You closed your eyes, waiting for the gun to be fired. Looking up you saw beck knocked out on the ground and Peter rushing towards you. You started running to him but he webbed your feet up "what the hell peter" "stay back, how do I know your not an illusion" You looked up into his eyes his mask was now firmly grasped in his hand. In those brown eyes was the warmth of an everlasting hearth, as if they were the wood that could burn with golden flame yet be forever perfectly entire."Do you remember when we first met Peter" he hesitated but nodded sitting down on the ground next to your webbed up feet. "We met the day I turned seven. At the train station, you sat across from me with a small smile. Our toes could hardly touch the floor then. I remember being so very cross with you all the time. How your teasing could get me so hot in the head and set a burning glow to my cheeks. But there was laughter. What a shrill chorus we made. Giggling over such naughty things. Cramming our thumbs into an occasional cooling pie on Aunt Mays windowsill, using the dumbwaiter as our own personal elevator, yowling at the neighbor's hounds till we had them foaming at the mouth. How gracefully you seemed to evade punishment. With such clumsy, tripping feet, I could never follow so slick a dance. You were always getting me into trouble, but then again, just as easily getting me out of it.
You know, I think it was the mischief that bonded us so tight. Do you remember the night we tried knock and run? I think the old copper down the street was ready to clap irons on us. What about the day we hung an "out of order" sign on the bus stop and peoples walked away instead of waiting? Or the week we placed an apple on Mrs Pritchard's doorstep every single day? Some people are born as friends, others are made to be more." You cupped peters face and he leaned closer into your touch "you my love are both."
Peter leans forward crashing his lips onto your own. In that kiss was the sweetness of passion, a million loving thoughts condensed into a moment. Because your love is so whole, my missing pieces appear. Because your touch carries such passion, what was scarred becomes soft once more. Because you are steady and patient, my open wounds have time to seal and vanish. Perhaps that is why they say love is such magic, this gift from the universe, this sweet addiction to the man I was born to find. For with my twin soul, the only other born in the same flame as I, we are able to bathe one other in warmth and light as easily as we breathe, immune and oblivious to darkness.
You separate feeling a buzz of electricity from where he had kissed you. "I love you" he said and you leaned in to give him another kiss. Your legs felt numb and you tried to move them "um Peter when will the webs disappear" he shrugged "an hour maybe two" "what" he laughed before ripping the webbing of your legs "want to get out of here" he said, you nodded taking his hand and swinging off into the night knowing that shield would be their soon to deal with an unconscious beck. Peter took you to the top of a city building. Looking up at the sky I could see the stats twinkling above. The night sky is how I came to wish to fly. It is the most beautiful art, alive with in raw energy, a song for the eyes. At times I felt as if I could feel it vibrating somehow, whispering in a way the ears cannot hear. I guess it felt friendly when the world of people felt so devoid of love. I wanted to see it right, in three dimensions, see the sculpture of divine hand
"I'm sorry, I was the reason you were kidnapped I should of listened to you" Peter said looking out into the sea of lights. You walked up to him pressing kisses to his face until his focus drifted to you. "Don't be sorry, I always know you'll come and save me" Peter smiled at you. The rest of the night you and Peter sat talking about what the rest of your lives would bring knowing that the love to two would share would last forever
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Caught in a web - Spiderman x reader
FanfictionPeter has a secret he's Spider-Man well that and he has a crush on his best friend. You have a secret of your own you're known as black cat New York's biggest villain and jewellery thief. Life takes another unexpected turn when the two of you are fo...