The Choice-Spider-Man homecoming fanfic

Selfless

MJ had been by Peter's side the entire night through, but to her dislike, one of the more annoying doctors made her leave the room because "Peter needed sleep" even though he had been unconscious the entirety of the night. MJ hated doing nothing and that's exactly what she had been doing for the past two hours and it was driving her nuts. After a few more minutes of tediously sitting and waiting she decided to take a look around. She looked through the labs and other stuff. She wasn't allowed to be on the top floor, but she snuck up there anyway. All the guards were too busy worrying about losing their jobs.

Minutes went by and soon hours and soon the sun was setting. MJ was shaking from boredom. She sat at one of the desks spinning around in a chair completely bored out of her mind. When she heard the sound of the door to the staircase open she quickly turned her head. It was Peter, now awake with a little more color in his face than the last time she saw him. Mj's head perked up and she quickly ran over to him lunging herself on top of him, giving him a whale of a hug. "Oh. Ow. Ow!" Peter yelped a little. "Sorry," MJ said, slightly startled. She didn't expect herself to give him a hug, but she did anyway. "It's ok," Peter said I just broke a rib... or two? I don't even remember, so it's a little sore." Mj chuckled. "So did Stark yell at you?" she asked curiously. "A little. Not as much as he has before," Peter said with a guilty smile. "Too bad I wasn't there to get it on camera." Peter laughed and there was an awkward silence for a while. "I'm glad you're alright," MJ said not looking up at Peter's eyes. "Yeah. Um. Thanks for-you know-finding me and calling Mr. Stark." "He would've found you anyways, because of the camera footage and the doctors actually did everything, so..." she trailed off as she looked at some of the lab workers. "Well, I'm still glad you were here," Peter said, his eyes lighting up. There was another awkward pause of silence. MJ shook the cheesiness away and acted like "herself" again. "Yeah. Well, you better frickin' be because I've been bored out of my mind ever since they made me leave that strange, smelly hospital room." Peter laughed and they walked to the car which was waiting for them outside.

"You fricking messed up!" Aunt May yelled. "Peter you could've been killed or-or" May looked like she was gonna blow up. Peter sighed heavily. Since May didn't know he was Spider-Man they had to twist the truth a little about what had actually happened. "I'm sorry," Peter said again. "No. No. Sorry is not going to cut it. You're grounded. Come back home right after school. Don't go anywhere else. I'm keeping my eye on you for the next month." "A month!?" Peter exclaimed. "Oh you're lucky I haven't grounded you for life," she yelled. Peter sighed and went to his room. If he couldn't go out how was Spider-Man going to? Peter felt so tired and worn out so he fell asleep right there on his bed. When Peter woke up his head felt dizzy and his stomach felt like it was doing flips. Peter quickly ran to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet then again and again and again. All night he was up barfing over the side of the toilet.

"May I need to stay home from school. I feel really sick." "Oh don't give more lies. Once I'm off to work you'll run out the door and be doing illegal drugs," she yelled dramatically. "May... Wait-Illegal drugs! Is that what you think I'm doing!? May!" I don't care what you do. You're going to school, sick or not." Peter sighed, grabbed his bag, and ran out to the bus. "Woah. You look like Crap," Mj said as Peter sat down next to Ned. "I know." "Have you taken your pills?" Ned asked with concern in his voice. "No. I forgot again." MJ rolled her eyes and sat back in her seat. "You guys are a bunch of losers." "Thank you for that exclusive information," Ned said sarcastically. Mj winked at him and they all stayed quiet till they arrived at school.

When lunch had finally started Peter walked right past the food and tried his best not to look at the food or smell it. He felt so sick, his head was throbbing, and his stomach turning. "Are you ok?" Mj asked as Peter took his seat and rested his head on his arms. "Mmm," was all he managed to say. "I think you should go to the nurse's office," Ned said, concern ringing in his voice. Peter's head flew off his arms. "No! No! I'm fine really. See look super-" His face went pale and his stomach felt like he'd been stabbed 10 times. "Peter you're being dumb. You're obviously not fine. Come on," she said, standing up. "We're going to the doctor's office." Peter eventually stood up, but before getting even a foot away from the table he vomited all over the floor and MJ's shoes. Most of the kids in the cafeteria ignored him and a few gave them disgusted looks. "If you weren't so sick," she said through gritted teeth. "I would kill you! Come on. We're going to the doctor's room and you owe me a new pair of shoes." Let's just say the janitor was never friends with Peter after that.

"You can say it," Aunt May said as Peter sat down in a chair and closed his eyes. He was sent home from school early. "Say what?" he asked not opening his eyes. "I told you so," Aunt May answered. Peter laughed. "It's ok May. If I were you I wouldn't have believed me either." May quirked an eyebrow at him and sent him to go rest.

Peter, being the stupid teenager he was slipped out the bedroom window and swung to the alley where the dumpster was. He took his backpack out from behind the dumpster, quickly changed into his suit, and flung to the top of the buildings. Peter wasn't used to being out this early, but to him, all it meant was more time to do as much as he could to help the city. Minutes soon turned into hours and Peter was still out and about helping people and stopping robberies. He was just heading towards another break-in when he heard a familiar voice behind him. "Hey, Loser! Might want to consider going easy on yourself!" MJ yelled at him. "Mj!" Peter exclaimed. "That's right the one and only," she said putting her arms out as if introducing herself. "What are you doing out at this time," Peter asked as he swung down closer to MJ. "Might as well ask you the same thing doofus." "I'm being Spider-Man," was all Peter could say because he was totally unprepared to answer that question. "Peter," Mj started, her tone getting more serious. "You were tortured for gosh sake! And you're still dealing with the symptoms. Why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" Peter asked innocently as he shot a web to a balcony and made his way up. "You're not taking care of yourself." "I'm fine Mj! See?" he said as he did a backflip and lowered himself down on a web. Mj sighed and rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah? Well, if your "totally alright" then I'll go right to May and tell her your little secret here." "Wait! what!? No, you won't! You wouldn't!" Peter exclaimed. "Hah. Oh yes, I would," Mj answered back with a smirk. "Ok. Fine, fine, fine! I'll go back home and rest." "And you'll take your pills, stop spidering about, and go back home after school to rest till you're better." "What?! No that's not fair!" "Ok," MJ said, spinning around and heading towards Peter's house. "I guess May will be getting an unexpected visit tonight." "Ok! Ok! Fine. I'll go home and stuff." "Good," Mj answered with a satisfied smile splattered across her face. "Also," she added on, "take me home." "What?" Peter answered in surprise. "Take me home," she repeated. "Oh like swing you back to your house?" "Duh," she answered back as if it were obvious. "Oh ok." Peter grabbed her by the waist and she placed one of her hands around his neck to make sure she wouldn't fall even though she had a feeling Peter would never let her fall. He shot a web up in the air and a cold wind swept over MJ's face, sending adrenaline through her body. She knew why Peter loved this so much. (Besides the fact that he was completely selfless and wanted to help everyone else and not himself). The feeling that it gave you while you whipped through the air felt so free and relieving like you were sort of unstoppable.

After a minute or two, Peter landed right in front of MJ's house with a light thud. "Thanks," she muttered as she headed to the door. "See you around Loser!" she called back as she entered the door to her house. Peter wondered why the door was unlocked, but pushed the thought away and quickly swung home so there was a slight chance May wouldn't know he was gone. To his luck, May was fast asleep which was where Peter was shortly after.