• JUNE'S POV •
𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕚 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪
Peter and I proceed to help everyone in the air: Mantis, Giant, etc.
"I'm gonna get Thanos," I told Peter.
He shook his head. "June, don't—"
He was cut off as I webbed away, aiming for Thanos's back. I piked my feet up and smashed into his back.
Next thing, I was being flung backwards into rubble before getting punched over and over and over.
Mr. Stark helped me, though. He distracted Thanos from me.
Everything passed in a hurry, but abruptly, Mr. Stark was stabbed.
I shook my head as Dr. Strange spoke.
"Stop. Spare his life, and I will give you the stone."
"No tricks," Thanos asked.
Dr. Strange shook his head.
"Don't," Tony whispered.
Dr. Strange held his hand up, producing a green stone. And then, he let Thanos have it. It fell into his hands, forcing us to watch as Thanos snapped it into place.
"One to go," he grinned.
Just then, Quill came in shooting frantically. Thanos smirked before zapping away.
I cried out in frustration, feeling pain flood my body. It was then that I noticed how my lip bled, how my forehead supported a deep gash, the growing pain in my lower abdomen, and the sores all over my legs.
I stood up against the pain, walking towards everyone else who stood together.
"Somethings happening," Mantis said.
All heads turned to her, and in a matter of seconds, Mantis wasn't there anymore. She faded away to dust.
Peter clutched my arm as Giant faded as well.
Next it was Quill.
Next it was Dr. Strange.
"June?" Peter began nervously. "I don't feel so good."
"Peter?" I whispered. "I'm here. I'm here."
"I don't—I don't know what's happening," he continued, crashing into my body. He held me tightly, his hands clawing at my back. I he kissed me quickly before hugging me tighter.
"I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go, June, please. I can't leave you. I can't," he cried.
"No, Peter, I'm here! I'm here!"
We fell to ground together. I hung over him as his hands stroked my tear-stained cheek. "I don't wanna go. Please."
He paused, his eyes darting around my face.
"I love you, June. I'm sorry."
And then, I was forced to watch Peter turn to dust before my eyes.
"PETER!" I screamed. "PETER! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" I sobbed loudly and held my chest, tugging at my suit. "Peter, don't leave! I need you! I need you!"
Mr. Stark pulled me towards him, allowing me to hug him.
"PETER!" I sobbed. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I fucked up. I couldn't keep you safe, I couldn't help you. I'm sorry! I'M SORRY."
I grasped the air, attempting to grip onto Peter: any part of him.
But I couldn't. He was gone. Turned to dust.
"Peter," I whispered. "I'm so sorry."
Just then my watch went off, causing me to wail louder.
Memories of us flashed in my mind, like frames of movies.
•
"Peter!" I whined as he stood up from the bed. "Where are you going?"
He smiled and kissed my softly on the cheek. "I'm just gonna get some water. Want anything?"
Ignoring the question, you continued to whine childishly. "Don't leave at all. Never leave me."
"I'm never gonna leave you," he stated seriously. "Never. Not until the day I die."
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖,
𝔹𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕤.
𝕀𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕨𝕒𝕪.
𝕎𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤.
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖
𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕕,
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𝙢𝙧. 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚🕷 (PETER PARKER X OC)
Fanfiction"I'm so glad your ok," He whispered as he buried his face in my hair. I hugged him tightly. "You almost fucking died." "Language," he chuckled. "Don't be so negative." "Wow, ok, Mr. B R I G H T S I D E!" • June. Peter's best friend (beside Ned)...
