(Peter Parker x reader) Romeo and Juliet

6: Germany

When I woke up, I was leaned over in Peter's lap, and he was leaned over me. If hurt, and I wondered how in the gosh darned world we got that way.

I grunted, elbowing Peter softly.

He jerked awake, sitting up and allowing me to get up. "Wake up, sleepy head," I muttered.

He smiled, rubbing his eyes. "Afternoon sleeping beauty."

I felt my face grow hot, but ignored it.

As we boarded the jet, Peter added to his video diary while I contributed by making faces.

"So, nobody's actually told me why I'm in Berlin...or what it is I'm doing," Peter waved to a pretty girl along the path. I glared at her and tugged him away. "

"Something about Captain America, going crazy?" He went on.

I rolled my eyes as far as they'd go.

When we got into the hotel, Peter and I found oh! we're sharing rooms.

I grumbled on the whole way in.

Peter set his phone down, taking his suit out of his backpack.

I sighed heavily and copied, tugging out my catsuit. Mine matched Tasha's, SHIELD patch included, but I didn't leave the zipper halfway to my belly button. I sat on the edge of my bed while Peter changed in the bathroom.

As soon as he came out, he winked, pulling his mask on.

I smiled. "You look good, SpiderMan."

He scoffed. "I'm glad you at least call me SpiderMan."

As I stood up, I tapped his shoulder. "Oh, I'm gonna call you Spiderboy from now on for sure."

He groaned, picking up his cell.

I shut the bathroom door, tugging my normal clothes off and suit on. As soon as I brushed my hair out of the collar and fluffed it unnecessarily, I caught sight of myself in the mirror.

I placed my splayed palms on the counter, taking in my appearance. My eyes shined in the light over the mirror, but not just from that alone. After being experimented on in the Red Room, it had changed my eye color a small bit. They were still e/c, but they had an unnatural glow. I had to keep my eyes closed in the dark or I'd look like the Cheshire cat. The glow wasn't very strong, but they looked brighter than most people's eyes. Only when I used my powers did my eyes actually change. Much like Wanda, when she used her powers, her eyes glowed red. Mine glowed this odd purplish blue. I heard a scientist, when I was being experimented on, say it was 'a mix of the stones.' But I had no idea what that meant. 

I just knew I was screwed up and a freak. I tried so hard to hide the oddities about myself, to lie about where things came from. The scars, the glowing, the behavior. I lied about them all. 

I'd had to tell Peter the truth once Tony figured him out. So I'd told Peter just about all I could, without telling him the gory details.

But in the present, as I opened the door, I realized Peter wasn't there anymore. He was in the closet.

However, upon closer inspection, I realized our room expanded and was not a closet.

"Peter? Where'd you-oh my Lordy," I paused, taking in Peter's new suit. He smiled, I could see under his mask.

"Cool right?" He asked in a high excited voice. 

Then he cleared his throat as I stared. "Y-you look g-great."

I smiled. "Thanks handsome."

I knew that under the mask he was most likely red as the mask. The spider on his chest was quite neat, and I took in the fact that...well...the spandex was skin-tight and left nothing whatsoever to the imagination. I'm not complaining, to be honest.

He started to fidget under my stare.

I snapped myself out of it. "That's...that's very handsome on you, Parker."

He tugged the mask off, curly hair now a mess. "Thanks."

I looked down at myself, seeing a nice catsuit. Nothing special. Well, excluding the facial mask.

After I'd met the Winter Soldier, being Bucky Barnes, I'd realized my 'facial mask' was technically a muzzle. But, I looked great in it.

And on it was grey diamond shape with a black outline, my 'symbol.'

I cleared my throat and placed the muzzle on, clipped it and placed the sunglasses over it. "Let's get going SpiderMan."

He nodded. "'Kay."