peter parker imagines

don't go

I sigh quietly after finally climbing up the tree and onto the roof of the small hotel. Peter crouches down over the roof window, completely dressed in his suit except for the mask as he watches whatever is beneath it. I quietly step behind him, but he quickly turns his head. I always seem to forgot the whole super hearing aspect of it.

"Scared me," he chuckles nervously, standing and turning to face me. I step closer, looking behind him to see the window showing the pool area where the rest of them are swimming, and where Peter and I are also supposed to be right now.

"What are you doing? You're gonna freeze," he says, taking a step closer and looking down at my bare legs. I only have a swimsuit and one of Peter's t-shirts on, but it was the last of my worries when Peter disappeared.

"I'm fine. You should be down there," I say. Peter looks down at me, looking somewhat guilty as his arms are crossed over his chest.

"I know that you're after somebody. I squeezed it out of Ned. Is it the people with the machines? The ones that nearly killed you last time?" I ask. Peter looks at the ground, nodding softly.

"Please don't go, Peter. You don't always have to," i say. Peter looks back up at me, uncrossing his arms and letting them fall to his sides.

"I do have to, you know that, (y/n). I have to do as much as I can," he says.

"This weekend was supposed to be your chance to be a normal teenager. What about the mathalon tomorrow? You know it will upset Liz if you don't show up. Or what if you get hurt? I won't know where you are, and neither will anybody else since you took that tracker off your suit," I say.

"I'm sorry, (y/n)" he says, stepping forward and quickly kissing my lips.

"But I have to. And I know you understand. So you go down there and live your life like a normal teenager, don't worry about me," he says before attaching his web to something in the distance, soon disappearing.

-

"I wish Peter could've been here. I can't believe he didn't even tell you where he went. It's so weird for him," Liz says as we go up the large elevator of the Washington Monument. I just nod along, glancing down at the ground slowly getting further away. I look back up when I hear a slight ringing, looking at Ned's backpack to see a purple glowing light. My eyes widen as I subtly tap Ned's shoulder, but he somehow doesn't feel it as he continues to daydream. I slowly take a step closer, looking closely at the purple light before i'm blown back by an explosion, knocking me down to the ground. I groan as I slowly sit back up, seeing everyone confused and blown back. I touch my fingers below my eyebrow where something hit it, seeing the blood along my fingertips afterwards. I stand up with every one else, seeing the elevator is no longer moving, but we're now almost at the top and so far up in the sky.

"Shit," I mutter, looking above me to see the glass window.

"Everything's going to be okay, don't worry," the tourist lady says in monotone as all of us do everything but not worry.

I scream when I feel the elevator beginning to drop, but Peter quickly falling through the glass window and shooting his web up, his body also behind pulled up before he quickly stops himself with his fee on either side of the window, holding the whole elevator up with nothing but a web and his strength.

"Yes!" Ned shouts excitedly as everyone else looks in shock.

"You okay?" Peter asks everyone, but turning his head to look me in the eye. I nod quickly, my breathing uneven. Tears sting my eyes as I look back down at the tiny people, my hands shaking uncontrollably as my breathing becomes louder and quicker at the thought of what could've happened if Peter didn't come at the right time.

"(Y/n)?" Ned asks slowly.

"Oh my god, I think she's having a panic attack," Liz says. But I can barely process the people around me as my chest begins to feel heavier and heavier.

"Hey, look at me," I hear Peter's voice say. I look over at him, seeing him obviously struggle as he continues to pull us up, but keeps his focus on me nonetheless.

"You're all going to be okay. Take a deep breath, i'm here now," he says. I nod slowly, a single tear falling from my eye as i take a deep breath, watching Peter as I do so.

"There ya go. Stop worrying, you're going to get out of here alive," he says. I nod, swallowing thickly before taking another deep breath, wiping the tear from my cheek. Great, now my math team has seen me not only cry, but have a panic attack. So glad Flash saw that.

Peter eventually pulls us all the way up to the entrance we were supposed to get off at, Flash of course pushing his way through to get out first. Everyone gets pulled out until it's just me left, but the elevator roof cracks above Peter, causing the elevator to quickly fall again as Peter is no longer inside. I scream as I begin to fall to my death again, just alone this time, the tears now freely falling form my eyes. But, I suddenly feel my body jerk upwards, seeing the web attached between me and Peter as the the elevator continues falling beneath me.

"I've got you! You're okay!" he says, slowly pulling me up as he hangs from a web as well. My breathing is back to before as my tears run freely down my face and dropping below me until Peter gets me close enough to grab onto my body, hugging me tightly against him as he clings onto the wall, crawling us over to the ground. But, instead of letting me go, he holds me tightly to his chest as allows me to cry in his arms. Maybe it's partially because he was so scared about losing me too and just wants to hold me in my arms for assurance. It doesn't even matter what's going on around me, just being in Peter's arms is enough right now. I'm not sure exactly how long i'm sitting there until I hear Peter's voice in my ear.

"They've got a crane to let people down," he says quietly. I pull away, seeing only a couple of us left up here and the opening of the crane cart as the teacher climbs on.

"You guys can come on," the security guy says, holding the door open. Peter leads us over as everyone else gets on, the crane bringing us back down to the solid ground where the rest of my classmates stand.

"Are you fine to go? I'll be right back out of the suit," he says. I nod, slowly stepping out of his warm, comforting arms and over towards Ned.

"Thank you so much, Spider-Man," the teacher says. He always has seemed like a bit of a nerd for Spider-Man.

"It was nothing. You guys stay safe," he says before running out of the building, swinging away.

"C'mon," Ned says, putting a hand on my back as he leads us out of the building. A lady from one of the paramedic trucks walks over and leads us over to the back of her truck. She tells me to sit on the edge while she asks different questions about my head and then does the whole flashlight thing, Ned being asked questions about how he's feeling from afar. The lady starts to put the stitch-bandage things on the cut above my eye when I see Peter walking towards us in the distance. He glances at me quickly before talking to the group, looking confused as he probably is asking them what happened, even though he obviously knows very well. After talking for a bit and probably apologizing profusely, Peter walks over to me just she finishes up and lets me go. I hop off the truck, hugging Peter tightly once he's close enough.

"I'm sorry for trying to hold you back, and also trying to make you feel guilty. I was just scared for you but you're right, i know how important it is to you. That conversation we had before you left has been eating at me," I admit, enjoying the warmth of his chest again.

"I felt bad too for going. Well, I felt bad until i was here to save you guys," he chuckles softly.

"Thanks for saving my life back there when I fell. And for calming me down," I smile.

"I'll always be here to save your life and calm you down, don't you worry."