Spider-Man Oneshots || Peter Parker

Death

Peter knows he's dying because he doesn't feel any pain.

He's always wondered what his final breath was going to be like, and of course he had hoped to make it to at least high school graduation before figuring it out. He supposes it had to happened eventually, though the thought doesn't make it any less daunting.

He stares up at the stars, noticing the way they seem to shine just a little brighter than usual. He finds it fitting, and if he weren't so afraid he would have probably breathed a sigh of relief.

Or maybe he was simply imagining the way the stars appeared to take over the night sky. Perhaps it was simply a made up distraction from what was to come.

Peter doesn't want to die alone, but with how far he was from the Tower he assumed that he didn't necessarily have a choice anymore.

He thinks about asking Karen to call May, but he also doesn't want to hear the terror in her voice. It was difficult enough leaving her, and he tries not to think about what will happen after she learns about the death of her child.

Maybe after all the anger and torment, she will be proud of Peter in the end. He did save that girl after all, and he didn't even take offense when she ran away from the crime scene, leaving Spiderman alone with a bullet in his chest.

It should hurt, but it doesn't. And that's how he knows it's his time as he begins to close his eyes, shielding himself away from the stars one last time.

That is until someone begins to scream in his face, and he forces himself to look up despite every bone in his body telling him not too.

There's a man and woman in front of him, and they couldn't have been older than twenty years old. The two peer down at him like cartoon characters with their eyes bulging out of their faces and their jaws dropping to the floor.

Peter didn't think he looked that bad, and he tries not to feel to self conscious as the girl visibly recoils away from him.

Eventually the boy is the first one to collect himself, though when he leans forward it looks like he doesn't want too either.

"Spiderman, are you okay?"

Peter tried to nod, but even the little action takes too much energy out of him. The couple seems to notice this from the way their eyebrows furrow, and it's only then when Peter forces himself to speak.

"I'm fine, just need a moment to gather myself."

Or at least that's what he tries to say, but the words come out as a jumbled mess as he can barely lift his tongue. Somehow, the two are still able to understand him.

And it seems the boy understands a little too well, because a combination of fear and sadness crosses his features for just a moment.

Then he leans closer it's with more gentleness than before, "hey Spiderman, is it okay if I take off your mask?"

His voice shakes when he asks the question, and Peter doesn't understand why the boy was so afraid in the moment- it's not like he was the one who was dying.

And it's only then when Peter realizes he's in a state a shock. He doesn't know what to do with this information, so he simply nods in cooperation.

Before the boy can lift a finger however, the girl stops him.

"Noah, you can't do that. Spiderman has a secret identity for a reason."

The boy turns to look at the girl pulling at his arm. His head was no longer facing Peter which made it difficult to gauge what he was saying, though he can guess from the way the girl responds.