Spider-Man Imagines

Join Me And Together | Ned Leeds

requested by awkwardsp_ace

ned is just the absolute cutest and there should be way more imagines for him than there are out there

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You were the only teenager you could see in front of the toy store. Typically that would be embarrassing, but you'd never been embarrassed by your hobbies - collecting action figures, comic books, and Lego sets.

A mother holding her two toddlers scolded her husband beside you. A large man stood on your other side, talking about birthday gifts into his cellphone. Minutes passed and you saw another person walk up to the toy store; a guy around your age, his face buried in his phone.

The lights turned on inside of the toy store. You straightened up, watching the tired looking employee walk to the gate with a key in hand. He glared at you, looking a little annoyed that people would actually show up at eight in the morning to shop for toys.

As soon as the gate was up and the doors unlocked, you rounded around the wall of cash registers and hurried down the pink and white Barbie aisle. At the back of the store was a shelf of Lego sets, everything from superhero to princess to Star Wars. Your eyes scanned for one in particular and - there it was, a shiny yellow box, a picture of Lego versions of Darth Vader and Palpatine on the front - the Death Star.

Brand new, just released last night, and the last one on the shelf. You grinned and stooped down to snatch it. Just as your hands grabbed it, two other hands appeared and held on too.

You looked up to see the teenager from outside. He looked just as surprised to see you as he just stood there, not letting go, his mouth twisted open with words he didn't know how to say.

"Excuse me," you said. "I am sorry-"

Your voice shook slightly, although you willed it not to. You weren't good at talking to people in general, but when it came to guys your brain decided were attractive, you lost the ability to sound coherent at all.

The guy's light brown cheeks were flushed, whether from annoyance or embarrassment, you weren't sure. He wore a grey Star Wars tee over a polo shirt, a royal blue color poking out of the neck.

"My bad," he echoed your apology.

No one moved.

Between the beats of silence, the boy stared at you with dark eyes. Your hand gripped the box tighter and you shifted nervously, feeling awkward but too afraid to let go. If you did, maybe he'd think he'd won. Maybe that's how the winner of this will be determined.

"Um," you said. "I... I need this."

"So do I," he replied.

"Oh. Well..." You pulled a little harder, lifting one shoulder in a half shrug. "I'm sure they have another in the back somewhere-"

"I'm sure they don't," he said, bringing the box closer to him. "If they did, they would have put them out since the store just opened. This is the hottest and lost valuable set of Legos out in the world right now."

"Yeah, I know. That is why I need this. My hand was on it first."

He gave you a pleading look. "I'll give you one hundred for it! Right here, right now!"

"What? No way! This thing goes for way more than a hundred at any other toy store in Queens. This is my only shot at getting this! My paycheck isn't that kind to me."