All Of Me (Peter Parker x Reader)

Chapter 25

(Y/n)'s grip on the stone windowsill tightened, the balls of her feet firmly planted to the building. Her heart was flipping wildly as she felt the warmth of the little boy shaking against her. She could feel the eyes of the onlookers on her back, and it made her mind go as fast as her heart.

Her face. She had to hide her face.

That fact alone made her hide her face into the boy's small jacket, shielding her face from the people below. It didn't help that her hair was pulled back from her face when she changed into her velocity suit. She could feel her grip slip as the uncomfortable feeling of her heart's flips began to make her head spin and her body shake.

Scenarios flew through her mind. What if somebody recognized her? What if she dropped the boy? What would she do? Would someone catch him? What if HYDRA was right around the corner, waiting for the chance to come out and-

This is no time to get distracted. You need to put the kid down, get out of here, she told herself. She didn't need her suit's weakness getting in the way, especially considering the huge mess she'd made.

From across the street, Peter watched as she moved in a blur, electric blue light shining from the blue on her suit as she moved. It was just barely slow enough for him to track, even with his heightened focused sight. The light trailed off of (y/n) as it did off a comet, giving her a tail. He could see the blur move from the window to the sidewalk, leaving the little boy to be picked up by his crying mother. And then it sped off to god knows where.

A shrill beeping sound came from his wrist, causing him to look down at the red and silver fitted bracelet. Suddenly, his phone began ringing from his pocket, making him jump a couple of inches off the ground. He instantly moved his food and drinks to the opposite side of his body, fitting the milkshake between his arms and chest as he fished his phone out.

It was Tony.

"Shit... Hello Mr. Stark. H-how's it hanging?"

"Where the hell is (y/n)?! I'm in the middle of a meeting when all of a sudden, her alarm goes off. What happened?!"

"We-well, it's... what happened... It started with-"

"Peter!"

He jumped again as he heard (y/n)'s voice behind him. He whipped around to see her standing peacefully with her hands in her jacket pockets. His mouth flopped open and shut like a fish.

"Stark?" she asked.

Peter stared at her, nodding his head in response, too nervous to use his words yet.

"Kid? Who's there?"

"Oh, it's just (y/n),"

"She's with you? Then why did the alarm go off?"

Peter looked at (y/n), a conflicted look on his face. It was his job, in more ways than one, to tell Mr. Stark the truth. But she just saved a child from getting hit by a car. If he was in the same situation, he would have done the same thing. He looked over at the scene across the street. People were looking around, pointing at the spot where (y/n) once occupied. The mother was holding her child and yelling at the man who nearly hit her son. It could have ended differently...

Boom. An idea struck him. It was like a sign from God.

"We... got separated by t-traffic," Peter managed to stutter out. There was a long second of silence on the other end, and Peter could only look at (y/n) with worried eyes.

"I call bull,"

"Shit,"

"Watch your language. We'll talk about it later. Just please... take her to your apartment,"