Just a girl who stans Tom Holland

Hello Hollanders and new comers! I am very excited to be here and show my creativity! Requests are open but I have some rules. I do NOT do smut. There is nothing wrong with it but it's just not for me. I hope you enjoy my reading! 

[peterparkerdreamboy]

I’m single, Tom Holland is single, let’s change that

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Oh wow, would you look at that! Tom Holland, still the love of my life.

[peterparkerdreamboy]

I really love Tom Holland, like wow. This man really owns my heart.

[jasntodds]

If I ever have to see Tom Holland cover his face and/or use his brother as a shield again, I’m going to lose my shit. Leave him the fuck alone ffs

[peterparkerdreamboy]

I Can Fix You

Words: 1,044

Summary: Tom is your next door neighbor and overhears your argument with your boyfriend. After he leaves, Tom decides to come in to see how you are.

Author’s Note: I hope you guys enjoy this fluffy imagine! REQUESTS ARE OPEN

I finished decorating the table for my date tonight with my boyfriend of three years, Bradley. I heard my phone go off and saw that Bradley had texted saying he was close by. I lit the candles and as soon as they were lit, I heard a knock at the door. I made my way over and opened it to see Bradley.

“Hello darling, you look absolutely ravishing tonight,” He said as he kissed my cheek and came in. He placed is jacket on a chair and sat down at the table.

“Only for you my love,”  I said as I filled his glass with wine and went to get the dinner I had prepared. I sat it down in front of him and waited to see what he would say.

“You made my favorite! I love you,” He said as he pulled me into him and kissed me. I smiled at him and went to my seat.

“How was work today? I heard you received a promotion,” I said as I dug into the meal and awaited his response.

“I did and I am unhappy as ever. I’m underpaid and I feel as if they believe I can’t do it.” He looked down at his meal and refused to make eye contact.

“Oh, I am so sorry. I hope they see the potential I see in you.” I said as I reached over and grabbed his hand. He smiled up at me.

“If you will excuse me, I am going to head to the restroom,” he said as he got up out of his seat. I smiled up at him and saw his phone lying on the table. I heard it ding and picked up his phone to look at. I trusted him with my phone and he trusted me with his. I saw that it was a text message from a girl named Elizabeth and it stated “Have you broken the stupid girl’s heart yet???” I couldn’t believe what I had read. I rose out of my seat and anxiously waited for him to return. When I saw him come near the table, I exploded.

“Who the heck is this? Who is Elizabeth and why does it sat ‘Have you broken the stupid girl’s heart yet?” I screamed as I wanted to know the answer but he said nothing. “Start. Talking. Now.” I said fierce fully.

“Darling, it’s no one. Don’t worry about it.” He said as he began to approach me but I walked backwards, farther away from him.

“Stop with the lying and tell me the truth. All of it. Now.” I sternly said as I was fuming with anger.

“Okay, fine. I have been cheating on you with Elizabeth and I was going to break up with you tonight, to be with her.” he said as he looked down. I started to cry.

“How long has this been going on?” I screamed as my fists began to clench and he looked at me.

“(Y/N),” he said not wanting to say for how long but I had enough and needed answers.

“How long?” I said quieter but still with anger present in my tone of voice. He didn’t answer and I approached him.

“Two years,” he said almost quiet enough where I almost didn’t hear him but I did. I walked closer to him and slapped him.

“Get out. GET. OUT.” I screamed as I shoved him through the door, “And don’t ever come back,” I yelled after him. I shut the door and fell against it, laying on the floor. 

I got up after just sitting there in shock of the turned events tonight. I didn’t want to see anyone and settled to a night in pajamas eating ice cream. My broken heart recipe. It wasn’t until after I was situated when I heard a knock on the door. 

“If that’s you Bradley, I won’t hesitate to call the cops,” I said loud enough for him to hear. A voice replied back.

“It’s Tom, your next door neighbor. I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” I approached the door and immediately opened it up to my good friend and neighbor Tom.

“Thank you Tom but I’m quite alright but thank you again for the concern,” I said as I began to close the door but he stuck his arm out.

