Tom Holland And Peter Parker Imagines

*Peter Parker* Hospital

I was limping down the empty hallways with my crutches under my armpits. They were irritating my skin, but I didn't care right now. I was thirsty and the only kitchen nearby my room was this.

The hospital's hallways were almost taken out of a horror movie. It was dark and my naked foot made smacking noises against the floor while the other was dangling in the air.

I turned around at a corner and gasped. The kitchen lights in the end of the hallway was already on. I sank some spit and walked slowly towards the kitchen. When I approached it a looks quickly around.

"Is anyone here?" I asked with a raspy voice.

Someone behind me said 'hi' and I rapidly turned around, but failed with my crutches and fell to the hard floor.

"Oh my god!" I heard the same voice exclaim and run towards me. "Are you okay?"

A warm hand grabbed my arms and pulled me up and helped me over to the countertop. I was using the countertop as support as the figure took my crutches and walked over to me again.

"Here," He said smiling.

I took them and smiled back.

"Thank you.."

I looked at him. He wasn't very tall, but just tall enough. He has brown hair and cute puppy eyes. A smile was forming on his lips and I looked down in embarrassment.

"Are you Okay?" He asked me.

He had a British accent.

"Yeah.. thank you, but you shouldn't jump scare people like that," I said, slightly giggling.

"Sorry. Won't happen again."

I smiled again and then noticed something. He had a lot of scars and bruises on his face and a big bandage was around his head.

"What's happened to you?" I asked in curiosity.

He shrugged his shoulder and I believed I could see his cheek turns a little red.

"I was in a fight," he said shyly.

"That's horrible! What happened?"

"I saw these guys try and rob the store. I couldn't let them do it."

How sweet. Another good guy who pays the price of some dickheads who's tryna be cool.

I gave him a crooked compassion smile and he smiled back.

"But what about you? Broke your leg or something?"

He walked backwards until he hit another countertop across from me and jumped up on it.

"Yeah.. I tripped and fell."

"Idiot," he laughed.

"Me an idiot? What about you walking around in an empty, dark kitchen with only one light turned on. Like, are you really trying to kill people?"

He laughed and shook his head.

"Nah, I just like the dark. I don't know why tho."

"Weirdo."

He smiled and I pulled my crutches under my armpits again to walk over to the cupboard above the countertop to take a glass.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Doing what I came for," I muttered as I tried to jump, but I was too small to reach the cupboard.

"Let me help you."

"No I got i-woah!"

I squealed as I felt an ark wrap around my back and another around my knees and pulled me up in bridesmaid style. The crutches fell to the floor and he sat me down on the countertop next to the sink.

"What the hell!" I squealed.

He didn't answer but took out a glass and poured some water in it and then handed it to me.

"Here you go."

I smiled and took it. I let my head fall backwards and let the water pour down my throat. What a relief. I gasped and put the glass down again.

"Thank you.. Umm?"

"My name is Peter."

I nodded and pointed at the crutches on the floor.

"Can you give me those please?"

He bend down and grabbed them and gave them to me.

"Thank you. And I'm (Y/N)."

I jumped down and pulled them under my armpits again and walked past him and over to the hallways.

"Are you going to bed already, (Y/N)?" He shouted after me.

I looked behind me with a cheeky smile.

"I have to rest. Or else it'll take weeks for me to recover. I'm going home tomorrow."

"Me too, let's meet up before we go home alright?"

"Sure! Where?"

He shrugged his shoulder with a smile.

"What about right here?"

"As long as you don't kill me with your jump scares," I giggled.

"Can't promise anything," he said laughing.

I just shook my head and walked away and around the corner. Even tho we just met I felt like I've known that persons my whole life. Like we just clicked. We just met, but I already felt comfortable around him.