The Choice-Spider-Man homecoming fanfic

Little, yet beautiful

An acute ringing was sounding through Mj's ears as she tried to lift her head off the ground, but everything was blurry, spinning, & her head felt like it weighed 100 pounds. She let out a groan of pain and she immediately felt a hand touch hers. "Mj. Are you alright?" She let out another groan as Peter helped her sit up. "Just dandy, " Mj answered, leaning against him for support. "Ooh. That doesn't look good, " Peter examined Mj's head as she closed her eyes in pain. "Why are you alright?" "I heal fast." "Lucky," Mj said as she slowly stood up & tried to steady herself. It seemed they were in a tall rectangular container with pipes sticking out on each side. "What is this?" Mj said aloud, not expecting an answer. "I have a funny feeling he's pulling the second try thing, " Peter answered her back after a minute of consideration. "What do you mean?" You know when he locked me in that container with freezing water?" "Yeah. You almost died. A person doesn't forget things like that, & trust me there are a lot of things you can't remember from then." Peter gave her a funny look & she whispered under her breath, "Thankfully." "Anyway, " Peter continued as if there was no interruption. "This looks and reminds me of that." "Well, sh--, " Mj remarked. Peter stood up and... Rammed his body into the wall? "What the frick are you doing?" "I'm tryna get us out, " Peter said as he steadied himself from the harsh pound against the wall. "Idiot, " Mj remarked, but Peter nevertheless slammed his body into the heavy, metal walls again. Mj rolled her eyes as Peter stumbled back not even slightly denting the walls.

Another 12 minutes passed of Peter pounding his body against the wall till Mj couldn't take watching Peter hurt himself anymore. So Mj decided to take things into her own hands. She stood up and physically moved him to the other side of the container and made him sit down. Usually, she would've never been able to move his"rather buff" (in Mj's opinion), body, but Peter was so winded from slamming himself into the wall that it was like holding a feather. After a minute Peter tried to stand up again, but Mj put her hand out to stop him. "Stop it Loser. Killing yourself isn't gonna do us any good." "I have to get us out of here." "I'm not gonna let you die in here, " Peter said weakly. "Me?!" Mj exclaimed. "What about us?! Stop being selfless! It's annoying because I'm not gonna be, so you're not allowed to be. You couldn't get out last time, you're not going to this time." "Wow, was that supposed to be a pep talk?" Mj sighed and sank down next to Peter, eventually laying her head down on his shoulder. "I'm sure " Ironman" is looking for us and if not, sure we might die, but you kind of have to except that because we can't do anything about it." Peter opened his mouth to say something, but a loud sound came from the pipes causing Mj and Peter to both jump to their feet. Mounds of water started to burst from the pipes at an alarming rate. "I'm not getting wet yet, " Mj said as she grabbed onto Peter. "Do your thing." Peter looked at her quizzically but eventually caught on. He used both hands to hang on to a web and walk himself up the wall. Once they reached the top Peter built something like a hammock with 20 layers of webs. "Alright, " Peter said, setting Mj down on it, then lowering himself. "That should hold us for a while." "It better, " Mj said.

Almost an hour had passed and the water was alarmingly close. "Let's face it, " Mj started. "We're not gonna be rescued and we'll probably die." "Wow, that's optimistic, " Peter remarked. "Well, just in case we die, I think we should have a confessional." "A what?" "My point is, I want to know all the dirty, little secrets your keeping from me." Peter laughed. "I don't have any secrets." "Oh please, there's no way you tell me everything, " Mj ployed. "Well, I guess there are a few things." "And you're gonna tell me. Trust me. You don't wanna die with this heavy guilt." Peter scoffed and rolled his eyes, but Mj could see he was trying to hide a smile. "I'm not getting out of this one, am I?" "Nope," Mj said bluntly. "You know when you found me in that container filled with water?" Mj nodded. "Well, I remember more then you think." Mj turned slightly pink. "Even... The car... And..." Peter nodded and laughed at the expression on Mj's face which quickly turned back to her classic "I really don't care" look. "Well, I only did it to save your life, plus your "mentor," told me to." Peter gave her his usual goofy grin. "Alright. Anything else you're dying to get off your shoulders?" I like you Mj. Peter thought, but he couldn't bring himself to say it, besides, Mj already said she actually didn't like him. "Nope." "Oof. You're a bad liar, " Mj said with a grimace. "What about you?" Peter changed the subject. Mj laughed mockingly. "Nothing you're getting out of me." "No fair. It's your turn, " Peter said, giving Mj a pouty lip, which in her opinion was adorable. "Fine." Mj took a minute to think of something she didn't care about. "Before you told me you were   Spider-Man, I already knew." "WHAT?! Lies!" "No seriously. Like I said, you suck at lying." I don't even believe it." "Ok, Loser... Whatever you say." There was a comfortable silence for a bit till Mj asked, "How long do you think we have till the water reaches us?" "Long enough to take a nap, " Peter said as he yawned and lay down. "I like how you think Parker. Not a bad way to die." Peter patted the area next to him and Mj chuckled. "Yeah right. Nice try though." "Suit yourself, " Peter said as he closed his eyes, pretending to fall asleep and after ten minutes he felt Mj lie down next him and bury her head in his shoulder. Mj could just hear a smirk on Peter's face. "Shut up Parker. It's only because it's cold." "Right..."

