Marvel One Shots

Peter x Sophia

***Light fluff in this chapter, enjoy!***

I was walking down the streets of New York, on my way home from work at the Yarn Barn. As usual it was slow so I studied almost my entire shift, I really don't want to work there anymore but OzCorp won't take me. The siren of a cop car started up a few miles from me, making the aready loud city even more annoying. There's never a single moment when this city is silent. There's always something

I sigh and pull out my phone, texting my chemistry partner and life long friend Peter about the project that's due in a few days. I wish we were more than friends but there's always something going on with that boy. As I pressed send, a giant man in all black runs out of the alley way I had just walked past, holding a massive handful of cash as if he'd robbed a gas station or something. I gasp and try to dodge him but he barrels into me grabbing my book bag/purse

"Sorry toots." He hollers over his shoulder, stuffing the money into my bag as he continues down the half lit up street

"Asshole!" I yell as I try to run after him to no avail. I continue to run down the street after him before literally running into Peter. I thought for sure we would've fallen to the ground but somehow he held us up. He grabbed my upper arms and looked at me

"Sophia? W-w-what're you doing out so late? And alone?" He asks dropping his arms and look around, covering his chest and pulling his jacket over him. I saw a flash of blue and red, spandex?, under his jacket and raised a brow at him

"I'm uh, walking home from work. Were you at a circus or something? What're you wearing?" I ask and try to move his arms to get a better look. I wouldn't judge him if he was in a circus. I've known this kid since I was 12, he's odd enough to join. But he's also too cute to join. He pushes my hands away

"I-I-I was out uh, for a run. It's that under armor stuff. Keeps you warm ya know?" He makes a bunch of hand gestures trying to distract me but my eyes stay locked with his. I raise another brow, not buying it. We start to walk down the street

"Mhm. Well while you were exercising, I just got robbed. All my notes and, and my wallet, gone." I huff. Peter rubs the back of his neck nervously and I see more of the spandex outfit he's got on under the jacket

"I'm real sorry about that. You're more than welcome to borrow my notes from class. But I've gotta, go run. See you in chemistry!" He sprints off down the street. I open my mouth to protest but he's gone before I form words. He's acting stranger than usual. And that's saying a lot for Peter Parker. So what do I do? I follow him of course! I zip my jacket up all the way and sprint after him

After a few blocks, I see him turn into an alleyway and look around. I hide behind a dumpster and peer around the corner at him. He pulls off his jacket to be in a red and blue spandex suit, and what looked like a watch on each wrist. But it's hard to tell from this distance and in the dark. Then he folds up the jacket and puts it in his backpack. He slides off his jeans to be in nothing but the suit, which didn't leave much to the imagination. Damn he's fine. His muscles almost bulged out of his suit. Then he pulled a mask out of the bag. Now I'm really confused. He slides it on and I step out around the corner

"Peter? What's going on?" I ask. He jumps and looks at me. Then it all clicks with me as I see him better and up close. Spider-Man. He's Spider-Man

"Who- who's Peter? I'm Spider-Man." He stutters, deepening his voice to mask it. I roll my eyes

"I followed you Pete, drop the act. Why didn't you tell me?! This is crazy!" I exclaim, an overwhelming amount of emotions filled me. Shock that my best friend and forever crush is Spider-Man, hormones because that suit shows EVERYTHING, also confusion and a bit of anger he didn't tell me about this. He sighs and rubs the back of his neck nervously and slowly pulls the mask up to reveal his perfect face

"It's dangerous out there and I can't have people I care about like you involved.." He looks everywhere but me. I shake my head and start walking in circles around him biting my thumb nail

"How did this all happen? WHEN did this all happen? Does May know? What're your web shooter thingys made out of? How long has this been going on? Can you walk on walls like they say? How do you-" I ramble on and on a bunch of questions I need to know. He shoots a web at my hip and pulls me towards him so we were pressed together. I stare up at him in wonder and lust

"You ask to many questions.." He near whispers staring down at me, the same expression I have on my face reflects on his

"You don't answer enough of them.." I glance at his lips, then meet his gaze once more. I need answers but right this second, I needed something else even more. He could sense it too. He let out a low chuckle and placed our foreheads together

"It's too dangerous Soph, I can't have friends, family or.." He trails off before beginning again, "they're all weaknesses." He sighs. "If anyone found out.. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you got hurt because of me.." He closes his beautiful eyes. I wrap my arms loosely around his neck and hug him to me

"It's my choice Peter.." I near whisper

He opens his eyes and looks at me for what felt like forever. He was analyzing my face and the emotions behind it. He slowly bit his lip and then shook his head before crashing his lips to mine. Our mouths moved in sync with each others, molding together perfectly. He gripped my waist, pulling me closer to him as one of my hands slid to the back of his neck. Sadly he pulled away from the heated kiss

"I've wanted to do that for so long.." He chuckles. I smile, nodding my agreement. He looks around us briefly, "not to cut this short but, I've got a robber to catch and some notes to retrieve." He smiles at me. I nod and step away

"See you in a bit then? My place?" I ask and bite my thumb nail out of habit. He slides on the mask again

"Promise." He speaks before shooting a web and disappearing into the night

I bite my nail again with a smile playing at my lips and then run home, eager to see him, and to clean my room up a bit for him.