"Take A Break... Have A Kit Kat." {Peter Parker X Reader}

The Pieces Fall Into Place

Peter's POV: As I got dressed that morning, I decided that I would reveal my identity to Misty. She deserved it. She had saved my life last night. I should also reveal my identity to Y/n too...

I found a clean blue button up shirt, a new grey vest, and some black slacks. I texted Ned what he thought about it. He told me I either needed to loose the vest and find a jacket, or loose the vest and find a jacket. I changed into a shiny black coat that actually came with this shirt when it arrived and went to to my hair.

I combed it, and styled most of it to the side. "You look like a businessman." I thought. "Without the bulging stomach, and facial hair." I added. I made sure that my face was clean and I had a tube of peppermint breath drops. I made sure I was wearing deodorant, a small squirt of cologne, and I walked out the door.

"Grab the mask Tony made you." I thought before I shut the door. I went back inside, grabbed the mask, and put it on. My Spider Suit was on underneath, just in case. I locked my door, and checked my watch. 7:30. "I can walk." I shrugged. I headed out of the apartment and onto Delmar's.

Y/n's POV: I could not believe it! Peter was Spider-Man! I would have to ask him about it. I'd have to tell him about me being the Black Cat of course, but that would be okay... I stared at my outfit and decided if I wanted to change.

"Nah, you'll be fine. Just wear some black leggings underneath." I shrugged. Underneath my outfit I had a black leotard on. Just in case danger came up. I stripped the clothes off, slipped the leggings on, and put the leotard back on. It wasn't comftorable.

"Ugh..." I groaned. Different outfit.

I put on some deodorant AFTER my suit was on. Afterwards I pulled the black dress over. "Better..." I sighed. I looked at my tangled curls. "Alice would've tangled them better." I thought sadly. I put on some dark eye-shadow, eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick. It was a brown lipstick, but it looked gorgeous with the dress and makeup.

"7:40. I can walk. I've got plenty of time. I felt overdressed, but I assumed Spider-Man would be too. He'd have to hide his suit. I put in some eye contacts that would change my eye color constantly, and put on some perfume. "You're going to be late if you don't go now." I muttered aloud.

---time skip---

I arrived on the dot, and saw an empty booth. I sat there, and a man came in after me, and asked if it was taken. "Sorry, it is... By my boss actually. I'm hoping to get a raise." I lied. "Ah... I'm meeting my brother. We're going to go look at wedding rings today for his fiancé." He replied. Then, I heard that his voice was familiar.

"By any chance is your name Mr. Sanders?" I asked. "Misty?" He replied. I nodded. "I feel foolish." He laughed. He moved into the booth I was in. "So, about the coffee... I'd like to get a frappé instead. Caramel." He muttered. "Funny, that's what my boyfriend and I order whenever we come here." I laughed.

I motioned for a waitress. "Yes?" She asked. "Can we get a large caramel frappé?" I asked. "Two or one?" She asked. "Two." Spidey confirmed. She wrote it down and left. A few minutes later she gave us the bill and the drinks. We thanked her then she walked off.

"Misty, I was wondering if perhaps... Uh... Identity clarification. You probably got mine last night, but-" he hesitated. "I don't think it's fair to me, or you that we don't know each other's identity. We've been working for a few months now... You've saved my life, I saved yours..." He nodded.

"I think it's fair. Only if you do yours first." I whispered. "Do you wanna go to an apartment or something?" He asked. I had moved apartments, so if it was Peter, he wouldn't suspect anything... I don't think he would. "Yeah. Mine will suffice." I nodded. I paid 10 dollars, and signed the bill. I turned it over so he couldn't see my signature.

We walked back to my place, and I locked the apartment door. I shut the curtains, and turned the lights on. "You first." I motioned. I stayed standing, and I relaxed myself so that I would seem calmer about this. He took off a mask, and when he turned around it confirmed what I had seen from last night. I accidentally jumped.

"Peter... Parker." He held out his hand, waiting for me to take it. "I know." I admitted. I took out the contacts which grossed him out, and then he heroically fainted onto my couch. "Oh Peter... I guess a few things never change." I sighed.