The New Girl - Peter Parker X Reader

~Chapter 7~

"What's gone? Something important?" Parker asked.

"Yeah. Look, can we reschedule?" I asked hurriedly, standing up. "Sorry Peter, Talk later? Ok bye."

I shoved him out the door, and he let out a little 'ok?' before I shut the door.

"Y/N, it's going to be fine. You're overreacting."

"Am I though? You know full well what could happen. If he comes for me-"

"I won't let that happen. Ok? Trust me," He said, placing his hands on my shoulders.

"Ok, I trust you," I nodded. "We need to go. Put your suit on, just in case. Under your clothes."

He agreed, and a few seconds later, he was standing back in my living room, ready.

"You have yours on?"

I nodded, and rolled up my sleeve for him to see. 

"Let's go then," He smiled.

I opened the door, to see Peter still standing outside, but this time on the phone.

"Fine, yeah. Ok. Don't worry about it. It's only negative impression for me, but you know, go ahead," He sighed. His back was facing us, so he hadn't seen us yet.

"What was that about? You ok?" I asked him.

"It's nothing," He responded, turning around. Peter sighed, and rubbed his forehead. "Don't you have something to do?"

"Oh, uh, yeah, whoops. Ok, bye!" I called.

"You-" Maximoff started, smirking.

"Shut up, Peter," I cut him off, punching him in the shoulder.

"But the way that you looke-"

"No, no,  I don't know what you're talking about. Come on," I blushed, sneaking another glance at Peter Parker.

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"Logan, I am so sorry."

"Hey, it's ok. I gave it to you because I knew that you would miss everyone, it's not important. It's just a stupid dog tag."

"It was at least important to me, how did they find me?"

"We aren't sure, Y/N," Charles sighed.

Me, Logan, and Peter were in his office, discussing the matter.

"I've already been there, I don't need to go back," I said shakily. "This is a sign, yeah? That they know where I am? How they can get in, so easily."

"It may be, yes. Don't worry, Y/N. With Peter there, he can help you. And I know that Tony Stark has been looking over you as well?"

"Yea, mentoring, kinda. Peter and I were just going to head there. Speaking of, does Hank have any appearance-changing serum? I think his hair gives to much away."

"Logan, can you go ask?" Charles asked him.

"Sure thing. Hang tight, bub."

"Will do," I smiled at him while he walked out of the room.

"So. I think the best we can do right now is nothing. You have Peter, Stark, and everyone here for you, ok?"

"Ok."

"But, we need to know if anything happens."

"Of course. Thank you."

"It's my pleasure."

"We should go, thanks again Professor," Peter smiled, and grabbed my hand.

"No problem, you kleptomaniac."