Technical Difficulties; Peter Parker x Reader

2 ~ Peter?

Peters POV

I walk down the familiar hospital hallway, paintings of weird occurrences in nature plastered on the wall. As if they'd help lighten the mood.

Today marks one year since Y/N went into a coma. Today, magnolia decided it would be fit to unplug her.

She would've done it months ago, but doctors kept making silly promises and surgeries that they said would fix her, and each time we were disappointed.

I think she would've been so proud of the person I've become, how I integrated spider like powers and being the hero we always dreamed we could be. She has more of a hero heart than I ever could.

I finally get to the west wing of the hospital, the same nurse welcoming me once again. Every Sunday of each week I came, new flowers each week. Sometimes I'd come more often, and just talk to my best friend.

I pass a small and frail girl, looking as if she was about to pass out, walking down the hallway. She was holding onto her IV pole for dear life it looked like.

Y/N would've hated to be like this, she was always so strong.

Y/N...

I was about five paces past her when I turn around and see she has Y/H/C hair, and that's when my heart starts racing.

It's not her. She's dying today.

But that's when she turns around.

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Your POV

"Y/N..?" A peter-looking boy says. He's big, tall, very muscular. Much more of all of those things than last time.

"P-p-peter?" I say with uncertainty. I try and run to him as he sprints to me, but to ruin the moment, I had forgotten how brittle I had become and lost all balance and fell into him.

He caught me in a dip sort of way, his hand on the small of my back, looking into my eyes.

God, he has dreamy eyes.

He stands me back up and pulls me into a hug, but I got so light and he got so tall, he picked me up half a foot into the air, on accident. We both started laughing, as I nuzzled my face into his broad shoulder. I've never held someone tighter. He held me like my life depended on it. Maybe he thought it did.

That's when all of the lights went out, and there was a crackling sound on one of the machines on my IV pole.

All I can see is the copper wire, all I can see is the ceiling of the apartment building, the circuit board.

I suddenly jerk back up, and realize I'm on the floor, in a ball. I scream and I scream, until I hear his comforting voice.

"Y/N! Y/N listen to me, it's okay. You're alright, you're alive. I have you back." He says with tears in his eyes.

He has me back. I finally got him back.

But it still doesn't explain why the lights are out...

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(Time skip she's at home in bed because she can and I'm lazy so :))

Your POV

Magnolia left the house for a bit to get pick up some meds from the store for my headache, but the doctors said there's nothing wrong with me.

I couldn't shake the sparks I felt with peter when we reunited (technically haha). I was asleep for a whole year, but I remember every single conversation he had with me. Every Sunday. Except for this one weekend that Tony Stark asked him to go to Germany for a convention. I missed him.

I felt a hot tear run down my cheek and then I heard the radio turn on in the kitchen.

"Hello? Who's there?" I said in fear. I couldn't exactly fight them right now, I was in the worst shape I'd ever been in. I stay silent, and wipe my tear, as the radio turns off.

(Time skip to when she's going to school. 2 day Time skip)

Dress to impress, Mags always said. Midtown tech was wrapped around her little finger. Magnolia King, school diva, top of her class, Academic Decathlon captain 3 years in a row.

I'm not as well known, but I always lived up to her style.

My legs were so frail that Mags went to the store and got me a few pairs of extra skinny jeans, ones that actually fit me.

I threw on some white jeans and a pair of gold chrome high heels (yes I'm trying to hard to measure up to Peter back off!), a pink/white tank top, a denim jacket, stackable gold necklaces, gold hoops, and tossed my hair into a long, slick, high ponytail. I kept the makeup basic with some liquid highlight, pink lip stain, mascara, and the new and trendy Instagram eyebrow that I spent the past 2 days learning. Why are they so thick? And complicated like what?

I heard a pleasant and familiar knock on the door. "Come in!" I shout for Peter to welcome himself inside.

He grabs my backpack and engulfs me into a deep hug.

"Your train pass expired, so I got you a new one!" He flashes the new style of the train pass, as we both get excited about it. What nerds, am I right?

"Awh, Peter you're the sweetest. You ready to go?" I say smiling as the light in the kitchen flickers. Something about the electricity in here is wack lately...

"Of course." He said, and offers me his arm like a gentleman. I gladly take it and we skip toward the elevator together. We race to the button, even though he always wins because Im constantly in heels.

As we step inside, a wave of concern washes over me. What are people going to think?

Ding, Floor 2

That's when the elevator jolts to a stop so quickly, we both fall to the ground.

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A/N
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