*DISCONTINUED* Just a Small Town Girl (Peter Parker/Spider-Man x Reader)

Clean up.

Once the doors closed we looked at each other and chuckled. This is the man for me.

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     "In a world of locked rooms, the man with a key is king. And honey you should see me in a crown." I was re watching my favorite Sherlock episode. The screen continued to move as I heard a knock on my window. Both Sherl and I lifted our heads and faced the sound. Pausing the tv, I stood up and walked to my window. Suddenly, a masked head came down out of no where. I jumped back in surprise. Once I realized that It was only Peter, I sighed heavily and walked back to the window.

     I opened it and he crawled inside. I soon noticed that his suit was all ripped up. On the legs, the arms, the mask, and even the stomach. He dropped down from the ceiling and stumbled. He tried walking towards me, but instead ungracefully fell onto me. I started to fall backwards, but regained my balance and steadied him. He looked up at me, and a look of despair fell over his face. "What happened?!" I asked worriedly. He sighed deeply.

      "I tried to stop and underground weapons deal. They have been happening all over town. It just seems that this time I couldn't fight against what they had." He explained, putting his hand behind his neck.

     "Oh, Peter." I sighed. "Follow me." I lightly grabbed his shoulder and helped him to the bathroom. I shut the door and I helped him up on the counter. I opened a cabinet and pulled out my first aide kit. I set it next to him, shut the cabinet, and opened the kit. I first pulled out a mini bottle filled with hydrogen peroxide. I grabbed a clean cloth and poured some on it. I dabbed it on the cuts on Peter's head. He winced as it burned. I grabbed the bandages, and patched him up. "Suit off." I demanded.

     "Excuse me?" Peter chuckled.

     "I need to get to your other injuries." I stated with a smirk. He rolled his eyes and hit the spider symbol on his chest. He shrugged the suit off and was left in his boxers. I might have stared a little to long because I was pulled out of my thoughts when he spoke. 

     "See something you like?" I looked back at his face to see a smirk plastered on. I took a deep breath and started back at the cuts on his chest, and eventually his legs. I finished up and gave him a kiss on his forehead, and put away the kit. I walked back over to him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. He flung his around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. But something was different. This kiss, I didn't feel the normal, 'you're awesome kiss.' It felt... more passionate, like a need. I gave back what I was feeling, and heard him groan slightly. He pulled away, and I was breathless. "(y/n), I love you." He said suddenly. 

     I was at a loss for words. Come on! Stop taking so long! SAY SOMETHING. "I, I love you too Peter." He instantly, and I leaned in immediately. This kiss, I knew what it was, it was real, pure, true love.