“(Y/N), we’ve been neighbors for at least four years. I know when you’re not alright.” Tom said. The tears began to flow and I opened the door again.

“You’re right, I’m not fine. I’m broken because the boy I loved, who I thought loved me, told me that he’s been cheating on me for basically the whole relationship,” I said and Tom simply knew what to do. He came inside and closed the door behind him and wrapped me in his arms. His warmth made me feel safe.

“How about we go sit on the couch darling, okay?” Tom said as I nodded. He grabbed my hand and sat me down on the spot on the couch next to him. Tom sat and talked with me and made me feel better. I sat up and placed my elbows on my knees and Tom placed his hand on my back and soothed me.

“Thank you Tom. I really appreciate having a good friend like you,” I said as I stayed in the same position. I felt Tom shift on the couch to match my position. He kept on rubbing my back, letting me know he was there.

“Of course,” he said as I felt his head go towards mine and our foreheads clashed together. He looked into my eyes before he pressed his lips against mine. I kissed him back and enjoyed having him this close. I moved my hand to the back of his neck and kissed him deeper. We pulled back after a while and admired each other.

“Do you do this with all of your vulnerable neighbors?” I said as we laughed. He kissed me once more and brushed my hair back.

“No, you’re the only one special enough for this,” he said as I kissed him. It was there at that moment where I knew that I had feelings for my sweet handsome neighbor. 

[peterparkerdreamboy]

Oh my god i started reading your "its good to see you" fic and i choked because it starts like "i was sitting on the couch watching love island" AND THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS DOING SNSJDJ I LOST MY SHITTTTT

Oh my gosh that is absolutely hilarious! That is so weird! I hope you liked the story and that you enjoy your viewing of Love Island haha

[peterparkerdreamboy]

I’m So Scared

Words: 1,085

Summary: Peter is scared that he won’t be able to keep you safe.

Author’s Note: Even though I am sure this has been done before, I wanted write it! I hope you guys enjoy it! REQUESTS ARE OPEN

The loud patter of rain cascaded against the window in my room as I waited for it to stop. I checked the time and saw that it was around the time where Peter and  I would meet up at the sandwich shop. It didn’t seem like it was going to stop anytime soon so I grabbed a rain jacket and umbrella. 

I made my way out of the apartment and down the stairs. I opened the umbrella and started to walk towards the shop as it began raining harder. I saw Delmar’s and made sure to knock off the excess water droplets before I entered. I saw Peter sitting at one of the tables near the window.

“Hey babe,” Peter said as he stood up and gave me a hug. I quickly pressed a kiss to his cheek and took my jacket off, “This weather came out of nowhere,” he said as we sat down.

“I know, I was going to come sooner but I didn’t think the rain would stop anytime soon. How long have you been waiting?” I asked as I stole a sip from Peter’s drink.

“Not that long. I would wait an eternity for you,” he said as he began eating the sandwich he ordered as he smiled.

“Aren’t you a gentleman,” I said as I admired him, “you know I love you Peter,” I continued as I wore my heart on my sleeve. 

“I mean who can resist me?” he said as I threw a fry at him and made a look that showed him I was serious,”I love you too.” Peter and I talked about how school was and how awful Flash was to Peter today.

Peter looked down at his phone and saw that it was nearly seven and almost dark outside. 

“Oh, (Y/N), I hate to say this but I have a meeting with Mr. Stark that I can’t miss,” Peter said as he grabbed his jacket and kissed me on the forehead, “Bye I love you.” He said as he was almost out the door.

“Be safe Peter, on the way there too,” I said as I knew what goes on in the night. I knew he was Spider-Man and I’m glad he could tell me.If anything I believe it brought us closer even though I don’t see him as often. I decided that it was time for me to go. I grabbed my jacket with my umbrella and thanked Mr. Delmar on the way out.

I put the umbrella away as it stopped raining and decided to go the short way home. I knew I should have thought about where the shortcut went but all I wanted was to get home.

“Hey sugar, where do you think you’re going?” the deranged man said but I just kept walking and ignored him. Another man suddenly got in front of me.

