⌜ 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚢 ⌟ 🕷️ peter parker x male reader

CHAPTER SIX

It was the period of P.E and everyone were on the gym. You were partnered with Harry who was holding your knees as you did seat ups. Lot of girls stared at you due how muscular and lean you are. You couldn't blame them, when you still live in the tower, Steve Rogers would train you and exercise you so that you get used to your powers and then Natasha would train you some Martial Art techniques.

"Seriously, (Y/N). How did you get this so buff?" Harry asked.

"Well, Captain America would train me before he became a fugitive of the law." You replied and switched positions with him.

"Did you see the bank camera on YouTube they had fought off four guys." You heard Liz Allan said and look at her who were seating on the benches.

"Oh my god. You have a crush on Spider-Man and Superboy." Betty teasingly said.

"Kind of..." Liz blushed and look down on the floor.

"Honestly, I think you should pick Superboy. I mean look at him, he's tall and handsome and he's like around our age." Betty said, "But Spider-Man has a mask, we don't even know how does he look like. Like what if he's seriously burned?"

"I don't care. I would still love the two of them equally." Liz stated.

Sorry, Liz. Kinda have my eyes on Peter. You mentally said.

"Peter knows Spider-Man."

All attention went to Ned Leeds and Peter Parker. He knew that they were listening to the conversation but you remember that Peter doesn't know about your alter-ego yet. And you know that he doesn't even know that you have powers. Gosh, why did you forget about that?

"No, I don't. I mean—" Peter was trying to deny what his friend had told everyone.

"Yeah, like how Coach Wilson and Captain America are friends." Flash said causing some laughter. You glared at the boy but clenched your jaw to restrain yourself from shooting lasers at him.

"I've met him, yeah. A couple of times." Peter glared at his friend behind him. "But is through the internship. Yeah, well I'm not supposed to talk about it."

"Hey, isn't (Y/N) there too?" Liz asked.

"Yeah, Spider-Man was there." (Y/N) nodded.

"Hey, Liz, you should invite him to your party." Flash said.

"Yeah, I'm having people over tonight. You're more than welcome to come." Liz said kindly, "You too, (Y/N)."

"I don't mind." You said.

"Having a party?" Peter turned his head to Ned astonished.

"Yeah, it's gonna be dope. You should totally invite your personal friend, Spider-Man."

Liz took Peter's reply as a rejection, "It's okay if he doesn't wanna come. I know Peter's way too busy to attend parties anyways..."

"Come on, he'll be there, right Parker?" Flash taunted more.

(Y/N) frowned in disappointment when Peter surrendered to the petition of their classmates, promising to bring Spider-Man to the party. He grabbed Peter's wrist and drag him out of the gym.

"What are you doing?" You asked.

"I don't know! It was Ned!" Peter replied.

"You're not really good at keeping secrets do you?" You frowned at him and he look down at the floor, "I'm not mad at you, Peter. Just really disappointed but I won't tell Tony about this."

"Okay..." He nodded.

"After class come at the roof because I want to tell you something." You said and left him standing there.

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After all class have ended, you are now sitting on the edge of the roof. This by far, the most nerve-racking decision you have ever made in your sixteen years of life. Why the hell did you ask Peter to come meet you at the roof without any mental preparation? Surely, he will betrayed when you know that he's Spider-Man and him without knowing your Superboy. I mean Tony told you about him being Spider-Man and him agreeing that he is.

The evening sun was glaring down at the boy as he waited for the other boy to come. You had went home first before Peter notice you were gone at school and you had used the remaining time to sort everything out.

Peter came from the stairs and he couldn't help but be nervous of what will they're gonna talk about. Was it him agreeing that he's Spider-Man? If so, he'll won't do it! He doesn't want his friend (crush) to be disappointed at him. He won't care if he's still a loser just as long he doesn't think he is just like the rest.

"Hey, Pete." You greeted as you turned to face him.

Here goes. Peter thought and gulped, "Look, (Y/N). About the party, I won—"

"I'm Superboy."

Peter look at you with wide eyes and he seemed to be misheard you.

"Huh? What?"

"I said I'm Superboy."

You took off your glasses and he gasped and pointed a shaky finger at you. "Y-you're Superboy?"

You sighed, he still doesn't believe you yet. You grab his wrist and pushed him off the edge. He screamed at what you did but he stopped when he saw you jumping down and caught him before he even hit the ground and flew back up to the roof with him being carried by you, princess-style. You set him on his feet and him being shaken of the events a while ago.

"You're... Superboy." He breathed as he look up at you.

"Yeah, sorry for pushing you off the edge." You said, sheepishly grinning.

"That was so not cool!" He whined.

"Surely, you like when I carried you though." You remarked.

"Am not!" He blushed red.

"Haha, I know you do. Let's go to the Party?"

"Yeah."