All Of Me (Peter Parker x Reader)

Chapter 21

(Y/n) leaned against the counter of the kitchen, glass of water in her hands with a ration bar in the other. She chewed on it as her eyes drifted over the design of the sleek and modern, yet homey design, of the kitchen. It was dark, save for the light from the moon that came in through the window and the semi-bright yellow stove light, the warm color adding to the atmosphere. It was nearly one in the morning, but she found it nearly impossible to sleep. Being surrounded by the woods and hearing all kinds of noises, as well as seeing shadows from her room that was nearly identical to the one at Stark Tower, made it impossible for her body to relax enough to sleep. Back at HYDRA, there were no sounds of any life in the residence quarters except for the residents themselves. There were also no lights except for the ceiling light.

That's not true. Not anymore, at least. I did steal that clock, she thought.

Her mind cleared as she remembered how the colors changed and shifted against the room. It was almost like seeing the real thing. Not that she had, but she'd seen pictures and figured it was close enough. To her surprise, it had actually helped her sleep, watching the colors.

It's probably thrown away by now, she thought.

She sighed as her mind once again circled back to her current position as of late. Swallowing the ration bar, she took a sip of her water before shoving what was left of it in her mouth and dumping the rest of her water. Turning around, she placed the cup in the sink. She had hoped getting a midnight snack would help her, but she didn't feel any more ready to sleep than before.

She faced the window, but made no move to get any closer to it. She had seen a forest at night, but it was more like she was in the forest rather than looking at it. The thought caused her body to move behind the counter, still not feeling the need to leave just yet. It was one of the first things she learned about the assassination. If there's a forest around the house, you'll get a chance eventually. If not, then it's a good place to hide in for cover.

Before she could delve into thoughts about her time in the academy or any missions, the lights turned off. Without the soft yellow light to fill in the shadows, the room was split into pure black shadows and cool white moonlight. Glancing at the window, her heart flipped as she slowly got up and walked over to the stove. Tony had mentioned that some of the lights and appliances throughout the estate had timers, turning off at midnight or when no one was in the room. However, as she pressed the light's power button, nothing happened. Her eyes instantly traveled to the coffee maker to check the time, finding that its screen was off as well. Something was off...

Then she felt it.

Her sixth sense lit up like a blast from a cannon, with her reaction just as quick. A gun flashed in her hands in seconds as she whipped around to point it right at a lurking shadow in the doorway before all hell broke loose.

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Peter sat at the table in his apartment, his eyes staring at the same math equation for the twelfth minute in a row. He had been working on his homework for an hour now, but this was only the second paper he was on out of five, and that was even with getting three done during lunch. He sat there frozen, his pencil still in place on the paper.

He couldn't get last weekend out of his head. He tried. At first, he distracted himself with school work and his hero activities. While it did work, it was only for a day, then it came crashing back. So, he went to YouTube and found a new song for him to be obsessed with listening to, but even that failed him. No matter how hard he tried to push it away, the moment kept replaying in his head over and over again. After almost a whole week of his brain not thinking about anything else, he didn't know how he was still sane.