“Come on little lady, don’t be like that, we just want to have some fun. That’s all.” the other one said as I kept on walking backwards before the first man wrapped his arms around me. I screamed bloody murder before they pinned me up against the wall holding my mouth shut. 

“No screaming. I thought you would know that.” He slammed me against the wall again and this time I thought I was going to pass out.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” I said as the tears flowed down my cheeks. The men looked at each other and then back at me.

“I think we know exactly what we’re going to do,” he said as he brought out a knife, “We’re going to have a little fun.” Before he could do anything to me a web wrapped around the man’s hand and brought it backwards hitting the two men in the face. I soon recognized it to be Spider-Man, or should I say Peter Parker.

He webbed the two men against the wall and used a nearby cell phone to call nine one one. Peter soon came over to me and wrapped me in his arms. 

“Oh my gosh (Y/N), are you okay? Are you hurt?” he said as he pulled back to look at me. I broke out into uncontrollable sobs.

“Just take me home please,” I said in between sobs and pulled Peter closer to me. He wrapped his hand around my waist and started swinging around the city to take me home. We eventually reached my bedroom window and he made sure I got in okay. 

“Are you okay here by yourself?” He asked as he placed his hands on the sides of my face. I simply nodded as he kissed my forehead and nodded his head, “i will be right back okay?” I nodded again as he exited my room through the window. 

I waited patiently for Peter to come back but decided that I should probably change my clothes and seek the comfort of my pajamas. It wasn’t long after before I heard another knock but this time coming from the apartment door. I made my way over and opened the door to see a disheveled Peter standing outside the door. He had tears in his eyes and I had never seen him so upset.

“Peter, please, come in,” I said as I opened the door even more and he came in slowly. He turned around and gave me a long hug. I eventually pulled back and placed my hands on the side of his face. “Peter, why are you so upset?” I asked as I wiped his tears away.

“I am so scared (Y/N), what if I was a second later today? What would have happened to you? I want to keep you safe.” he said as he cried even harder. 

“Peter come with me,” I grabbed his hand and made him follow me so we could sit on my bed, “This all could have been avoided if I went the other way home. You did nothing wrong don’t feel guilty. I love you,” I said as I pressed a kiss to his lips. 

“I am so sorry (Y/N). I will try to be there for you. I love you too.” He said as he kissed me back. I decided that it was probably good if Peter slept over with me so that he wasn’t alone. I brushed his hair back and turned off the lights. I pulled back the covers and snuggled up for him making sure that I was there for him and he was there for me.

[peterparkerdreamboy]

It’s Good To See You

Words: 1,901

Summary: You knew Tom before he was famous, you were together for two years before he grew further in the acting business. You attend a play at the local school theatre and run into him. Old feelings don’t go away.

Author’s Note: I really like this and I hope you guys do too! Requests are open!

I was sitting on the couch watching another episode of Love Island, laughing along at how ridiculously entertaining the show was, when my phone buzzed. I  reached over to the couch I was sitting on and saw that an old family friend had texted.

“Hey, (Y/N), I was wondering if you would like to come to my play at the Rose Theatre tonight at seven? It would be really nice to see you and to have some support. I hope to see you!” My friend Rebecca had texted. I looked at the clock and saw that it was near five o’clock. Rebecca was a good friend and felt that I should be the same.

“Hey Rebecca, I am more than willingly to come to your show tonight! I am so excited to see it and so happy to bring support! Do I need to still buy a ticket?” I said as I patiently waited for her to answer.

“No, you do not! I have an extra ticket! I am so excited for you to see it! I’ll see you soon!” Rebecca texted back. I decided that it was time to go get dressed and ready. I turned on some music and took a shower.

I got out of the shower and picked out a black dress along with some black heels. I decided to curl my hair and put on some mascara with red lipstick. I checked my phone to see what time it was and it was six forty-five. I lastly put on a pearl necklace combined with pear earrings.

I ran down the stairs and placed the black heels on. I grabbed my small black purse and made my way through the garage. I got in the car and made my way to the theatre. I couldn’t help but wonder back to simpler times when I used to do theatre. I eventually made it to the theatre and tried to find a parking space reasonably close.

