peter parker imagines

stood up

warnings: mentions of blood

word count: 1,221

prompt: "...why don't you trust me?"

a/n: not my best but I want to update regularly so here you go

You had been sitting in the same spot for the last hour and a half waiting for your boyfriend who had promised to take you out tonight, but of course he didn't show up.

The waitresses had started to give you pity full looks and you were beyond embarrassed. This wasn't the first time peter had stood you up and certainly wouldn't be the last time if you didn't do something about it.

"Excuse me? can I have the check please" you asked the lady that had been serving you that night, but as you began to grab your purse to hand her your credit card she only shook her head rushing out a "it's on the house sweetie" causing to you smile sweetly at her thanking her for what was probably five times before putting on your coat and storming out of the restaurant to Aunt Mays house where you knew Peter would be.

It was a good 15 minute walk from the restaurant you had planned to meet your boyfriend in but you didn't care you just had to know why he had decided to just not show up to something he had planned over a month ago.

As soon as you walked up the steps to Aunt Mays apartment you banged furiously on the door knowing that Aunt May was out of town on a business trip.

Peter was startled to say the least when he heard the bangs coming from downstairs, he had just gotten home and was bleeding pretty bad from his stomach where a huge gash was placed "just a second!" he yelled panic rushing through out his body as he pulled the spider man suit off of him.

"Peter Benjamin Parker you open this damn door right now!" Peter heard you yell from downstairs and his eyes went wide your date he internally groaned knowing he had screwed up badly this time. It had completely slipped his mind that while he was swinging over the streets off New York you had been sitting alone at a restaurant waiting for him to show up.

As soon as he had managed to pry the suit off of him he threw it into his closet and slammed it shut running down the stairs to open the door for you, he hesitated a bit as his hand hovered over the doorknob fearing what might come when he opened the door.

"Peter!" you yelled yet again, and with that he twisted the doorknob and the door flew open.

You walked straight past him not bothering to even glance his way as anger bubbled inside you "I can't believe you! I waited for you at that stupid restaurant for over an hour, and you didn't even fucking show up like you-you promised" you said your voice failing you as you turned back around to face the boy that broke your heart.

"I'm so sorry" was all he could think of in that moment as he turned away from the door so he was now staring directly at you.

You gasped seeing the state he was in. There was a huge gash running along his stomach and he had cuts and scrapes covering his chest.

You slowly walked up to him and covered your mouth with your hands as you felt your lower lip start to tremble and tears cloud your vision seeing the person you loved in such an awful state.

"P-Peter what are-are these?" you managed to choke out, carefully running your fingers over the cuts that covered his chest. "It doesn't matter" he mumbled not allowing his gaze to meet yours as his eyes wondered around the entire room "what do you mean it doesn't matter!? You're obviously hurt now tell me what happened" you yelled-desperate to know who would hurt someone as kind hearted as Peter Parker.

"Y/N it's okay I'm fine" Peter tried to reassure you as he put both hands on your cheeks and made you look up at him. "No you're not look at you!" you said gesturing towards his bruised self "tell me what happened right now Peter or I swear to god I'm walking out that door and not coming back".

Peter was startled at your words, he had no clue what he was going to do. No one knew about him and the last person that did had died because of him, but as he couldn't bare the fact of not having you around he took a deep breath and before he could even think more about it the words came flying out of his mouth "I'm Spider-Man".

You rolled your eyes and walked past him, what an ass you thought. But before your hand could reach the doorknob you heard the sound of web being released and you were quickly pulled back into Peter's body.

He groaned as your body hit his wounded chest but he still wrapped his arms around your waist and held you close to him afraid that if he let go you would disappear.

"You're-you're really him" you said as his chin rested on top of your head "yeah I am" he chuckled nervously carefully pulling back from the hug you two shared so he could move his head to rest against your forehead, he-slowly pressed your mouths together and as he did his heart rate sped up like it normally did every time he touched you.

You responded immediately by wrapping your arms around his neck while his arms went around your waist. You both pulled away shortly after as you remembered the state Peter was in.

"I'm gonna go get the first aid kit" you spoke gently eyes still closed as you leaned your forehead against his. He only nodded, slowly letting his arms drop from your waist and down to his hips.

You ran up the stairs and into his bathroom where you eventually found the first aid kit and got everything you needed out of it and ran with it down the wooden stairs that creaked every time you stepped on them.

Peter was still standing in the same position you had left him in and you sighed walking up to him carefully putting both arms on his shoulder as to lead him towards the couch and as soon as his back hit the soft cushions, you immediately got to work first grabbing a wet towel to clean his injuries.

He winced as you slowly ran the towel over his chest only to have you smile sympathetically at him and give him the I-know-it-hurts-but-please-just-focus-on-me look and he did, his big brown eyes were focused on you as you continued running the towel over his bruised chest.

After that you stitched him up which he did not like but it didn't take to long and was over before he knew it. "Thank you Y/N" he mumbled eyes closed as sweat dripped from his forehead "It's no problem" you smiled as you ran your fingers through Peter's brown locks in a soothing gesture.

"I'm glad you finally know"