LIFELINE - peter parker x reader

chapter two - diagnosis

warnings: surgery described a lot!!

you wake up the next morning to your phone blaring. yet this time is a call rather than your alarm set to ring in 34 minutes.

"hello," you groaned.

"dr. romanoff! hi hey. it's carly, sorry to bother you this early but—"

"carly, hi, what's wrong? is everything okay?" you asked, sitting up attentively now. peter is in the process of rolling over into you, sensing your wake.

"well, um, no," she sniffled, "my dad ran off from the hospital. he just vanished. i came in early to see him and he was gone. i don't know where he is."

you sighed, "okay look, it's gonna be okay, we can send police out to look for him. he couldn't have gone far it looked like he had a broken neck."

"okay, okay, thanks."

"sure, i'll call it in now. i'll be in soon," you replied and hung up. you quickly made a call to the nypd giving them the details of everything that went down and who to look for. this happened surprisingly a lot. injured hospital runaways were not uncommon in new york city. he was probably just scared.

you got out of bed and stretched, heading to the shower, since you definitely wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. at least you could take your time. a few minutes into your shower, peter stumbled into the bathroom, clad in plaid pyjamas pants and a white t shirt. his hair was a horrific mess, but he looked like he healed well.

"y/nnnn," he called out to you in the shower while using the toilet.

"good morning, what's up?"

"you didn't wake me up, i got worried you already left till i heard the shower."

"i got up early due to carly having an emergency."

"oh," he squinted while washing his hands, "is everything okay?"

"her dad escaped from the hospital."

"ah okay."

you were scrubbing your hair clean while peter sat on the bathroom vanity kicking his feet.

you peeked you're head out from the curtain, smiling, "do you need something?"

"you know," he looked at you grinning, "a kiss would be great right now."

you rolled your eyes and nodded your head, motioning for him to come over. he gladly hopped down from the vanity and met you to give you a nice long kiss, pulling back every so often and returning to kiss you again. you eventually pushed his chest back.

"i'm gonna waste too much water back up."

he obliged and started to walk out of the bathroom but stopped when you said his name.

"stay, i have to check your wound."

he sat back down on the vanity and waited for you. your turned off the shower and gracefully stepped out onto the bath mat, grabbing your robe and wrapping it around your body to dry. peter happily watched the lovely sight. you faced him and smiled back.

"okay take off your pants please," you said grabbing some supplies.

"whew, getting right into it huh," he smirked.

"not the time to be cheeky."

he kicked off his pants, revealing the bandaged wound. this time there was no blood covering the crisp white cotton, which was a good sign. you slowly wet the cotton pads so they would peel off easily and to your surprise all that was left behind was a scar. completely healed.