Habits of My Heart. Peter Parker x Reader.

Part 6.

I was halfway there. She just needs to fall for me. How else do I get her to do that other than telling her I'm Spiderman? I guess I'll creatively tell her. I zipped home. I changed out of the suit. I texted Ned immediately. 

M) NED OML GET OVER HERE NOW I NEED TO TALK TO YOU
N) Ok ok calm down Peter...geez. I'll be there in a few. 

I waited excitedly for Ned to arrive. I was practically jumping for joy. I couldn't stop thinking about her soft lips. How sweet her smile is. I ran down the stairs. "Ned you won't believe what happened today," I said. "Woah...calm down...talk to me," he chuckles. "I ripped my suit, Y/n sewed it for me and she..." I started. "Wait she knows you exist? She knows your Spiderman?" I shake my head. "She pulled up my mask up to here," I said pointing to my nose. "And she kissed me, she kissed me, Ned!" I said smiling blissfully. "That's great but she thinks she kissed Spiderman, not Peter Parker. What if she is upset when she finds out," I shrug. He has a point. "Don't worry she will love me for me when I reveal my identity to her," I say smiling. Ned typed something on his phone. "MJ is on her way here, is that ok?" he asks. I nodded. It was awkward in the room until a slight knock interrupted. 

"MJ Y/n kissed me!" I yelled out, as she walked through the door. "Oh-good for you," she says stepping out of the room. "I'll be back," she said walking out and shutting the door behind her. However, she didn't come back. She just...left.

MJ's POV

"Hey Flash, it's MJ," I say. "MJ what are you calling me for?" he snapped. "I have news you'd like to hear,"..."Is this another rant about Peter?" he snaps. "Maybe, but that's not why I'm on the phone," I said. He sighed on the other side of the phone. "Ok, let me hear it," he whines. "He has a huge crush on Y/n...your girl," I say. "WHAT!?" he yells into my ear. "I knew it!" he shouted breaking my eardrums. "Like I mean huge crush...like an obsessive dreamy crush, He dreams about her," I explained. "How do you know?" he snapped. He sounded skeptical. "He's told me about it," This is going to screw over Peter. He deserves it. If he's going to love someone like Y/n then be my guest. That is, you have to get through her boyfriend first. "Thanks, MJ, I'll take care of it on Monday," he said hanging up on me. Peter is going to get killed by him. He has all weekend but I'm sure, come Monday he's so dead.

Sunday Afternoon:
Third Person POV

Peter swung around the city. Looking for something to happen. Meanwhile, Flash and Y/n got into an argument. She said that she kissed Spiderman as a display of gratitude. "I didn't mean it like that Flash, he saved your life too. You're just going to kill him for something I've done?" she yells. Peter passed by Y/n's flat and heard the yelling. He snuck into the building to get a look. He saw Y/n and Flash yelling. "What's going on in here? I've gotten 3 disturbance calls?" Peter said. "You," said Flash. He approached Peter. Before anything could really happen. Any type of reaction. Flash swung at him. Peter sensed it but he didn't do anything. He took the hit. Hit after hit. Flash kicked the living shit out of him. "Flash stop!" Y/n shouted. Peter's face was bruised badly. His arms and knuckles too. But they couldn't tell because it was all under the suit. One final blow drew it over the top. Peter collapsed. "What has gotten into you?! Just because of something I did? You beat him to the point of collapsing!" she yells. "Some superhero, he didn't want to fight back," Flash snaps. Angry looks were exchanged but the room fell silent. They all said Peter was the crazy one but I think Flash takes that name now. At least in Y/n's eyes, he does. "I-I can't...UGH! We're through! You can't control yourself when you're angry and this is what happens!" She shouted. Flash stormed out of her apartment. He slammed the door behind him and as he left Y/n called an ambulance.  The Ambulance makes it and they take him away from her. But they let her sit in the back with him. She held his masked hand. Hoping he was ok.