"I'm telling you - the guy was a complete stranger, just walked up and gave me the bag" Peter told you, his ears ringing from your scream when you waked on him wearing the Spiderman suit. "You're trying to tell me right now, that this" you said, gesturing to the suit, "isn't the real thing, the suit, I'm sorry costume that has web shooters? Really, do I look that gullible?" You asked, putting Peter in a difficult position. See, if Peter said yes, he knew you would get offended and mad at him, not matter how playful it was, he didn't want to see that. On the other hand, if he said no, that would be another lie he told you, and he knew you hated, no despised lies, the first lie being Peter not telling you he was Spiderman.
See, you've known Peter since you were kids. Through all the lows and ups in his and your lives, you both were there. When something happened, no matter how small or big it was, the other would be the first to know, even before your own parents. And being Spiderman was pretty big to say the least. And Peter had lied about it.
The thing with you and lies is from when you were 5 years old, you were told a lie by your dad. He said, "I'll be fine, nothing major has happened, you will see me tomorrow and we will finish the book." He had told you that as he was being loaded into an ambulance, because of some bad sickness. While you knew that you dad lied to you so you would be happy, and that he didn't know he would die that night, you were still hurt. And even though you knew that was illogical, when you had found out the truth, you were mad, and you needed to be mad at someone, so you spent a year blaming your dad for his lie, as a way of mourning, no matter how mad it was.
And Peter knew this, thats why he always tried to never lie to you, and if he had to, he would try his best to just tell you he couldn't tell you or otherwise he would have to lie, and that would usually cover it. But when the topic of Spiderman came up during lunch, you asked Peter "hey, you know with your reporting, do you know who Spiderman is? Does he go here?" And poor Peter was stuck between keeping you safe or lying to you, which would still hurt you, it was a lose-lose situation. So he lied, hoping it would be better.
So again back to where you were right now with Peter, you were furious. You saw hesitation in Peter's answer, and was so worried that he was going to lie to your face again, starting to lose trust in him. If you lost trust in Peter, there would be no one in the world who you would trust. But you sighed with relief when Peter told you "It's not that I thought you were gullible, its just that I was hoping you wouldn't know that I was Spiderman, I was hoping to mislead you from it" he looked down, sad as he admitted that he was trying to lie to you about something.
You looked at him, took a deep breath and walked out of his room, slamming the apartment door in his face as you left. You could hear Peter calling your name as you walked home.
Now you were the one at crossroads, you could be mad at Peter for lying and just cut it off there, and thats what you would have done to anybody, but this was Peter for gods sake, he knew your history and wouldn't lie for no reason. You left because you knew that Peter had some reasoning, no matter how stupid, that told him that there were more pros then cons about lying to you about Spiderman. So you left, you left so you could get space and figure it out. You just hoped that this wouldn't be the last couple hours of your friendship with Peter.
Coming home, you muttered hi to your mom, going into your room to make a list of pros and cons about you knowing about Spiderman on your whiteboard. You started at it, thinking about Peter.
While you were doing that for the next couple hours, Peter was a mess. He knew that being a superhero was messy, and he knew that he had to do this for the greater goodand for you, but it hurt to see you so mad over Peter trying to keep you safe. He could only hope that you would see it that way. And you did.
You did, because like 6 hours later, at like 3 in the morning, you had finished the list and took some steps back to look at everything. On the pro side, there were a couplethings to say the least. It showed you that Peter didn't want you getting attacked or hurt, even if it hurt him. Because looking at the con side, you saw the cons hurt him more than you. He couldn't talk to anyone about it, because even if Ned knew already, you knew that he would try and ask a lot of questions, and you didn't know if Peter was getting any additional support. Second of all, when he got hurt, and you knew he got hurt cause you had seen the Spiderman videos, he had to patch them up himself. The only con that really hurt you was the lie. And while it still hurt, you knew it was justified, and you weren't 8 anymore, so you could live with that lie.
Looking at your clock and seeing that it was so late, you wondered if Peter was still up, and reached for your phone to look up Spiderman sightings. And sure enough, he was up and active. At least it wasn't a school day tomorrow, well today.
Getting up, you snuck out, leaving a note for your mom just in case she woke up, so she didn't freak out. Once that was taken care of, you ran to the latest sighting, barely running into him.
"Spiderman!" You yelled, getting his attention. He was alert, looking for the scream, worried about what danger was there, and got startled when he saw it was you. He thought that you would try and avoid him for the rest of your live, but by the looks of it, you weren't plus, on an added bonus, it didn't look like you were mad at him.
He jumped down from the window ledge he was on, landing in front of you. "Y/N" he whispered, pulling you into a hug. You felt a little bad, because up close you saw that you had caused him to worry, but you needed the space so this situation wouldn't escalate. He got ready to apologize to you, ready to explain himself, but you beat him to it, telling him "Look Peter" whispering his name, "I get why you lied to me about this, and while yeah it sucks that you lied to me, I understand why you did. Im not going to mad at you on one condition, you come to me to patch you up instead of doing it yourself or going to Ned, cause I know neither of you know first aid, and I actually do" you told him, adding the contain as you remembered the con on the white board, and you anyway wanted to become a doctor, so it was kinda fitting.
"Y/N, I'm sososo sorr- Wait what" he told you, cutting himself off once he realized what you said. "You're not mad at me? You understand, how? And its okay I can do the first aid myself. And how did you know about Ned???" He started bombarding you with questions. "Okay slow down miter", you said, stopping him, "First of all, I'm not mad, and I understand cause I spent 6 hours working on a pro and con list, thats why I left. I was mad, but knew you lied for a reason so I wanted to figure it out before talking so our friendship wouldn't end today in a screaming match. Third of all, NO WAY ARE YOU DOING FIRST AID. ARE YOU FORGETTING WHICH ONE OF US IS GOING TO BECOME A DOCTOR AND ACTUALLY KNOWS FIRST AID?? Idiot", you said laughing at that, elbowing him before answering his last question, "I knew about Ned once you told me about Spiderman because I connected the dots of Ned doing a terrible job acting whenever Spiderman is mention, which my I add, he brings it up like 99% of the time, like??" You told him.
You both just sighed, happy for the peaceful ending after a busy and eventful day. You looked around, realizing it was around 4 and you two were still in the middle of the street. "Peter", you started, making him a little more alert as he was starting do dose of sleeping, "go to sleep, we can talk more once we both have slept for sometime. He started to argue, but so tired it just looked like he was mumbling gibberish while making weird sluggish hand motions. He sighed, giving up the fight as he was to tired, and left to go home, mumbling what seemed to say bye. You watched as he started going home, only to get slightly sidetracked helping what seemed to be an old lady crossing the street at 4 in the morning? Okay then. You laughed, smiling at how selfless and caring Peter was, before heading back to your house, as you were ready to fall asleep right there also. Peter was truly amazing.

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Peter Parker Imagines
FanfictionA collection of my Peter Imagines -- I do not own Peter Parker any of the Spider-Man storyline. All rights go to Stan Lee and other creators, no copyright intended.