You hated your job. Working at the Deli till 2am, was scary when you had to walk through the dark streets of Queens on your own. Your shift hadn't finished, but Delmar had told you to head home an hour early because the sub shop was dead. Once you got your bag, you grabbed your weeks wage and tips, and headed out the back door.
"See you tomorrow" you called into your boss.
"Bye y/n. Get home safe" Delmar shouted back. The air was cold, and you felt lonely that you had no one to meet you to walk home with. No boyfriend, or family, or friend's really, because you was always working. Just Peter Parker, the guy who lived down stairs. You wished he was your boyfriend though. He was a gentleman, holding doors, and helping with your shopping bags. You held your bag tightly in the dark areas of town. No one was around but it was just to be sure. As you passed an alleyway, something pulled you into it. You tried to wriggle out the man's grip but he was too strong.
"We've got a wiggler" the man holding you joked.
"Just get the bag off her" the other man commanded.
"My boyfriend was right behind me. He'll kick your ass" you say, hoping it will encourage them to let you go, but it didn't work. You closed your eyes in fear, but suddenly you felt the weight of the first man away from you.
"Hey Guys!" a new voice said. You opened your eyes to see Spiderman.
"Who are you?" the man holding you asked.
"I'm the boyfriend" Spiderman said, before webbing the knife out of the guys hand and knocking them out.
Spiderman walked over with your bag.
"I believe this is yours" Spiderman said.
"Thank you" you smiled taking the bag. Suddenly a slight pain waved across your shoulder. The knife had caught you when Spiderman webbed it away.
"Oh you're bleeding" Spiderman panicked.
"I'll be okay, I just need to get home" You said before passing out. Stupid blood fear. You woke up on your couch. You reached up for your shoulder, and noticed it was cleaned up. Your bag was also on the side of the couch.
"Y/n, how are you feeling?" Peter asked, walking in from the bathroom.
"How did I get here?" you asked.
"I found you outside and brought you in. I noticed your shoulder too, so I cleaned it whilst you were asleep. I know how much you hate blood" Peter explained.
"Thank you Peter" you smiled. Peter sat beside you, as you laid your legs upon his. "Spiderman saved me from some muggers, not far from my work" you told Peter. Peter looked over at you. "But, you're my real hero" you added.
"How do you mean?" Peter asked.
"Spiderman left me out in the cold, with a cut. You brought me into my apartment, cleaned the wound, and stayed till I woke up to make sure I was okay" you smiled, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Spiderman told them muggers he was my boyfriend" you added. "Would you like to be?" you asked Peter. His eyes shot open.
"You know?" Peter asked. You nodded. "How?".
"As soon as I met Spiderman I knew it was you. I don't know anyone more than I know you. I notice everything because I care about you" You admitted.
"I've had a crush on you since you moved into the building" Peter admitted.
"I wish you had told me, because I felt the same way".
