The New Girl - Peter Parker X Reader

~Chapter 12~

Ok,, starting about now, shit's about to get real dark. Like, Jessica Jones ish dark. (That show is fucking awesome, watch it lol)

-Peter's POV-

"Hey, morning," I smiled, as Y/N stood beside me in the kitchen.

"Hi. What're you doing?" She asked, tying her hair up into a bun.

"Making some breakfast, want some?"

"Uh, sure. Thanks," she smiled slightly, taking the toast I handed her.

"Did you sleep at all? It looked like it when I came out but I wasn't sure."

"You watching me sleep, Parker?" Y/N laughed, taking a bite of her toast.

"Not like that," I shook my head, and sipped some water. "So how long are you planning on staying for?"

"Oh, well I don't want to bother you, so I could go stay with my aunt. She lives pretty close. My mum's ok with me staying anywhere, really, as long as I'm safe."

"Ok. Just know that you're welcome here any time. You're not bothering me."

"Thanks, Peter. I really appreciate it."

"It's no problem," I said, walking around her to go sit at the table. 

She leaned on the counter, and looked at the window.

"Y/N."

"Hm?"

"I need to tell you something, I've got to be honest," I said to her, my voice cracking. She deserves to know the truth, if we're going to be closer.

"Ok."

"My aunt May doesn't live with me."

"I figured."

"What?"

"I've never seen her, it just seemed odd. I didn't want to be rude and ask, though."

"Oh. Well, Mr Stark helps me pay for this place. And I get money my, uh, own ways."

"Your own ways?" She narrowed her eyes, and came to sit with me.

"Yes. Please don't judge me too much on this, I'm not proud of it..."

"Are you a drug dealer or some shit?"

"No, no."

"Oh. Ok. Do you- Are you...Oh my god," Y/N put her hand over mine. "Do people pay you to...fondue?"

"Yeah, basically," I sighed, rubbing my forehead with my free hand. "I mean, no no no, we don't actually do anything, they just say we do. It's a win-win thing, it helps their reputation, and me with money," I laughed

"Why? Peter, oh my god. That's horrible, why would you do that to yourself? If you need money that bad, let me help, please. I'm so sorry," Y/N whispered.

"It's fine. I don't care about what other people think."

"God, I'm sorry. I thought you were a man whore and an asshole at first..."

"I don't blame you," I chuckled, looking down.

"Do you want me to stay? Even for a few days maybe? I'll help pay rent...I'll keep you company."

"That would be nice, actually. I might take you up on that offer."

"Alright. I need to figure some stuff out first but I'll ask my mum."

"Thank you. So much. You're not even gonna ask me where she is?"

"It's not really my business. If you want to tell me, you can. But if you don't, then don't."