"Mj. Wake up. Wake up!" "What?" Mj groaned. "I don't think Mr. Stark will make it in time." "I know Loser. How long has it been?" "I don't know, " Peter said, worry in his voice. "But the water's only 12 feet  away!" "Chill Peter, " Mj said cooly. "CHILL?! YOU COULD DIE!" "Wrong. We could and as I said, there's nothing we can do about it." "I don't understand you, " was the only thing Peter could say to that.

Mj and Peter sat together hand in hand for the next 10 minutes. Mj was trying not to pay attention to the water that seemed to rise faster and faster. Snap! They were both consumed by the large body of water. Peter came up from the water gasping for breath, but Mj didn't. Peter waited for another 15 seconds, still no Mj. He quickly dived under the water frantically searching for her. Finally, his hands found hers and he pulled her up. Mj coughed and gasped. "Would now be a good time to tell you I'm not a great swimmer?" Mj joked as she wiped her wet curls from her face while trying to stay above the water. "Grab on to me, " Peter insisted. "No, it'll weigh you down." But Peter wasn't gonna stand for arguing, so he grabbed her and held her by the waist. "You are so stubborn, " Mj said, trying to wiggle free from his grasp. Peter laughed. "Says you." After another minute both their heads brushed the top of the container as they struggled to breathe. "PETER!" Mj yelled over the sound of the water. "I HAVE SOMETHING TO ADMIT!" "I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T TELLING ME ANYTHING!" "YEAH, BUT WE'RE GONNA DIE, SO... PETER I LO-" BANG! BANG! "MR. STARK?!" Peter yelled. "HANG ON KID. I'M GETTING YOU OUT OF THERE! I NEED YOU BOTH TO MOVE AS FAR AWAY FROM THIS SIDE OF THE WALL AS POSSIBLE!" "HOLD YOUR BREATH!" Peter hollered before dragging Mj as far down as he could swim without damaging his eardrums from the water pressure. Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, both Peter and Mj found themselves lying on solid ground, coughing and gasping for breath. Tony let out a big sigh. "You kids alright?" He asked as he rushed to their sides. "Just dandy."

Tony had given them towels and refused to let them leave his sight until he knew they were alright. Then they were brought to Stark tower to be checked by Dr. Banner. "You guys are lucky, " Bruce said as he took a look at the both of them. "I'm sorry," Tony said before they could answer. "Mr. Stark, it's not your-" "No kid. You're wrong it is. Not only do I have you dragged in this mess, but I have the girl." "Yup. And this girl has a name, " Mj said but was totally ignored. "Pete. You gotta understand something, " Tony sighed and took a seat across from the hospital bed Peter and Mj were sitting on. "He hates me. And he's using you to hurt me, to get under my skin. He's gonna use you and everyone you know against me." Peter felt numb. "H-he's gonna hurt M-May." "I don't know kid, but I have someone watching your house & her workplace 24\7. If that son of a b--- comes near you, I'll know from now on."

Peter and Mj were sent home eventually, but Peter seemed so paranoid. "Happy, keep driving to Peter's house, I'm staying with him." "Mj, you don't ha-" "Yes I do." Peter didn't try to argue because you can't change Mj's mind once it's made.

"Oh my gosh! I was so worried about you!" May exclaimed as she pulled both of them into a hug. "Are you alright?" "We're fine, " Peter assured her. "Good. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! Ned told me you both left the party and didn't come back. Where on earth did you go and why the heck didn't you tell anyone?!" "Sorry, May I-" "It's my fault, " Mj butted in. "I wanted to show Peter something and I guess we lost track of time." May looked slightly disbelieving, but she left it with a simple, "Don't let it happen again."

The next day at school all Ned could talk about was what happened the night before. "It was like 3o minutes and everyone was like, " Oh, where's Peter and Mj?" Betty said you probably were kissing or something weird, but then we searched the closets, and obviously, that was just for fun, but we couldn't find you and after 3 hours everyone was freaking out and Liz almost called the police, but I had to convince her not to, and oh - BETTY KISSED ME! IT WAS UNBELIEVABLE!" Ned finally finished, gasping for breath. "Wow. That's awesome and weird and cool, " Peter replied. "I know right?" Ned started rambling on and on about it, but Peter zoned out as he watched Mj get her tray of food. He was so tired from the past events he hardly realized he was staring till Mj walked up and snapped at him. "You better stop staring or the 50-year-old cafeteria worker might catch on." Peter choked when he heard that. "Ew. No one likes her, " Ned said. "No one even knows her name, we just try to butter her up so we can get more food from her. "Wow. That's kind of you, " Mj remarked while Ned and Peter sniggered. And eventually, Peter found himself staring at her again, happy he was alive so that he could enjoy the little, yet beautiful things...

A\N: Phew! That was a long one lol, and yet I didn't think it was very well written, but nevertheless, I hoped you liked it & leave a comment to let me know what you thought! ❤