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I write for:
- Avengers/MCU
- Criminal Minds
- Harry Potter
- Star Wars
- The Originals
- The 100
- Twilight
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I own none of these characters. All rights go to their respective creator:
- Stan Lee (Avengers/MCU)
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You paceback and forth in your room, waiting. You should be working on your history paper that's due tomorrow, but you can't focus when your boyfriend is out there risking his life. You sigh and sit on the edge of your bed, staring at your phone. A tap sounds at your window and you jump up, racing to open it.
"Peter!" you whisper as he crawls through the now open window. He collapses onto your bed with a huff. You grab the first aid kit from your bottom drawer and start to clean the cuts on his face. He flinches and you pull back. "Sorry."
"It's fine," he responds, standing up with a wince.
"What happened out there?" you ask as he moves to your desk chair.
"Just some bank robber," he brushes off. You take deep breaths to calm yourself.
"Peter, they're bank robbers. It's dangerous! You could've been hurt!" He runs a hand through his hair and huffs.
"(Y/N), I've been through worse." You stand up and start pacing.
"It doesn't matter! People with guns can kill you just as easily as a big ass ant dude with a giant boot!" you argue. He stands as well, making his way over to you. He puts his hands on your shoulders and stops you from pacing. He looks into your eyes, his full of exasperation.
"You need to stop worrying so much." You gape at him and step away.
"Are you serious? I'm sorry that I care! I'm sorry that I worry about you and I'm sorry that I'm terrified that every time you go off to be a hero that I won't see you again! That the next time I see you, you'll be in a hospital bed!" you shout. Luckily Uncle Tony is out on a date with Pepper otherwise this would be a whole lot worse. He clenches his jaw.
"(Y/N), I'm sorry. I was-"
"Leave. Just, give me time to cool off, okay?" you interrupt quietly. He opens his mouth to say something but closes it. He sighs and walks past you and out the door, most likely to go see Bruce. After standing there for a moment, you stand up and walk back to your computer to work on a history paper as if you didn't just argue with the love of your life.
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It's been three days after yours and Peter's argument and you seem to have an unspoken agreement to not speak to each other. Ned glances between the two of you in class, probably wondering what the hell has happened. The bell rings and you all pack up your stuff. You stand to rush out before Peter but I'm stopped by your history teacher, Mr. Holly.
"Miss (Y/L/N)?" you close your eyes before turning around and plastering on a smile. You walk over to his desk as the class files out.
"Yes, Mr. Holly?" He gestures you over to the paper on his desk and you walk over to see your history paper.
