peter parker imagines

first breakup

"I'm sorry, (y/n). I love you. I just- this won't work," he says before kissing my forehead, walking away with tears stinging in his eyes. I feel like I'm still in complete shock. Peter Parker, the guy I've been friends since kids with and dated for two years, just dumped me in the middle of a random street in Queens? With no excuse? I slowly back up, my mouth lightly agape and my eyes widened.

"Hey, watch it!" Somebody says and they push past me. But it's like the entire world is muffled, like this is some kind of weird dream. Like I should be waking up any second, but nothing is happening. My body feels numb as I let my feet take me. I don't know where, but my speed slowly starts to pick up until I'm eventually running towards the first place I see. MJ's.

Tears have started to slowly drip down my face by the time I've gone up all the outdoor stairs, finally reaching her bedroom window. I crouch down, knocking softly as I watch her read on her bed. She stands up, walking over to open the window.

"What's wrong?" She asks. But I'm unable to form any words because of the sob that escapes past my lips first, the tears welling up so much that my vision has gone blurry.

"Hey, hey, come in," she says, grabbing my arm to help me into her room. I immediately throw my arms around her, stuffing my head into her neck. MJ definitely isn't a hugger, but she still wraps her arms around me too, and I can tell she's making an effort to comfort me. My sobs start to become louder, like they're uncontrollably leaving my body.

"(Y/n), please tell me what's wrong," she begs.

"He dumped me!" I say, another sob leaving my body.

"Peter?! What? Why?" She asks, pulling away to look me in the eye.

"He didn't give me a reason! He just said id be better off!" I cry. MJ furrows her eyebrows, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"MJ, I didn't think it was supposed to hurt this bad," I say after slightly calming down. MJ's eyes soften as she grabs my hand, bringing us both to sit on her bed as she puts her arm around my shoulders. I lay my head against her, choking on my sobs as i hyperventilate slightly.

"It's not supposed to hurt like that. It just hurts more when you lose your best friend, and boyfriend at the same time," she says. I nod, biting my lip to try and distract my brain.

"You can't think of any reason he would do this?" she asks.

"Ever since this stupid internship he's been acting weird! Fucking Tony Stark! If he had anything to do with this, I swear to god-"

"Go to the Stark Tower tomorrow," she suggests. I nod, playing with my fingers in my lap.

"You're right. Maybe I will."

-

I take a deep breath before pounding my fist onto the front glass door. I decided to go before school, maybe give myself some time to try and get rid of my puffy eyes. I jump when the robotic female voice comes through the speakers.

"Stark Tower, can I help you?" It asks.

"Uhm- is Tony Stark here?" I mumble.

"Is there a reason that you need to speak with Mr. Stark?"

"Um-"

"It's okay, Friday. I got it," I hear from behind me. I turn around to see the Tony Stark standing right before my eyes. But I quickly get over the amazement and back to the anger feeling.

"Peter Parker. He works for you, correct?" I ask. Tony's eyes widen.

"Why? Who told you that?"

"Um, Peter. The internship?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Oh, yes. That Parker kid. What about him?" He asks.

"Sorry, this may sound odd. But Peter's been acting weird lately. Did you- make him do something he didn't want to do?" I ask awkwardly. I wasn't about to straight up ask Tony Stark if he made my boyfriend break up with me.

"Uh, Sorry, kid. You're gonna have to be more specific," he says. I sigh before answering.

"He broke up with me. Did your stupid program have something to do with it?" I ask, my voice wavering slightly. Tony's face immediately drops, a sympathetic look appearing.

"Um, no. I'm sorry," he says quickly, attempting to walk past me. But I catch his shoulder, forcing him to turn and face me.

"For some reason, I don't believe you."

"Kid, it really isn't my place to tell you."

"And I really don't give a shit."

"You're safer without knowing," he sighs.

"Don't make me repeat what I just said."

Tony places his hand on his forehead, squinting his eyes shut.

"Parker is Spider-Man. And take it from me- when enemies know who your loved ones are, they target them instead. He was trying to protect you, because he loves you. Sorry," Tony repeats before turning around and waking inside the building. My eyes slowly widen. It all makes so much sense now. Why Peter's been disappearing, why he always has random bruises and cuts. I knew he wouldn't just leave me like that. I can't help but have a small smirk on my face as I start walking towards school, which is just a minute around the block. I'm not sure exactly how to approach Peter yet, but he's not leaving me that easily.

It's still really early, so I wait at the train stop that drops Peter off every morning. Usually I'd be riding with him, but obviously not with the current circumstances.

Eventually, the train appears in front of me, Peter getting off with his earphones in and his head down. I stand up, placing my hand on Peter's shoulder.

Peter's head snaps up, but his face immediately falls. He pulls the headphones out of his ears, stuffing them in his pocket.

"(Y/n)- I'm sorry. I can't do this right now," he says, his voice cracking.

"Peter, it's okay. I know why," I say.

"You don't understand. Please-"

"No, Pete. I do. You're Spider-Man," I whisper.

"Wha- What? Who told you that?" He asks, his eyes wide.

"Tony Stark."

Peter places his hands over his face, tugging at his hair.

"He shouldn't have told you. You don't understand how much danger you're in. He just put you in so much danger!" He says, taking his hands off his face. My heart shatters at his glossy eyes.

"Peter, don't blame Stark. I wouldn't have rested until I got a valid reason for you leaving me. I'd rather be in danger and with you instead of safe, heartbroken and alone. I've been fine so far, and I'm a big girl. I can make my own decisions. And I if you still want me, I choose to be with you, Peter Parker," is say, letting out a slight breath at the end.

Peter doesn't hesitate to grab my face, pulling my head towards him to connect our lips. I suck in a breath through my nose, melting into the kiss. It's been less than 24 hours since I've felt his lips against mine, but it feels like it's been years.

When I finally pull away, I wipe the single tear running down Peter's cheek.