Title: Company
Pairing: Spiderman Noir (Peter Parker) x Noir Female Reader
Summary: Imagine Noir making an effort to join you on your train so you won't be alone.
Author's notes: Literally started writing this while I was on the train home cause I wish I had him with me for company. Even if it's so I can cuddle into his jacket or avoid the awkward feeling of a stranger next to you 😂 I'm also gonna attempt a reader insert but still in Noir's dimension. Also, requests are on their way, just maybe slowly so I might need to close them for now.
You tried to enclose your jacket closer to your form as you waited for the locomotive to make it's long-awaited appearance. Lucky your hat stopped the rain from soaking you (dark/light) hair, but that didn't stop anything from feeling cold and wet. Despite the discomfort of the rain, it was actually very calming weather in the early evening. It was a relief from the long work day.
The calm rain was interrupted but the loud train as it pulled into your station. Gripping your briefcase, you quickly jumped onto carriage in front of you once the doors opened. Finally out of the rain, you sighed in relief before scanning the carriage for free seats. You held your briefcase with your boots while you say next to someone. Some people would make small talk, but you weren't one for it, especially while on a train.
The stranger next to you stood up once you reached the next station, quickly leaving the carriage you assume in a hurry to get home. You could blame them, You probably shared a train of thought, wanting to get home to your loved ones. You could already imagine the warms arms of Peter waiting for you back at your apartment.
Lost in your fluffy thoughts, you were unaware of a certain someone wearing a large jacket and a fedora getting on your train and searching the compartment.
Peter scanned the train, all of the seats and empty spaces for you. Questioning if he had, in fact, got on the right train. But his spidey sense seemed to reassure him of his doubts when they drew attention in the direction of your figure. A loving smile adorning his face when he caught sight of your dreamy smile while you leant against the glass of the window.
"Excuse me, Ma'am, is this seat taken?" He asked, trying to hide a smirk as well as his eyes with his fedora as you shot up, clearly surprised. Barely glancing up at him, you shuffled to the side of the seats again, allowing him to sit down. Peter got comfortable, but he was watching you out of the corner of his eye.
He watched as you readjusted yourself before pausing, your (light/dark) eyes shifting from your hands to him multiple times. "Peter...?" You whispered hesitantly. He tilted his hat upwards, allowing you to see the face you loved so dearly, but that included a fresh new bruise and split lip. Your eyes widened, but you were able to sigh in relief, resting your forehead against his shoulder while he chuckled.
"Darl, must you keep giving me heart attack after heart attack?"
"Well, doll, that's not what I intended. But I cannot say I'm not disappointed with the results. Maybe I should try this more often," He whispered, leaning closer to your ear.
"You just enjoy my suffering, don't you?" You muttered, tipping down your own hat, trying to hide the fact that your cheeks were turning a shade of grey. "But seriously, why are you here? and for a matter of fact, what happened? You looked like you got sucker punched." You raised an eyebrow at him.
"I know you hate the ride home every night, muffin. So I thought I'd keep you company." He explained, blatantly ignoring your other questions, much to your annoyance. "Well, aren't you a sweetheart. But I highly doubt you came to this part of the city simply so you could ride with me." It seems the spidey sense rubbed off on you in some way, or maybe you've spent too much time with the P.I.
"I was in the area."
"Looking like that...? Peter..."
"It was just a little tussle. I'm fine, doll." He reassured you, albeit in a slightly dismissive way. You chalked it up to him being as tired as you, which was lucky for Peter. Don't get him wrong, he trusts you with so many things but he didn't want his side job tainting you or your relationship.
You sighed, ultimately deciding to leave the topic alone. For now at least. "It really is nice though; you joining me." You admitted, glancing up at him with a soft smile that Peter returned, he opened his arm while lifting his coat, offering it for you to snuggle into, which you gladly accepted. Wrapping your arms around his torso and nuzzling your cheek to his shoulder.
You tilted his head down, pressing a kiss to his bruise and to his lips, soft as a feather so that you wouldn't cause him any pain. But you couldn't help but smirk when he pouted at you, taking your actions to be teasing. You giggled, letting your head rest on his shoulder.
Peter rolled his eyes, pressing a kiss to your temple and pulling you closer to his form. You were safe, that's all that mattered and he didn't need to be Spiderman to make sure of that.

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