Tom Holland imagines

Peter Parker; Cursed

I huff as I continue to draw out the new suit Tony wanted me to make for this new hero, Spiderman. "Spiderman?" I mumble to myself "oh hey I'm spiderman and I have a stupid name and I can't freaking design my own suit" I mock to myself. "That's not nice, you haven't even met him yet" Tong says appearing in the door way, making me jump. "Oh my god! Don't do that, you creep!" I gasp as I turn around, hands up ready to fight, lowering them in embarrassment once I see who it is. "Oh and by the way he's out there, so be nice, Peter! Come in" he shouts as I roll my eyes. I stand up as the flustered teenager walks through the door, only to be met with a sight that completely blew me away. "Parker! Peter Parker?!" I argue "y/n?! What are you doing here?" he asks, shocked. Instead of talking I show him. Lifting every mobile object around me then dropping it back down again. He just stands there, staring at me completely bewildered "holy shit" he whispers to himself, which makes me laugh. "Does that answer your question, Spider-boy" I giggle and turn back around to do my work "spider-man...." he mumbles to himself. "Well, that was unexpected" Tony laughs "now show him around, you know... make him feel... home" he requests then walks out of the room leaving Peter and I together, alone, in silence.

I guided Peter around the very... very, long halls of the stark tower, pointing left, right and centre and things he can and cannot touch. "So, you're telekinetic" he smiles at me "yeah, you can say that" I frown "what do you mean?" he asks "well... me I was made" I cringe at the word made. "The truth is, Tony had taken me in when I was very young and he had trained me in martial arts and a bunch of other crazy defence methods and when he felt the time was ready... he handed me over to some crazy scientist and they injected all these fluids into me, rewired my brain" I explained, I look over at peter, his eye wide with disbelief. "Really?" he asks, his mouth wide open. "No" I laugh "they found me in a sandwich shop in Brooklyn" I giggle at how easy it was to make him think I was so much more than I really was. "Oh...you're still pretty cool" he mumbles. "Nah, I hate my powers... they're almost like a curse, you know" I huff  "and how is that?" he questions "well... most of the time I just can't control it, it's all just too much for me, and I'm afraid that I'll hurt someone" I mumble looking down. "You can learn to, I'll help you, it's not really a curse when you think about it... you just.. got to believe in yourself, thats all" he goes on, I smile, give him a kiss on the cheek and slowly walk off.
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Super super sorry for the late updates, I'm on holidays in france right now and the wifi is as bad as Bella Thornes makeup skills....
- M