Peter Parker (Tom Holland) imagines

safe

y/n pov:

Smoke. Smoke everywhere. I covered my nose and mouth with my shirt to make it easier to breathe. My eyes burned, and the fire was coming closer to me. I felt the heat. I couldn't get out of my apartment.

The only way out was through the fire escape.

I tried to open the window and it wouldn't work.

"Why aren't you working!" I yelled.

Tears streamed down my face and I heard someone yell,

"STAND BACK AND COVER YOUR FACE AND EYES!"

So I stepped back and covered my face and eyes, looking up. I saw Peter, or Spiderman.

"Take my hand," he said. I grabbed it and pulled me close to him, causing me to wrap my arms around his body.

He placed me on the ground.

"Stay safe, okay?" He said.

I nodded.

He shot a web and was off.

About 5 minutes later, I saw the familiar checkered flannel peeking out under a blue sweater and khakis.

The outfit could only belong to one person. Peter. He looked around, finding Aunt May and hugging her. He looked around again.

"Peter!" I yelled.

"Y/N," he turned around, looking at me.

I ran to him and jumped into his arms, my legs wrapping around his torso, him holding me to his chest. Tightly. I buried my face into his chest, breathing in his scent. In his arms, whether he was Peter or Spiderman, I felt safe.

"I heard what happened. Are you okay?" He asked, acting like he didn't know.

"I'm okay," I said.

"You have a red mark on your arm,"

"I'll be fine,"

"Y/n, you almost died in that fire,"

I picked my head up and looked at him.

"But I didn't. Thanks to you, Peter. I didn't die because you saved me,"

He looked at me.

"B-but what if I didn't you would still be up there, dead for all I know I-I-"

"Peter, wanna know where I feel safest?"

"What?"

"Do you want to know where I feel the safest?"

He nodded.

"I feel safest whenever I'm with you, Peter. When your cracking jokes with me at 3 in the morning or when we're sitting on the couch watching old Disney movies and you hold me when I'm crying because someone died, I feel safest. Whenever you hold me, whether it's a hug or your saving me, I feel safest. I feel safest with everything because of you, Peter,"

He looked at me.

"But you shouldn't, Y/N. You shouldn't feel safest in my arms. Because I'm not always going to be there for you when your not safe and if something happened to you I-"