If I Remember You

If I Remember You

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The fictional plot of the following fanfiction occurs after the No Way Home finale. So please proceed your reading of this book with caution and just know that the comment sections might also have NWH spoilers. Book Updates are on: Mondays, Wednesday, and Fridays ***** After Peter Parker pushes Doctor Strange into completing the memory spell, successfully erasing the memory of his existence from the world, he is left adjusting to a new world with only Spider-Man. A sacrifice all too great but ultimately necessary to protect everyone he cares about. At least, the very few he has left. The world can live without Peter Parker, but it cannot live without Spider-Man... Or so he thought? So what happens when everybody in the world forgets who Peter Parker is? After all, with great power must also come great responsibility. ***** "We have to drop these off to the homeless shelter first" I remind him lifting up boxes packed with donuts. "Why FEAST out of all places MJ? It is so far away. Why can't we go to a closer one?" Ned whines as he grabs a couple boxes from the counter as I make one last swipe before closing the shop. "I honestly don't know why. I just do" I shrug as we make a sharp left down the street down towards the shelter. "Did you volunteer there or something?" He asked to make easy conversation and I thought about it for a second before responding "No I don't think I have" as Ned nods with "same." "But it's cool that you're doing this for them even when you don't know anyone there" He smiles as I smile in return. "Thanks. I just-I don't know. I think I knew someone there. Maybe from school or something" I tell him softly as I search in my mind for any clues. Nothing. *****
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"Why have you been acting so weird around me today?" "What? I haven't been acting weird." I sit on the bed and cross my arms, wincing when the pressure from my arm sends a jolt of pain through my injured hand. "Yes, you have been. Any time I tried to talk to you all day, you made up some excuse to run off." "I don't know, Tom, I'm still getting used to us being friends." He rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "What now?" "It just seems like you're looking for a reason for us to fight." He scolds. "Really? Because right now it seems like you're the one fighting," I scoff. "God, I knew this was too good to be true." I walk into the bathroom to start taking my makeup off and Tom follows me. "Too good to be true?" He leans his hand on the counter next to me. He's radiating warmth. It makes me feel dizzy. I shake my head to get rid of the feeling. "Yes. Any time we take any kind of step to becoming friends, it gets ruined. Hence, what is happening now." I look at him through the mirror. Shock is plastered all over his face. "You are impossible!" He whisper-shouts. "Any semblance of an argument is blown way out of proportion." I place both hands on the counter and look into the sink. "All I've ever wanted was for us to get along," he scolds. "And it seems like every time we make any kind of progress, you push me away." I scoff and look over at him. I'm surprised to see tears in his eyes. He steps back toward the bedroom. "Maybe we shouldn't talk for a while. Clearly, we need to figure our shit out." He blinks his tears away and turns around, walking toward my bedroom door. "Tom!" He doesn't turn around, he doesn't acknowledge my calling him, he just walks out the door. "Fuck!" I whisper to myself. ----- Will Y/N and Tom finally be able to put their stubbornness aside and face the truth about their relationship, or will things end up as they always do: messy and uprooted?

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