You were a vigilante and you helped Peter fight crime. MJ knows and it causes her to worry every time you go out with Peter. One night you end up injured and try to hide it from her and even manage to convince Peter to try and help you hide your injuries.
(Y/N)- Your Name
Warnings- Pissed off MJ, Language, Brief Mentions of Injuries
You let out a soft groan and you stood up. The criminal had done a decent amount of damage on you and you just knew that if MJ saw all of your injuries she would freak out. You knew for sure that you had a busted lip, bruised ribs (possibly fractured), your knuckles were all bruised and bloody, and you didn't even want to know how many bruises littered your body. You were disappointed in yourself. You had gotten cocky and careless and it had costed you. Thank god Peter was there to save your ass. Who knows what would've happened to you if he hadn't been.
"Shit. MJ is going to kill you and me. Dammit (Y/N)." Peter dragged his hands down his face and let out a groan.
"I'm sorry man. I just got a little too cocky. Also, she will only kill us if she finds out. I can't really hide the busted lip, but she probably won't be too upset by that. We just have to find a way to hide the rest of my injuries." Peter stared at you with his eyes wide and his mouth opening and closing like a fish.
"Um excuse me, we? We are going to do no such thing. If MJ found out she would kill us just to bring us back to life to kill us again revive our asses a second time and proceed to lecture us while kicking our asses. So ya WE aren't doing anything. If you want to go through with that plan its your funeral." You scoffed and rolled your eyes. Peter was just being overdramatic. Beside you would only get in trouble if she found out that you had tried to hide and downplay your injuries.
"Spidey come on man. Please help me out here. If MJ find out the actual extent of my injuries then she will ban me from any and all vigilante business. That includes anything having to due with the Avengers. You know how badly I love being able to train with Natasha and Clint. They are really helping me develop my fighting technique and abilities. Are you really going to let me lose that?" You knew you were laying the guilt on a little heavy but you really needed him to help you out or you were 100 percent going to be caught. You even pouted a little bit when you saw that you had his attention. He sighed and shook his head muttering something about how his life was fun while it lasted.
"Alright (Y/N). What do you need me to do?" You smirked slightly and did a fist pump before immediately regretting it.
"Well um do you know anyone that has any kind of medical knowledge because I think I might have fractured one or two of my ribs." You gave Peter a sheepish smile and he just hits himself on the forehead with the palm of his hand.
"Of course you did. Ok. Let me think. I can't take you to Aunt May because she will definitely tell MJ. Captain America is definitely out because he would tell not only MJ but everyone else too. Nat and Clint are out of the picture because you know that they wouldn't let you train with them. Also they would tell MJ just so they could watch her kick both our asses. We cant go to Mr. Stark because he will end up telling Ms. Potts and she will for sure tell MJ. Umm so who does that leave. Oh! I know who we can get to help. Wanda and Pietro. They won't tell anyone and Wanda apparently is amazing when it comes to helping patch people up." Peter let a huge grin take over his face at finally being able to figure out who would be able to help you.
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