Something different, something new (Male!reader spiderman)

A stunning victory

"Okay, so what do we do now, since you just want to  jump in unannounced" I say sarcastically, back pressed against miles'. "I thought you had a plan?" I've never heard a dumber question. "My plan is usually jump in and kick ass, think you can keep up?" i ask "i mean, i can try, i hear i've got a pretty mean right hook" miles says proudly.

As we jump into action, dodging attacks left and right, I receive a call from Captain Watanabe. "Spider-man, reports say Shocker and Mysterio are robbing the bank, get there quick" I stop for a moment before realizing i couldn't necessarily afford to do that in this situation. "I'm already here, Captain, Why are you just now getting this information..? Nevermind, i dont need an explanation, just get here and put these two behind bars for a while. I'm wrapping things up now." I say nonchalantly, Punching mysterio in the gut- hard, knocking him unconscious. Miles and I high-five as we hear the sirens. We web both of the culprits to the ground, unnecessarily but nonetheless giving them one more swift, reassuring sock to the jaw to make sure they're nice and tired.

We both leave as the police enter, Captain watanabe makes eye contact with me as i leave. I wink through my mask jokingly, but she seems to shy away and retreat back to the situation at their feet. "Surprising reaction, but okay" and leap out the ajar window below the roof of the bank.

Miles and I meet up on a near by roof, i look at miles and say "Grit your fuckin' teeth, kid" Followed by a tough punch to his own jaw. "What in the Hell were you thinking back there!" I yell. 'I yell at him like this not because it was a stupid thing to do (which It was) but because i see him as my little brother. After his dad died, i remember how numb he was when he first came to F.E.A.S.T. It was heart breaking, i understand he wants to be a hero, but not yet. He's just not ready yet, i barely am.' He tears up for a moment before i wrap him in a warm hug. "Look, Miles, You will be a hero, Just not today. Today, you need to focus on That basketball game. Not how you'll knock out the next supervillain you see." He nods his head against my chest, letting me know he understands, i know he hates it, but i also know, well- rather hope he trusts me.  "Now give me a second, i need to find out how peter knew about the heist before NYPD. Something doesn't add up here."  I call peter but to no avail.

As the sunsets and i see Mile's home safely, i swing off to a distant roof and admire the setting. In the midst of my relaxtion i receive a call from Mary-Jane "(Y/N), There's reportedly an art heist going on tonight at the museum. With fisk in jail, Rival gangs are crawling out of the woodwork to gain dominance. they're stealing a piece for no known reason." I sigh, taking off my mask to breathe. "Look, MJ, I'll get there, reluctantly ofcourse but i'll get there."  'man i hate cleaning up peter's mess. This is bullshit.' i think to myself.
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I arrive at the Art Museum, take out afew lazy thugs, and see that i can't actually get in. "Damnit, i'll have to find another way around." As i enter in through a circle cut into the window near the roof, i land and see that nothings out of place. "Well, might as well take a looksy-loo, just to make sure." I go to the security booth, but notice it's locked. 'Fingerprint mechanism.. Fantastic.' As i peice together a coherent hand print, i whistle an all too familiar tune and follow the lyrics in my head.

"🎵Spiderman, spiderman, does whatever a spider can. Spins a web any size, catches thieves just like flies, Look ooout, here comes the spiderman🎵" After i manage to unlock the security booth, i see the guards were knocked unconscious. "Well, this has made things interesting." I bypass the security camera's CB's and try to find who did it, as i hear the security door close around the art peice. i rush out but not quite quick enough, and see a familiar face. A familiar, attractive, agile, flirty face. "Cat, ofcourse it's you" I say almost annoyed. "Hey there spi- wait.. your voice sounds different, is that you peter?" My eyes widen in shock. "Why do you know that name?" i ask sternly, stepping towards the doors of the installment. "Who are you, kid? Where's Peter Parker?" For some idiotic reason i decide to take off my mask, showing who i was. "Holy hell you're definitely not Peter." I punch the glass, startling her. "WHO ARE YOU? YOU'VE SEEN ME, AND YOU KNOW WHO PETER IS, THE LEAST I CAN GET FROM YOU IS ATLEAST WHO THE HELL YOU ARE." She removes her small mask, revealing herself. "Felicia Hardy? You're black cat? This is fuckin' ridiculous! you used to be my babysitter!" She still seems surprised. "Wait.. (Y/N)(L/N)? Is that you?"