Peter Parker (Tom Holland) imagines

trick

y/n pov:

"Come on Y/N you got this!" Peter shoutedz

I shot him a dirty look.

"It's really not that hard, watch," he said, running and flipping three times, the move I was trying to master.

"Says Spider-boy," I grumbled.

I ran and jumped, attempting to flip but landing on my bum.

Oh, here's a bit of backstory: I'm the best shooter in the country, world maybe. As Hawkeye's daughter, he wasn't happy when I had better skills with a gun then a bow and arrow. But he grew to love it. He realized that I had his talent, just with a gun.

My skill with a gun are comparable to Hawkeye's with a bow and arrow, Black Widow with her Martial Arts, Captain with his Shield, Thor with his hammer, Iron Man with his suit and Spiderman with his suit and webshooters.

Now, came the hard part of my training, being able to fight without a gun, training to do other things.

"Y/N just try one more time," Peter said.

I looked at him.

I got up and wakes to where I was supposed to start, running and jumping and attempting to flip- I flipped, but I landing on my butt.

Sweat covered my body.

"I need to do something else," I groaned, walking over and getting my water.

While I was over there I pulled my tank top off, so I was just in a sports bra and shorts.

I went over to the mats again and practiced the martial arts training Natasha gave me.

I hand grabbed my wrist and I looked and saw Peter.

"Y/N you need to try-"

I shook my head.

"Come on Y/N! You have so many moves perfected, if you get this you'll be able to stay working on the trampoline and stuff. At least try to get this, please?"

"I've tried, Peter. My body is exhausted. Not all of us get bit by radioactive spiders then all of a sudden are in super amazing shape, okay? I got hired not even three months ago and have been working my ass off every day in training. I'm still not proud of my body because the fat I have from sitting around is still there. I'm tired and I don't want to try the move. My training isn't even halfway done and I need a break. I've worked for 2 months with Natasha to perfect my Martial Arts and now I'm working with you for gymnastics and stuff I can use to avoid getting hit with something. 2 months after that I'm working on building my endurance with Scott. 2 months after that it's my strength with Steve. Thats over half of a year of training, Peter. Half of a year! I'm tired. I'm done for the day. My whole body is aching and I can't do the move. You wouldn't understand, because your Peter Parker. Your Spiderman. You got hit by a spider and all of a sudden you can do all of these tricks and climb walls. Well guess what? I can't do that! I wasn't but by a spider! I have to train to get to the level I want to be at. So, I'm going back to my room," I explained, grabbing my towel, water and tank top.

"Y/N wait I-" he started.

"Give it a rest, Peter," I snapped.

I walked out of the huge training area and went up into my room to shower. When I was done, I turned the water on for my jacuzzi tub and let the hot water fill up to the place I wanted it to be, then added my favorite Lush bath bomb.