If only (trans reader x Peter parker)

(17)

A few days later, I was permitted to leave but I had to go easy for obvious reasons. I wasn't allowed to bind for another two weeks, which made my dysphoria 9000 times worse. I just took my time to heal. I basically stayed in my room the whole time. Then training day arrived. I packed a small bag and got changed into a loose hoodie and shorts with my sneakers and socks too. "Alright, I'm going now. See you all later!" I Said, walking towards the elevator. "Bye y/n, be careful!" Bruce yelled after me. i got in and waited to be taken to the ground floor. i walked out and greeted the receptionists.

i started walking along the street and towards my bus stop to the gym midway between the tower and peter's place, when i was stopped by an older woman. "ma'am, can i help you?" i asked. she smiled and nodded. "what's up?" i replied. she pulled out her phone and showed me the maps page which had a location not to far away pulled up. "you're headed there?" i asked. she nodded again. "ok ma'am, it's right down this street and when you see the blue cafe, turn right. go down that street and it's just before the next crosswalk." i explained. she smiled gratefully and nodded, walking on her merry way, i continued walking on mine, untangling my headphones and plugging them in. i presses play, knowing that my phone would just shuffle songs when a song from my early childhood came on. i smiled at the memory and kept walking, happy from then on.

i arrived at the bus stop, watching the road and waiting for the right bus. Once it finally arrived, I stepped on and took the only empty seat next to a tall, scrawny, suspicious and downright creepy man. Mid 40's ish, he couldn't have been older than 55. I pulled out my phone and messaged peter, telling him I was on my way. He replied with 'turn around.' I peeked behind me and caught his goofy grin smiling at me, I smiled back and messaged him. "Dude, creep sitting next to me tho 🤮" I heard him snicker, then a typing bubble showed up. "If you're not safe, we'll get off at the next stop." It read. "I might take you up on that." I said, I was growing increasingly more uncomfortable the longer I sat next to this man. He gave me bad vibes, like sex trafficker vibes.

When the bus pulled up to the next stop, I got up and walked off the bus, Peter following closely behind. We continued the rest of the way, walking to the gym. "So, why haven't you been able to train for a so long?" Peter asked, breaking the silence. "Well, I've been healing." I said, not wanting to go on and on explaining it. "Healing?" He asked. "I bound for too long too tight and got cut up. Don't worry, I'm fine." I explained. He nodded and grabbed my hand, pulling me away from out path suddenly and behind a bus stop.

A/n: I'm really sorry this update has taken me a month. I'm running out of ideas and fast so if you have anything you'd like to see, please let me know!