addicted to a web

addicted to a web

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Your a university student who part time works at a cafe, one night while you were studying to help with the essay you need to right about a knock at the door was heard... You stand up and decide o go check who it was. a man in a red and blue costume stood at your door pleading for help, you let him in and assist to his wounds he got even after you did all this help he doesn't allow you to see his face underneath his mask yet you don't push him to show you. Once hes finished and you have cleaned up his wounds he exits you house with a thanks and swings of, a couple days later your working your shift as cashier for the cafe and a man walks in with a sharp jawline and swooshed back hair with a toned skin color. He stands up to the cashier and finally looks up at you yet his reaction is different, his eyes are wide open and hes speechless.... almost like hes seen you before....
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"Who's this?" Spiderman points to an old polaroid on my desk. I glance at it, before going focusing back on Spider's shoulder, "Just a boy I was friends with in high school. He kinda just disappeared after his girlfriend died though." "Oh. Were you close?" I shrugged, the old feeling of bitterness reentering my heart after so many years. "I would have called us best friends, but I guess not close enough for him to want my help." "I'm sure he just didn't want to hurt you." "Whatever, I'm over it." "You still have his picture." "I said I'm over it, Spiderboy! He left, he's not my friend anymore! Not like you won't do the same thing when you leave here tonight. I helped you, and now you have no use for me. Just like Peter." ------ You used to be best friends with Peter Parker. That was until he met Gwen Stacy and fell in love. And when she died due to a freak accident, Peter left you for good. You were on your own now, and you preferred it that way. No one was going to hurt you now, you just had to get through med school and you'd be a-okay. At least so you thought. Exactly five years after the death of Gwen Stacy you find a beaten-up Spiderman laying on your porch. He could barely get out a word before you led him into your apartment and helped him clean up. After that fateful night, Spiderman would pay you almost nightly visits to fix him after his nightly patrols each night. You couldn't help to get close to the masked man. But there was always that underlying fear that he was just using you as your other friends had? Or was there actually a friendship? As the months went on you found yourself falling for the superhero. Surely this was bound to end in disaster. ------ Warnings: mentions of blood/gore/vomiting, some cussing, there will be no smut of any kind so don't ask Disclaimer: I do not own Spiderman or any characters related to Spiderman

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