LUNATIC | Peter Parker x Reader

❾ B u s y a s a b e e

Boy, I like that you ain't afraid
Baby, lay me down and let's pray

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P A R K E R

   At both sides of the table, Peter Parker and yourself stared at each other, dinner was served on the table for the both of them but it was as if it was just an object, decorating the table.

   You have had enough crying, and fear was replaced by annoyance, you wanted to scream, want to hit Peter Parker to death and escape.

   Deep inside, something grew, something greater than being afraid, a survival instinct inside of you told you to be smart, to be smarter than this man who hurt you, and to use everything you have against him.

   "You're not going to eat?" His voice was a little husky, it saved you from going insane by how soundless this place is.

   "I'm not hungry." You said, you learned how you also have power against him, mentally at least, so with a little courage you gained, you asked back. "You don't eat too?"

   "I won't eat if you won't."

   "Then we'll both be starving then." You put the spoon and fork aside, then laid your back against the chair.

   He knew you challenged him... or that you knew his weakness and strength was all you. "What is it you think you're doing?" He asked.

   "I don't know." You looked away from him, hands on the bandages on your head. "You tell me, Peter Parker. We'll be together forever, aren't we? Should we start and get to know each other?"

   "I know everything about you." He said, he looked so certain of it.

   "I promise you, you don't."

   "If you say so." He said. "So, know each other right? Let's play a game then. I'll ask a question, you reply. You ask a question, and I'll do too."

   "But you have to be honest."

   "What makes you think I won't be?" He asked.

   "I just think there are some things you don't want to talk about, or even want to think about." You said, looking straight into his eyes.

   "...Hm, I see." He said with a stern look. "Lady first."

   "Your name.... Did you tell me your real name?"

  He swallowed his saliva, like a part of his patience was torn out. Then close his eyes, tried to keep his anger under control. "My name is Peter, Benjamin, Parker. It's truly is my name."

   "Benjamin. Someone's name in the family?"

   "It's my turn. Are you seeing someone?"

   "I'm seeing you right now, am I? Because you kidnapped me here in this... little box with just walls, and you to look at."

   "Stop being sarcastic if you don't want your other eye to get bruised."

   "If you cherish me so much then why hurt me so?"