Flourish (Peter Parker x Reader)

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Narrator

Beeeeeeeeeeep

"Hey, I'm walking here!"

You cracked a humorous grin as you watched the street become alive below. The air was brisk around you, as the sun had only come up an hour or two ago, but your suit kept you warm as you sat at the edge of your usual building.

Your tailbone was already aching from the solid concrete beneath you but you were adamant to see her again.

A big part of you knew that Tony was right about not feeling better as long as you watched May continue to grieve, but an even bigger part of you was too afraid of moving on. He was your certainty, your clarity, your fight.

He took it all with him. Your fear was bathed with ideations of what you would become if you stopped wondering; What if?

"So what if I spend the rest of my life longing for him?" You spoke aloud and moved your furrowing gaze from the street to the door of the complex. "What exactly am I missing out on?"

You have everything you want and need; Clothes, food, weapons, independence, (video game console if desired), flatscreen, (phone), more and more and more. Yet you feel so entirely empty inside.

The only thing I'm missing is Peter.

You curled your hands into fists in your lap but breathed a sigh of relief as May walked from the door. She slung her auburn hair over her shoulder before descending the stairs and checking on her flowers. There was almost a visible cloud of acceptance around her and you longed to ask how she achieved it.

Over the years, you had contemplated going down and actually talking to her. As far as you knew, she was like a mother to him. If anybody could help you find peace with his absence, it would be her. However, the turmoil it could cause either of you was not worth it. Nobody deserved any more confusion in these times.

You never asked Peter what happened to his mom, but you wish you did. There was no time to learn about him and yourself, or at least that's how it felt. You didn't know his mom, you didn't know your mom, you didn't know May. You didn't know anything.

Five years is a long time to be stuck in place.

May stepped away from her garden and you watched closely as she began to walk down the street. You followed her along the edge of the roof for a little bit until she passed by the building beside you. You had the choice to either follow her and find out what she was doing next, or move along and carry on.

Your heart longed to follow her but the frown on your cheeks deepened along with your heels into the concrete. She passed around a corner and a strange tension fell from your shoulders. You turned around and walked in the other direction, hopping a two foot gap between the buildings and travelling from roof to roof.

For once, you trusted your memory to guide your feet where you were looking to go.

Eventually you reached the end of the buildings and found the top of the ladder, looking around to make sure nobody was around. If you were spotted and someone took a picture, Tony would be on your ass for weeks. You were encouraged to stay out of town to avoid ANYTHING.

The street and sidewalks were empty and you took the opportunity to descend the ladder, quick and easy. As your feet hit the pavement, you spun around and glanced at the large, black metal gates across the road.

'Queens Cemetery'

Your gaze hardened slightly as you crossed the empty road, wondering if what you were doing would just end up being a waste of time. The cement turned into a delicate dirt path as you stepped into the graveyard, looking around at the many headstones.