THE RED WIDOW// peter parker x reader

EIGHTEEN

Peter's birthday came faster than he expected.
One second he's going on a mission to take down the most dangerous people on earth and the other he's in their home, eating sushi and singing Disney songs.

And even though he can't complain about the treatment he's getting from the people he's planning on taking down, he couldn't help but think about his old life. His real life.
His tradition with May he had for years, even before Ben passed away.
Each birthday they went out to check out a new restaurant in town, with time, Ned and MJ joined the two.
When Peter joined the Avengers, and after everyone knew who his other persona was, they went to the towers to celebrate with whoever was there.

Peter loved birthdays.

Yet he knew this year us gonna be different. Very different.

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"Do you have anything or you're just useless?" May sighed as she sat down on the leather sofa in Tony's office, rubbing her temple.

"Listen, we let the kid go there.  He can do it. I hope," Tony knew peter would do anything to make him proud, though he is getting worried about how long it's taking. It's been two months since he left, and he's been off the streets according to Miles and the local security cameras. Yet nothing, Peter disappeared completely.
Both he and Nick were assuming it would take a while but not that long.
He took a long sip from his neat whiskey and got up from his chair, slowly walking to the door "Listen, I know he's your kid, but I know he can do it."

After Tony left May stole one of his fancy pens out of anger, just to piss him off and left the towers to her apartment.

She was just about to step on the front carpet when she noticed a small in envelope placed there, nothing on it except "for May Parker- confidential information"
She leaned down to pick it up, frowning in confusion as she turned it around, looking for more information from who it came from.
She frowned slightly and shoved her hand into her bag, taking out the keys to unlock her apartment, her eyes not leaving the brown paper envelope.

When she got in, she threw her bag on the closest chair and went down to sit on the chair next to the round table.

She took in a deep breath before opening it.

' dear Mrs. Parker. This importation is highly secretive and private, therefore, for your eyes only.
We will find out if it wasn't.

We expect to see you at Harlem cemetery in Manhattan, where your husband's grave is, on August 10th, 17:45 exact.
Bring a bag with:
A picture of your family,
Flowers,
Letters from- Ned leeds and Michele Jones Watson and yourself for Peter Benjamin Parker.

We expect you to come ALONE.

If you won't do as we say and keep both of the letter and our meeting to yourself, there will be consequences.

G. '

May's heart dropped.
It's a sign.
It's a sign that Peter's alive.

She quickly pulled out her phone to call Happy but stopped just as quick, the words "there will be consequences" flash through her mind.
She wiped a small tear from her cheek and opened her massages app instead, sending both Ned and MJ a text, asking them to write a birthday note for peter and bring it to her as soon as they can.

Only then, and after she re-read the letter, questions started to fill her mind.
Who are 'they?'
Who do they know where she lives?
Why would they want her at Ben's grave? And on Peter's birthday?
What are the consequences?
Is she going to die?