marvel oneshots

hostages - peter parker x reader

"Y/N - please wake up - please, please, please wake up"

You groaned, the panicked voice sounding slightly louder now.

"Oh god, you're alive - okay you can do this, I just need you to open your eyes - c'mon"

Listening to the voice, you fought against the heaviness of your eyelids, eyes fluttering open.

A choked sob escaped Peter's throat as he watched you move, his voice hoarse from talking to you for the past few hours. He watched with glistening eyes as you groggily took in your surroundings, a million apologies ready to spill over his lips.

"Pete?"

Your voice was croaky, head thumping in pain with every tiny movement you made.

"Yes - Yeah, I'm here. I'm here"

Hating the way he was crying, you went to move over to reassure him, stopping abruptly as the chains kept you tethered to the wall yanked you back. Panic began to build as you made eye contact with Peter, your chest constricting painfully as you realised both of your masks were off.

"What happened?"

"I don't know - we were swinging and then - I woke up and you were slumped in the corner - I thought you were dead, you've been out for hours" he stammered, voice thick with barely restrained tears, "I don't know why we're here. I really don't"

Before you could try to console him, the door swung open with a large bang, three heavy-set men walking in, each wearing matching smirks.

"So two of the avengers are teenagers, huh" one said, mockery clear in his tone, "I wonder why Stark would ever let people who get captured this easily on the team"

Both of you didn't dare speak, eyeing the metal bat in one of the men's grip.

"You may be wondering why you're here, to put it quite simply you're hostages, so we're gonna need you to say a little hello to Mr Stark"

The man on his left brought out a camera and started filming, a sadistic smile on his face.

"How about you first princess?" He asked, turning to point the bat at you, "Wanna say a little hello?"

You just glared back, not saying anything, fists clenching in anger.

"Oooh we have a feisty one boys, teach them a lesson"

"No! Don't touch her!" Peter yelled, pulling against his restraints as the first hit of the bat landed on your stomach, knocking the air from your lungs, "Stop it! Stop it!"

You could do nothing to stop the grunt of pain that escaped your lips, your eyes refusing to look away from Peter as you tried to show him that you were okay.

After a few more hits, they backed off, leaving you on your side, body radiating with pain.

"How about you boy, you want to say hi to Mr Stark?"

Peter turned to look at them with pure venom in his eyes, faltering only at the minuscule shake of your head.

"Hello"

"See? It wasn't that hard was it" the man chuckled mirthlessly, gesturing for the recording to stop, "we'll be back in a few hours. Don't try anything stupid"

As soon as the door shut again, Peter strained against his bonds to try and get a better look at you.

"Y/N? Are you okay?"

"'M fine" you groaned, "was my fault"

He let out a low growl, "we're gonna get outta here. I promise"