Spider-Man Imagines

Just Close Enough (part three) | Peter Parker (TH)

hey guys! sorry for my absence, but my aunt came in from out of state and i was busy spending all of my time with them.  and look!!

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also i bought spider-man homecoming a couple of days ago and have watched it several times since :'-) it's so good to be able to watch the fav again

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"A seventy four year old man suffered a heart attack behind the wheel today, causing him to lose control of the vehicle and nearly take away the lives of many bystanders. Luckily, Spider-Man was fast on site. No one was hurt."

Your mother shook her head as she watched the TV. She sipped her coffee and looked at you.

"How horrible," she said, seeing the footage of the car bursting into flames. "How horrible. Honey, promise me that if you ever see something like that going on, you run the other way."

"Yeah," you agreed, nodding. "Yeah, totally."

All I ever do is run, you thought.

She shook her head again. "That Spider-Man..."

"What about him?" you asked.

"He really needs to just leave this kind of stuff to the police," she said.

"But Mom," you started, surprising yourself by defending him right away, "he saved all those people there. If he wasn't nearby, who knows what would have happened."

You thought of how he was quick to grab you, how he cried out in concern, how his arm felt around your waist as he swung you to safety. Your cheeks burned. You looked away to hide it.

"I don't know," she said hastily, getting off the couch. "I just don't know about him."

You watched her leave the room before looking back at the TV. It had been three days since the accident and you hadn't encountered Spider-Man since. You still had his backpack. And you, having dropped your things at the site of the wreck, were also missing your homework.

It's what I get for taking Spider-Man's, you thought.

You gathered your things for school, put Spider-Man's backpack back on your shoulders, and headed out for the day, pausing to find your mom and kiss her goodbye.

                            ...

On your way home from school, you walked the long way home again, cutting through the alley that you had first seen Spider-Man. You took this way every day now in hopes of seeing him again.  Of course, you looked for him, but he wasn't around.