HufflepuffHolland's Writing Collection

Forbidden (Part 2) // Peter Parker

Request: this is part two to Forbidden because I NEEDED a part two goodnight, I hope u enjoy it Warnings: none i don't think!! A little fluff at the end!

Notes: hope u enjoy it :)

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"I'll see you later, mom. I'm going to be late for work!" You secured your bag straps and walked toward the elevator, grabbing your keys on the way. You heard your mom shout out a 'bye' from the other side of the complex as the doors closed. You scrolled through your playlist, trying to find a song to fit your mood when the doors finally opened and you walked to the front door of the complex. You sighed as you saw today's newspaper on the floor, reminding you of the date. It's been about a month and a half since Peter broke up with you and you couldn't say that it didn't affect you. You couldn't help but think that Peter hadn't been telling you everything – especially considering you always caught him looking at you at school, not to mention you had found him following you home to make sure you got there safe once or twice. You tried calling him, texting him, hell, you even tried emailing him, but he never answered so you began to choose the fate of it being completely over.

What you failed to notice, however, was the infamous Spider-Man following you home at night, curving every mugger or potential threat to you. Peter had been miserable, not that he could tell anyone about it. He had tried to convince Tony to talk to Natasha, but that was no help. Tony was a first-hand witness of what being involved with a non-avenger could do to someone – he didn't want you to be Peter's Pepper, so instead he offered him his fatherly advice, a pat on the shoulder and a sympathetic smile.

"Peter, can I talk to you for a second?" Peter had been training at the tower for the past two hours, pausing only this once to look at the captain. He requested F.R.I.D.A.Y. to turn the music off as he took off his boxing gloves. He nodded at Steve and headed over to sit on one of the benches, Steve following him. "How are you doing?" Peter shrugged, not really knowing what to say – Steve and Natasha were pretty close, and Peter didn't know how the captain was reacting to Natasha's decision to keep Peter away from you. "I mean, how are you doing about (Y/N)? You've been in here almost everyday the past month."

"I don't know how I'm supposed to feel."

"Why do you think there's something you're supposed to feel?" Peter shrugged again, sighing.

"I don't know. I just assume since it wasn't my decision to end things, I don't really know how to react. I'm sad, I guess? It's hard, you know? It's like she was ripped away from me, yet she's never too far. Which just hurts more. It just..."

"Sucks?" Peter chuckled a little, looking up to see Steve giving him a comforting smile.

"For lack of better words, yes. It sucks." Steve nodded, putting his hand on Peter's shoulder.

"Is she worth it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, Peter. You and me both know that if worse comes to worst, you wouldn't let anything happen to (Y/N). So, why not fight it? Natasha knows it, too. Having a mom as an avenger isn't too great, either." Peter looked at him in confusion. "There are plenty of people who hate Natasha, no offense to her, but that's just a fact. All I'm saying is it wouldn't be horrible for (Y/N) to have two people who are willing to do anything to keep her out of trouble."

"Won't Natasha be mad at you for telling me how to get her daughter back?" Steve laughed, his head hanging down as he shook it. He lifted his head again, shrugging with a wide smile.

"Like most things, she'll thank me for it later. Now, go get her, Parker."

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"Peter? What are you doing here?" Peter had pulled his suit on in a hurry, slinging his way to your apartment building. He pushed his way past Natasha, noting that he would probably regret that in the very near future.

"I need to talk to (Y/N)."

"What? Peter you're still in your suit, also we had a deal-"

"Natasha, I can't do it."

"Peter?" He and Natasha both looked toward where your voice was coming from, seeing you there with a blank expression on your face. "Can't do what? What are you doing here?" It wasn't until now that you registered what he was wearing. "Are you dressed like Spider-Man for a reason?" Peter walked up to you, ignoring the daggers that Nat was giving him as he took your hands, you hesitated before letting him hold your hands tightly in his.

"(Y/N), I need to tell you something."

"Peter." He looked at Natasha, a warning look on her face. It almost made him back down, but his mind drifted back to Steve and he held his head high. "I should have told you this a long time ago, but I was trying to protect you. This is who I am, and me being Spider-Man was the reason I had to break up with you, your mom was trying to protect you-"

"My mom?" Your hands retreated from his, looking behind him to see your mom standing there, stiffly. "You told Peter to break up with me?"

"Honey,"

"It wasn't her fault," Peter interrupted her, another thing he'd regret later, "she wanted to protect you, I did, too. That's why I didn't fight it, but god, I miss you. And no matter whether we're together or not, I am always going to protect you." You smiled softly at Peter, him returning it. Not that either of you had noticed, but Natasha smiled at you both too. Feeling slightly guilty that she hadn't realized how much you both cared for each other.

"I'm glad that you came over tonight." Your voice wavered a little bit, causing Peter to subconsciously reach his hand up to caress your cheek. "I really miss you." Peter smiled widely, slowly leaning down to kiss you, before you could however, you heard your mother clear her throat.

"I just," Nat shook her head, mumbling 'I can't believe I'm saying this', "I'm sorry. I was wrong." You looked at your mom shocked, knowing how hard it was for your mom to admit defeat. "It would be nice knowing that if I'm ever unavailable to you, that Peter will be there." You smiled slightly, until realization hit you.

"Wait, does that mean you knew each other before I introduced you two?" Peter and Natasha both nodded, giving you a sheepish look. You laughed a little, "I'd be mad if I wasn't so happy that Peter's here." You blushed lightly when Peter winked at you, leaning down and giving you a soft peck. "You owe me so much more, it's been a hell of a month and a half." Peter laughed and pecked you again.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll repay my debt."