𝙈𝙪𝙩𝙚 | Peter Parker

Chapter 18

"Yes— Yes, that's great Megan— Alright I'll see you soon."

Pepper sighed once she hung up the phone. She turned and faced Peter with a small smile. "Her therapist is coming. Never thought I'd have to call her anymore, but she's going to be seeing (Y/N) once a week now."

"Whats the therapist's name?"

"Megan."

Peter nodded, turning his head to look at you. He was sitting on your bed as you slept on his lap, playing with your hair so it'd calm you down.

"Was Megan the one who thought she didn't need therapy anymore?"

"No. It was Tony actually. He thought she was getting better so he told Megan that (Y/N) didn't need to keep seeing her. She agreed. And she was doing fine but now she's getting worse again." Pepper explained.

"I also can't thank you enough for being there for my daughter. She's gone through rough times, and you manage to keep her calm and sane. To keep her happy, I'm grateful."

Peter smiled once the words entered his ears. "Well, I really really really like her. I've been through some stuff as well, and I never wanted to get someone to close to me, afraid something might happen. But I wouldn't be able to stay away from (Y/N) if I tried, she's kept me happy so I'm willing to do whatever it takes to protect her." He said, causing a smile to grow on Peppers lips.

"I heard you two got your first kiss."

He started to blush remembering about it from earlier. He knew it was her first kiss and it was also his. The feeling he had felt made him happy, as if it was meant to happen, as it was meant to be. "Yea," He shyly laughed.

"I'm happy you're her first kiss. Better you than that other boy— but I'll leave you two to rest." And with that, she left the room so the couple could rest and be in each other's company.

Peter had soon fell asleep but an hour later, he woke up to you staring at him with a smile. "What are you staring at?" He asked chuckling. 'I'm staring at you, obviously. You're just so handsome and you looked peaceful as you slept.' You signed and sat up, the smile never leaving your face.

"Well, I could say the same about you— I mean you're not handsome b-but you are beautiful and just gorgeous actually." You couldn't help but laugh, he started to blush in embarrassment and you thought it was cute.

'You're cute when you blush.' That caused him to blush even more. You just laid your head on his chest as he then started rubbing your back.

"Hey, so, your mom called your therapist and she'll come to see you for a bit today. And I was thinking... that maybe you and I should go on a date." He said a bit shyly. You haven't been on an official date with him and it would sure make you happy so you agreed on the idea. "Great well, um... dress up.... a bit fancy. I'll pick you up later at 7." He said and you nodded. He kissed your cheek before getting up from the bed and leaving. You smiled to yourself when he left.

Peter had already planned on taking you out tonight so he had asked Tony for help to pay for a nice restaurant, his only problem was knowing if you were going to say yes or no and thankfully, you said yes.

You looked at the time and it was currently 5:30, so you had time to talk to your therapist for a bit then go on a date with Peter. BRIONY told you to head down to the living room saying that Megan was there.

'Hey Megan. Nice to see you again,' You signed walking over to Megan who had turned to look at you after talking to Pepper. "Hey there, (Y/N). Would you like to go to another room that we used to talk in or would you like to talk in the living room?" You thought for a moment after hearing the question and turned to your mom. 'There's no cameras in the room, right?' You signed.

"No there isn't."

'The room.'

Megan nodded and started to lead the way. It was silent for the most part, Megan asking a few questions about the home as they walked to the room. Once stepping in your therapy room, you sat down on the small couch in there.

Megan saw across from you, on a chair, placing down her workbook and bag on the table. "So, your mother has told me that you seem to be— having problems?" You nodded and she leaned back in her chair, nodding as well.

"Would you like to tell me about the "dream" you had earlier?"

You sighed and shifted in your seat and brought your hands up to sign. After explaining it, Megan seems to be trying to find the right words to say.

"I would like to say first that this of course was a dream, and they will only ever be dreams." You couldn't help but shake your head in disagreement. Sure, you've had nightmares before, but they never felt SO real, this time it actually felt like you were living it. No way could it have been a dream.

'It wasn't a dream. I know for a fact it wasn't. It just felt way to real. Something's telling me it wasn't a dream. Something shot me, something had to. Because it actually felt as if I got shot!' You signed with a panic look.

Megan sighed. "First things first, lets try and realize it was a dream. Sometimes dreams feel real, I've had dreams where they have felt real but they aren't. Try to realize that. You are safe, and it's only in your head."

You didn't want to believe it was real but it felt real. But Megan was making you feel as if you just went crazy. Something wasn't right about this whole thing, the more you heard someone say it was a dream, the more crazy you feel and the more you realize that it wasn't a dream.