Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines.

New friends Pt. 1 || PP

Word count: 2 326

Sunsets always were inseparable for you. You loved sitting on a rooftop of your apartment complex and drew something. It could be anything: school hallways, your classmates, friends or just random people from streets.

You didn't know why but while sunsets you drew better than other time of a day. So, music was playing in headphones, the Sun was illuminating your face and you were drawing.

Today's "victim" of your drawing was local superhero, Spiderman. You liked the choreography of his movements, how he swung between New York's buildings, his body. Despite the fact that you had never seen him close, you could clearly see shape of his body in photos which were everywhere in the Internet. Charging by them he had a hot body. Like artist you were impressed by his body and like a girl too.

You drew Spidey swinging above the traffics. To be honest, you wanted to know that feeling, the feeling of flying. When there wasn't any ground under your feet and wind pulling your hair back. In childhood you had dreamt about having wings.

When you almost finished you felt someone's presence. Turning head to the side you saw something red and blue, it made you jump a bit. When you turn around fully you recognized Spiderman.

– You scared the shit out of me! – you screamed.

– Sorry, I didn't mean to, – he raised his hands in defense letting out a chuckle. – Nice drawing, I love it.

– Th-thank you, – you said blushing.

You always got confused when someone saw your drawings, but when the object of it seeing it, you were ready to sink through the floor. And now you're a blushing mess.

– Do you go to art school? – 'What a stupid question! Idiot!'

– No, I don't.

– So, you're very talented.

– Thank you, – a little smile appeared on your face.

– D-do you mind if I-I sit here w-with you? – he stuttered.

– Of course, – you remove your belongings. – Sit down.

– Thanks.

You were salient. Neither of you know what to say or do. You decided to finish the picture.

As it needed just a couple of touches you soon have nothing to do again. After a while your mind was full of questions why Spiderman was sitting with you and much more like this.

You cleared you throat to draw his attention to you and asked:

– Why are you here? – you asked. – Don't get it wrong, I'm just...

– It's ok, – he laughed a bit. – I don't know, I was just swung around here and noticed something interesting, it got me interested, and here I am.

– You said you had noticed, but I hadn't seen you, so you weren't somewhere close to me.

– Yeah... Where are you leading to? – the confusion was heard clearly in his voice.

– How good your eyesight?

– Oh, that... – he sighed with relief 'She hasn't noticed' – It's better than humans' one but not like very good, I mean, I have special lenses here, – he pointed at robotic eyes on his mask.

– So, your suit is high-tech?

– Yep, you can say.

– And everything you do is with a help of technologies, like Iron Man?