Male X Male Reader Pt.1

Peter Parker x Male Reader

Angst angst angst. True fucking angst.

Multiple mentions of suicide and self harm.

Many acounts of abuse.

Angst turned fluff.

.....Im just gonna say some shit went down for me...... Some serious shit.....

So thats why I'm writing so dark.

Y/N Pov

"NO! DONT-"

!!!BRASH!!!! SHATTER!!!

I got cut off before I could finish. My nose quickly hit the mirror, my nose then hitting against the cement wall behind it. I groan softly as the man grabs my hair once more and pulls me away from it.

I look at them through cloudy eyes, tears and slight blood clouding them. I feel hot thick black blood drain out of my nose at a alarming rate. I breath heavily, some big streams of the blood dripping into my mouth. I spit it out.

As if I didn't break my nose on the mirror the wall sure did it.

My head still throbbing and dazing from the hard palm hit from the man before.

"Where is it?" The other man asks.

I stay silent, only the soft sound of small trickles of blood hitting the ground. My once white tussled dress shirt now stained black with blood. Suddenly I feel the mans palm hit the back of my neck hard faintly.

I groan.

"I thucking told you," I begin pausing to chuckle.

My voice thick with the sound of a broken nose and a mouth full of blood.

"You thu'dent of hit my head first. I don't feel a thucking thing now, dumbath." I growl out.

I give a soft weezed breath through my nose, I felt a harsh burn. Not gonna do that again.

The other man lets go of my hair and I laugh lightly, I stay there in a messily sitten position as I sway gently back and forth.

The massive dizziness feeling sickenly nice. I laugh silently as I begin to smile, I hear the blood from my nose drop in different places as I sway. My vision failing me now.

My head feels like a fucking helium balloon.

"Weeeee....." I murmur silently.

"Ah Jesus, why did Stark have to have such a crack head secretary?" One asks angerly.

"Hey! This is your fuckinh.... Fault!" I yell.

Suddenly a rough hand grabs my hair strongly again, I groan. Suddenly I get tossed down onto my side hard, I groan loudly.

My shoulder easily popping out of place, my arm seemingly broken in several other places as well.

I groan, I shift over onto my right side. I avoid looking at my arm, I hiss quietly as I push myself away from the men with my feet.

"Just tell us where the fucking tower is, then we'll let you go home to your little wife and kids and shit." One says.

I spit out a thick strain of black blood. Suddenly I notice there was one of my side teeth in the blood too. Now I feel my face painlessly swell and bulge.

"Eat my athh." I weeze angerly.

"You'th had me here for sixth dahz now.... Obvithoisly I'm not gonna say slthiit." I hiss.

"Don't you wanna see your wife's pretty face agin while she cooks? The kids play with the dog? The wifes moanin face as ya plow er?" He asks.

"Thingal ath thuck." I chuckle with a crooked smile.