Elysian/Peter Parker X Reader

33-Cheating

The two of you sat in the grass by the river, looking up at the trees as they swayed side to side. For once in your life, everything was peaceful. No guns, no orders being yelled, nothing. Just the peaceful whoosh of the river.

You couldn't see the house through the trees, and they couldn't see you, which was a nice surprise; privacy was always appreciated. You suddenly pushed yourself off of the ground and started walking.

"Where you going?" Peter asked, lifting his head to see you walking in front of him.

"Nowhere. Nice double chin" You teased, and he rolled his eyes, putting his head down to rest again.

You spotted a tree directly ahead from you, and got a leg around one of the branches. It had quite a wide trunk, and equally large branches, which made it ideal for climbing. It was an oak tree that stretched quite far up.

"Oh my god. Y/n, please don't die!" Peter exclaimed as he saw your awkward foot placement. He stood up, wiping some dirt off his palms, before staring up at the tree.

"I'm not gonna die! I'll just be seriously injured!" You said, taking another step up the tree.

"I'm coming up, then." Peter said, starting to climb the tree effortlessly

"No! You're cheating!" You exclaimed, trying to hurry so Peter didn't overtake you.

"What? How?" Peter asked jokingly, just as he quickly passed by you

"You're Spiderman! That's an advantage-Referee!"

"Referee rules...no advantage" Peter responded as he almost reached the top of the tree.

"I call biased ref!" You shouted after him, still trying to reach half way and getting gradually more annoyed. Peter had reached the top of the tree and was balanced on a top branch, barely out of breath. You, meanwhile, were panting and huffing, complaining about how unfit you felt compared to Peter. You were definitely more than annoyed when you reached the top of the tree.

"You're cute when you're angry" Peter had said after seeing you.

"Oh, cute? I've got news for you-if cute is angry, I'm motherfucking adorable!" You yelled, watching Peter fall about laughing, clutching a hand over his stomach. You rolled your eyes, skilfully floating over to the branch Peter was on.

"No! You're cheating!" Peter mocked you, making you laugh and push him lightly. He toppled off the branch, making your heart stop, until you heard his laughter from below you.

"Peter! What the hell are you doing?!" You said, clutching your heart, as if trying to get it to start again.

"Nothing...y'know, just livin' on the edge" Peter said, his arms crossed against his upside-down body.

"Shut up, you goof" You laughed, seeing Peter climb back up to his previous position. He smiled back at you cheekily. You smiled back, lying down onto the branch and staring up into the sky.

"How are you, Y/n?" He asked, climbing up to a higher branch and copying your position

"I'm fine, why?" You asked back, wondering if he was about to make the conversation a deep one.

"Just...I heard what happened when you were locked up, that's all."

"Oh. When I didn't talk?"

"Yeah" Peter responded, sighing at the end.

"What did they say about me?" You asked, worried they had said something to make you come off as different to Peter.

"Nothing much. Just how you wouldn't talk, and after my visit you wouldn't do anything. They blamed it on me" Peter said, and you sat up to face him, before swiftly realising that he was above you.

"Do you believe that?" You worriedly asked

"Yes-no...I don't know, Y/n." He sighed, gripping his hair and tugging at it lightly. You sighed at the boy above you, using your abilities to float to where he was resting on his branch.

"Do I sound mute around you, Peter?" You asked him, and he meekly shook his head. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the yell of Clint telling you guys to get back inside.

Of course, you guys rushed back as fast as you could. You made it into a game of 'it', tagging Peter and sprinting off, as he ran quicker to try and catch you. Eventually your giggles got the best of you, making you skid to a halt and pant for air. Peter caught up, barely out of breath, before patting you on the back.

"Tag" He said, but he kept his arm on your back, which was his way of making sure you were ok.

"We were playing It" You protested, through heavily drawn breaths

"You're in America, Y/n. We play tag, so try and keep up" He teased, before taking a quick breath and running again, making you chuckle slightly. You pinned him down with your powers, quickly running to get to him. You held his arms above his head, your knees on each side of his body. Ever so daintily, you placed your nose to his.

"Tag, you're it" You whispered. Just as everything seemed so perfect, your heart failed to work. Not in a cute romance way, but in an earth shattering event way. Peter sensed your distress, and laid you down next to him. You were panicking, like everything was going wrong, and you were going to die in any minute. Peter called for help, and it arrived swiftly, in the form of Clint and Scott. You were in hysterics, your elysian dream being shattered and the nightmares being unleashed from the cage that Peter had gifted to you.

Something was very wrong. The universe had just been upended somewhere in a far land, and all you could hear was the cries of pain and suffering from some world unknown. Your eyes were going fuzzy as you saw the scene, the men and women crying for someone to spare them, and the children clinging onto any life form they could. They were not human, as you could tell from their crimson skin. They were from a different alien race, possibly millions of lightyears away. You could see a tall god-like figure laughing like the devil, as his minions carried out unspeakable tasks to the living. The screams still rang in your brain, only one name being repeated over and over.

Thanos

He was to be feared, you were sure. These attacks you had been feeling all your life were getting stronger, and your body felt magnetized to whatever items he was using to bring such deaths upon innocent people.

It was one more thing you had to deal with. You knew the battle with your father wasn't over; but now player 3 had entered the game, and he was the end boss sitting in a lava-filled castle.

Peter was trying to get you to wake up from your panic, as you were still screaming and crying as they carried you inside. They carried you up the stairs and into your temporary room, where you settled down. Peter didn't leave your side as you curled around him, grasping tightly onto his hand as you shook and sobbed violently. He sushed you and stroked your hair calmly, which made you feel secure and less disturbed. You still mumbled the cursed name 'Thanos' into your bedsheets, and it was enough to make the name drilled into Peters head. He stayed with you for an hour, until you stopped shaking and your cries had been subdued. Peter placed a kiss on your forehead, before leaving the room to talk to Mr. Stark.

He didn't care how on the run he was supposed to be; his best friend was in pain, and Tony knew everything.

"Mr. Stark, I don't know what to do! It's Y/n-she had a panic attack or something and she was shaking-oh god! She was crying so bad, Mr. Stark, I don't know what to do!" Peter said, his hysterics getting the better of him

"Kid, is she ok now?" Tony's voice calmly said through the other end of the phone

"Y-yeah" Peter said, tracing circles over the back of his phone case

"Then there's no more problem"

"Mr. Stark, she only does this when a whole lot of people die. She kept on saying Thanos..." Peter trailed off, becoming wordless to describe the situation.

"-Peter, listen to me carefully, ok? I'm coming to wherever you're staying. I need to talk to Y/n. Where you at?" Tony said, his voice suddenly full of anxiety

"Why?" Peter asked

"Because I said so!" He snapped at Peter. That's how Peter knew this Thanos guy was serious.

Mr. Stark never looses his cool with anyone