Big Book of One-Shots

Peter Parker #1

Requested by: Anon on Tumblr

Word Count: Approx. 1300

Pairing: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    With Peter, every day had been a dream. He had been the most gentlemanly, loving and just down right perfect boyfriend since day one. Of course the beginning was a bit rocky, but only because the two of you had been really awkward. Once that awkwardness faded, the transition from just friends to more had been a breeze. Dates usually consisted of movie nights in pajamas where kisses were stolen, and sweet nothings were whispered. You had even been voted most likely to get married out of all the couples at school, but that was mainly because you were "attached at the hip" according to some students.

    The last couple months had been different, you hadn't hung out just the two of you in a month, and every time you tried, he made up an excuse. It was like he'd lost all interest in you. He was even distant at school, always zoned out when you tried to chat with him, but you didn't want to bring it up in fear that he would break up with you. It all pointed in that direction, but you didn't care anymore, if he was going to break up with you, he should've just done it, instead of dragging it out. It would only hurt more.

    That's how you ended up here, standing on opposite ends of his room screaming at each other.

    "Peter, if you wanted to break up with me, why didn't you just tell me!" you yelled.

   "Because that isn't what I want (Y/N)!"

   "Then what do you want! Because it seems to me that's exactly what you want!" you yelled before going quiet, "why else would you start avoiding me all of a sudden."

   "Maybe because sometimes I want my own life, and you're too clingy!" he yells, realizing what he said was completely out of anger after he'd already said it. He loved you, he knew that, but the stress of being spider-man had gotten to him. It was the only thing he could focus on, and he hadn't even noticed your feelings until it was too late.

   "Fine Peter, if what you want is some space, i'll give you some. All you had to do was ask." you respond, holding back tears at your frustration.

   He was speechless as you gathered up your coat and purse before opening his door. Turning back to him you send him a small smile, hoping he won't see how hurt you really are.

   "Bye Peter" you say, stepping out of his room and closing the door behind you. From there, you rush out to the front hall of the apartment and leave the apartment. You make it to the sidewalk before the tears begin to fall, and when they come, they turn into quiet sobs as you make your way home.

   As you walk, memories of Peter and you rush through your brain, as you passed your favourite pizza place, you remember your first date. He had tried to be romantic by taking you to an expensive french restaurant, but as soon as you guys read over the menu, you decided to bail.

   You went to the little pizza place on the corner of Peter's street, all dressed up, everyone looking at you two like you were crazy, but that only made it all the more fun. You guys laughed and talked until close, both your mom and aunt May texting you guys like crazy. When you realized how late it was, you told him that he should get home as quick as he could, but he insisted on walking you home, and you shared your first kiss on the stairs to your building. The entire thing seemed like it came right out of a cheesy romance novel, but it had been the best night for the both of you.

   Distracted by your sorrow, you didn't hear the footsteps coming up behind you until it was too late, and you were pushed to the ground. As you fell, both of your knees scraped against the pavement, rocks digging into your palms as you tried to catch yourself. Failing, your face hits the pavement abruptly, causing a jarring pain in your head. Your vision was blurry as you slowly turned your body over to face your attacker, a dark figure coming closer to you, and as your vision cleared you came face to face with him. A malicious smirk spread across the man's face, an angry red scar across his left cheek criss crossing with the wrinkles around his eye, and emerald green eyes that looked anything but inviting. Pushing yourself with your hands, you scrabble backwards on the pavement, hoping that there was someone nearby to help you.

   You backed up until you came in contact with a wall, and your fear began to grow, the man followed you slowly, pulling you up by the front of your jacket as he reached you, his strength greater than an ordinary man. You could feel a lump form in your throat. You were going to die here. You thought.

   "Hey buddy, I wouldn't do that if I were you." a voice sounded from behind him.

   He turned towards the voice, revealing the friendly neighbourhood superhero who was all the talk around here lately Spiderman. He was leaning against the pole of a street light nonchalantly, arms crossed over the emblem on his chest.

   "Yeah, and who's going to stop me shrimp?" the man asked, still grasping your coat tightly.

   Without answering, a web shot from Spiderman's wrist, wrapping itself around the man's hand that wasn't attached to you and sticking him to the wall behind you. Walking towards you, the masked vigilante pulled you free of the grip holding your coat before webbing up the guys other hand. Turning towards the street, he pulled out his phone before calling 911.

   Coming out of your shock and fear, the voice begins to sound familiar to you, that's when you notice the case on the phone. Its covered in dorky stickers, including one for your school's debate team, and that's when you realize it. Rushing forward, you pull the suited boy into a hug from behind, hands wrapped around his waist and forehead rested against his shoulder.

   "You figured it out, didn't you?" Peter asks, resting his hands on yours settled on his waist.

   All you can do is nod, still scared from the night's events. You can feel him sigh deeply as he turns in your arms, resting his hands on your hips.

   "This isn't how I wanted you to find out," he speaks with a sniffle, reaching his right hand up to slowly peel the bottom half of his mask up, not wanting to reveal his identity to the man that attacked you.

   "I don't care, I'm just glad I know. I'm so sorry for how I acted, if I had've known, I would've acted differently." you spoke, tears in your eyes.

   "No, none of this was your fault," he spoke softly, holding your cheeks in his hands and looking down at you through the eyes of his suit, "I should've told you a long time ago, and I definitely do not want space, because...well because I am absolutely in love with you and I can't get enough of being around you."

   That caused you to smile up at him in sheer joy of hearing those words coming from him after the events of the last month. That's when you heard the sirens, both your eyes and the eyes of the suit widening in realization.

   "Okay, I really love you too, but we gotta get out of here" you state with a laugh.

   Pulling you to his side he shoots webs at the nearest building and the two of you web out of the are, once again attached at the hip.