Yeah Peter knew how to fight good, of course, he had to.
But that's was with his suit. His spiderman suit.
Now, he had to learn to use his abilities to his own advantage without the extra help. He had how to punch without K.A.R.E.N telling him the exact force he should use, he had to pin down people without his webs and with his actual strength.

He was proud to say he's doing pretty good.

"Well I do have a different biology system" Peter joked back, grabbing his water from the floor to take a sip.
Noah responded with a nod and a pointed finger, dropping back down to lay on the floor right next to where Josh was standing, grabbing his leg sneakily and pulling it, making him fall straight to his face.

"You son of a-"

But Josh didn't get to finish his sentence when Lily walked into the room.

"Son of your own mother" josh grumbled, pushing himself up just enough to kick Noah's side.

"Mother RuPaul-" he said, getting up before sprinting away from Josh, already knowing it's gonna end up like this.

Peter shook his head with a small smile, dropping the bottle down to the floor before rolling his head back, shaking his hands to prepare himself for another session.

"Bend your knees a bit" you said, standing behind peter, who was just about to throw a punch. "Straight shoulders, thumbs are out of the fist and no-" you started slowly, moving before peter, making his eyes open a bit in shock. You moved a leg behind his, pulling it towards you, making him crash on his back while you lock him down with a knee above his throat "distractions."

Peter was so overwhelmed from what happened that he didn't notice the heat that ran up his cheeks or how Sam gave him thumbs up with a cheeky smirk.

"There's children in here!" Noah gasped dramatically, grabbing Lily and covering her eyes, making her giggle.

You looked around you at the people who were unfortunately your family, rolling your eyes at their stupidity.
You moved your leg slowly off peter, what a waste of good arms with such an airhead mind.
"Back to training. And get your heads out of your asses! Get back to work" you said with a threatening finger pointing at Josh and Noah who were raising their hands up in defeat.

Timon and pumba. Pain and suffer.
Thing one and thing two.
Clowns.

"Ha! Y/n said ass!!"