I Like Me Better

I Like Me Better

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación lun, jun 10, 2024
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(Y/n) is just figuring out what to do with life, as she starts college for nursing, when she runs into Peter Parker. As their lives intertwine, and (Y/n) now being the only person to know of his existence, he feels as if she's the only person he can go to about things- well except for his large secret. Until one day he gets badly injured and has nowhere else to go, since no one remembers him. His Aunt May being gone for almost a year, and Tony Stark, a father-like figure, gone longer. His lifetime best friend no longer remembers him, and his (ex) girlfriend of two years not knowing him either. Knowing (Y/n) is practically a nurse (no matter how much she denies it) because of how fast she learns, he goes to her for help, revealing his secret identity to his now closest - and only - friend. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Help me... please..." He gasps as he falls to the floor, and I notice that underneath all the blood, Peter Parker is staring up at me. "No, stay awake. You can't go to sleep." I gently rest my hand on his cheek, making him look at me, "Talk to me. Where does it hurt most?" "Back..." He whispers, trying to keep his eyes open. "Your back? I can't help you unless you get out of your suit." I finish cleaning off his face, a small smirk forming over his blood-stained lips. "If you want me naked, just say so." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Although they do quickly become friends, the romance is a slow burn. Read to see how their story develops. Updated every Monday and Friday at 12pm ct I don't own Peter Parker or Spider-Man, or any other Marvel character that may appear. All those rights go to Marvel. I do, however, own (Y/n) and every other character I may add. I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission. Started : May 29th, 2024 Ended :
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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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