pov- imagines

HELPLESS- P. PARKER

pairings: peter parker x reader, platonic!pepper potts x reader
warnings: angsty, mentions of endgame (spoilers)
about: after the loss of her father, y/n locks herself away, and her boyfriend wants her back.
a/n: yes this is in tumblr format lol

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peter parker had no idea what to do.

while, granted, he almost never knew what to do or what he was doing, he never felt truly helpless unless it came to her.

y/n stark.

the beautiful girl that, somehow, was his.

he was eternally grateful to the universe that brought her to him, to the spider that let him become spiderman, meet tony stark, and fall in love with his daughter.

and although right now, at this moment, and at many more to come, he hated it for taking away tony, he was still thankful he at least had her to hold his hand and calm him down.

he stared at her through the lab's doors, concern lacing his features, his teeth biting gently at his lips in anxiety at the sight of the food he had left her the day before still there, untouched.

he shared a concerned look with pepper when she stepped out of the elevator, and her eyebrows drew together in confusion.

"she still hasn't left the lab?" pepper questioned softly, and sighed at the shake of peter's head.

"she didn't eat- she hasn't in days. i got her to drink water, but she won't eat," peter said, gulping.

"she won't- she won't stop working, she hasn't slept," he mumbled, his voice breaking, and pepper brought a hand up to his arm, squeezing gently.

"she's just like tony," pepper concluded, and peter turned to look at her.

"what do i do?" he asked, his voice thin, and pepper sighed, "i don't know. she's even more stubborn than him, he was usually the one to drag her out. although the reasons she locked herself in there were... a lot different than this one."

peter turned to her again, and his eyes followed her figure as she moved around the lab, her lips moving in silent murmurs, and her hands operating swiftly around parts even he couldn't recognize.

"do you know what she's building?" pepper asked, and peter shook his head, not looking away from y/n.

"no. she won't talk to me in full sentences, she just kind of trails off. she even blocked FRIDAY from disclosing anything," peter replied, and pepper looked down in thought.

"that's weird," pepper said, and peter finally tore his eyes away from the girl inside the lab.

"i don't know what to do. she's going to starve, or pass out, or something, and i don't-" peter's voice cracked, and he took a deep breath. "what do i do?" he repeated, and pepper didn't know what to say.

after another two days of watching his girlfriend slowly deteriorate, peter was sick of it. he was worried out of his mind, and angry.

all he wanted was his angel in his arms again.

he was done with it, and he stormed inside the lab, slamming the door to get a reaction from her when he realized she hadn't even acknowledged him.

she flinched a little at the loud sound, her ears now used to only hearing her playlist and the clanging of metal.

she didn't look up, though, only concentrating on her work.

peter grew annoyed at her avoidance quickly, the anger inside him only growing hotter.

"y/n," he said, his voice angry, but the girl didn't hear him, only focusing on her moving fingers.

"y/n," he said again, his voice louder and more stern, but she ignored him, and peter's jaw tightened.

he walked over to her, but she continued with her work, only stopping when he pushed it away.

y/n huffed, pulling it back, but he pushed it away from her again, and she finally met his eyes.

"what?" she asked sharply, and peter couldn't stop the stab of hurt in his side at y/n's tone.

at the distraction, y/n pulled back her work, continuing what she were doing.

y/m was surprised at the feeling of arms wrapping around her waist, but she shook it off, trying her best to continue keeping her mind on what was in front of her.

however, her hands stopped at the sound of peter's voice near her ear.

"please, y/n," he begged, and at the sight of her unmoving hands, he felt hope grow in his chest, but it disappeared after seeing them go back to the items on the table.

peter continued to press her against him, missing her warmth, and he closed his eyes.

y/n moved away from him to get a tool from another table, and peter felt his heart break.

"angel," he muttered, not caring at the crack in his voice.

seeing her not reacting, he walked over to her, and she simply walked around him.

feeling even more frustrated, peter grabbed her hands harshly, forcing her to look him in the eyes.

"let me go," y/n said, trying to move past him, but peter wouldn't let go.

"let me go," she said again, more harshly, but peter wouldn't budge.

"let. me. go!" y/n screamed, hitting at peter's chest, but he still didn't move, only forcing her into a hug, feeling his shirt moisten from tears he didn't know were running down y/n's face.

she let herself curl into him, tears running down her cheeks, and she felt exhaustion and hunger wash over her as she melted against peter.

"i'm sorry. i'm sorry, i'm sorry, peter..." she repeated, and peter just hugged her, "it's okay, angel, it's okay."

"i miss him. i don't want to. b- but i do, and- if i just- if i'm just in here- if i work, it goes away- b- but-" y/n choked on her words, grabbing at peter's shirt as he hugged her tightly.

"i know, baby, it's okay. i was just worried. you need to eat. and sleep, and drink water, okay?" peter mumbled against y/n's hairr, and he felt her nod against his chest.

"can you sleep with me?" y/n asked softly.

"not in a sexual way, just- just hold me. and don't let go," y/n said, and peter nodded.

"whatever you want, angel."