Iron Boy [Peter Parker x Male Reader]

Chapter Twenty

Peter's P.O.V

I sighed in relief as Y/N released his energy on us.
      I chuckled slightly and shook my head.
      I looked up to see him meet my eyes.
      "Happy?" he said, slightly annoyed.
      I started to nod, but someone else spoke.
      "Yes." Sokolov said.
      Y/N turned to look at her and so did everyone else.
     I heard a click, and then the bang of a gun.
      "NO!" I screamed.
      I darted forward, ready to catch Y/N, but froze as I saw what happened.
      His hand was calmly held up and a bullet was floating in front of it with blue energy surrounding it.
      "No..." she grumbled as another shot went off, the bullet joined the first, floating before him.
      "It'll take more than that, Sokolov." Y/N said.
      He cocked an eyebrow and I saw her gun barrel get crushed, then the gun flew out of her grasp.
      He walked up to her in two steps and his hand shot to her forehead, his palm connecting to it.
      His eyes flared blue.
      I saw the veins in his neck bulge and glow with blue energy, the blue veins spread from his neck down his arm and into his hand. It reached Sokolov's head and she groaned. Her veins also turning blue and her eyes going slightly hazy.
      He seethed through his teeth.
      There was a flash of blue light before Trudy fell onto her back.
      I rushed up to her and put my fingers against her neck, as Y/N stood there watching me.
      She was alive.
      "Oh, thank god. What did you do?" I sighed.
      "Gave her a fate worse than death..."
      I furrowed my eyebrows.
      Trudy began to speak.
      "Smoke...Trial seven...Needle...Missing piece...No guts...Pathetic...Happy..." she mumbled, her eyes distant.
"Trudy? Trudy."
I ran a hand through my hair.
"Y/N, what did you do?"

Y/N's P.O.V

"Y/N, what did you do?" Peter said again, more sternly.
"I wiped her mind or all consciousness. She can't control her body, but she's still alive. She can't respond to anything, or see, or hear, she can't make new memories. All she can do is think, and wander around her past."
"Smoke...trial seven...needle...missing piece...no guts...pathetic...happy..." she continued to repeat the phrase.
"A fate worse than death." I said staring at her body on the floor.
Steve walked over to her and scooped her up giving me a disappointed look.
"I'll get her to a hospital."
My dad nodded and he took off with her in his arms, she was still mumbling the phrase over and over. Her eyes distant.
"Let's get you home." he said taking me by the shoulders and leading me towards the quinjet.

We landed at the base and I headed for the door, opening it and walking in slowly. Smiling as I entered.
"Never thought I'd be here again..." I smiled.
"Y/N!" Wanda said jogging up to me and wrapping her arms around me.
I hugged her back.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine. But you won't believe what I have to tell you."
As everyone else filed in, I explained the origin of my powers, and how they were given.
"As interesting as this all is, I think Y/N needs some sleep." Tony said, patting my knee.
I nodded, all the exhaustion finally settling in on me, my shoulders sagged and my face fell. How did I not realise how tired I was?
"I'll take him up, Mr. Stark..." Peter said taking my hand and leading me away.
He led me up to my room and opened the door. I stood in the doorway and faced him.
We just looked at each other for a moment, before brining his lips to mine, softly.
"Mm..." I mumbled.
"I'm so glad to have you back..." he said to me leaning his forehead on mine.
"Me too."
"We'll do something tomorrow. Michelle's been missing you too."
I smiled.
I'm sure Mj was interrogating him every day.
"I'd like that."
He nodded then kissed me once more.
"Goodnight, Y/N." he said, starting to walk away.
I suddenly felt something, in my gut that I hadn't felt before. I felt something in my heart, that I didn't know I could feel. All of a sudden, I just...knew. Just like Wanda said.
"Hey, Peter?" I said softly, getting his attention before he left.
He turned and raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah?"
"I, uh..." I smiled, looked down and shook my head, then looked back up to him. He was waiting patiently. "I love you."
His face looked shocked at first, then he smiled. He rushed forward and wrapped me in his arms.
"I love you, too..." he mumbled.
I smiled as his chest pressed against me, I could hear his heartbeat through the fabric of his shirt.
He pulled away gently and pressed a third, longer, lingering kiss to my lips before heading down the hallway a smile on his lips.
I raised a hand and touched my lips gently, a small smile on them.
Then I slipped fully into my room and quietly closed the door.