“I am here at the theatre in parking space 24, where do you want me to meet you?” I texted Rebecca to see where I should meet her in order to receive my ticket.

“I’ll come to where you are! I actually see your car.” she texted as I got out of the car. I saw her approaching and started walking to her.

“Oh my gosh Rebecca, you look so pretty! It is so good to see you!” I said as I gave her a hug.

“You do too, (Y/N)! I hope you like the show tonight!” She said as she gave me my ticket, “Here you are and you have very good seats! It is on the balcony near the stage. I hope you enjoy the show. I got to go back to backstage because the show starts in ten minutes.” She said as she gave me another hug.

“Break a leg,” I said after her as she sent a smile in return. I looked down at the ticket and saw that it was the musical Phantom of the Opera, one of my favorites. I was now even more excited to see it and knew that my friend would do amazing in it. 

I opened the doors to the theatre and showed my ticket to the usher. He looked at my ticket and showed me my seat. I sat down and gazed out of the open wall to the beautiful stage set up and the thousands of people waiting to see the show. I saw that there were a couple of seats placed down a little bit from mine. 

It was two minutes until the show was to start when the men that seats were next to mine sat down. I looked over to the men who sat down and noticed a familiar face. It didn’t hit me straight away but I soon recognized the pretty face as Tom Holland, my ex boyfriend. We didn’t end on a very good term. He broke up with me and left to pursue his acting career. I hadn’t heard from him since but he was always at the back of my mind. 

I looked over once more at the man when he looked back at me. He smiled at me and I simply turned back. I watched the play and saw how well my friend Rebecca had done. When it was time for intermission, I immediately got up and went to go get a refreshment.

I arrived at the bar and patiently waited for my champagne. As I waited I noticed that Tom had arrived and looked as if he was searching for someone. We made eye contact and he started to approach me. I tried to make my way out but it was too late when he appeared in front of me.

“It has been along time since I’ve seen you (Y/N).” Tom said as he looked at me. I grabbed the drink from the bartender.

“Yes it has, Tom,” I said as I began to drink the champagne. There was a moment where Tom just simply looked at me like we were the only ones there.

“How have you been? What have you been doing recently? You look absolutely amazing.” he said as I looked at the crowd going back into the auditorium. 

“I’ve been better. Recently, not much I just got back home a couple weeks ago from a trip around the world. Thank you, Tom but I think it’s time to go back inside for the second half,” I said as I walked past him.

“I’ve missed you,” Tom said but I kept on walking and didn’t turn back. I made my way up the stairs and returned just in time for the show to start. When Tom came back up he asked the man sitting next to me if they could switch seats, the man obliged. 

“Tom, I don’t know what you’re thinking of but I don’t really want to hear it. I came here in support of my friend. That’s all.” I said as I didn’t want to start things up with Tom. He broke my heart and I wasn’t sure what he was getting at.

“That’s totally fine. I came here as well in support for my friend Tuwaine and Harrison. They’re playing the two new owners of the opera house,” Tom said but I wasn’t sure if I believed him. 

The show ended and I stood up in proud applause for my friend. I made my way down the steps and searched the crowd for my friend.

“Rebecca, you did a marvelous job! I am so proud of you!” I said as I hugged her.

“I am so glad you could come and support me! I am so glad. There is an after party backstage and you are more than welcomed,” she said as she looked at me.

“I don’t know,” I said but she made a begging hand motion and I felt bad, “okay, I’ll go.” Her face lit up and told me that I could go backstage. I went backstage and looked around at all the phenomenal actors. 

I talked with my friend and her costars who ultimately became mine. I was having a great time before Tom entered the room and all the attention was put on him. I didn’t blame him because he was a successful actor and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t proud. I decided that it was time for me to go and made my exit quickly saying goodbye to Rebecca. I hoped that it went unnoticed but Tom saw and made his way after me.

I made it outside before I heard Tom calling my name. From how loud it was, I could tell he wasn’t far behind.

“(Y/N), please wait,” he said as he grabbed my arm but I ripped it from his grasp. I turned around in anger.

“What, Tom? What do you want?” I said as I began to get angry for the attention Tom was trying to get.

“I just want to say that I miss you. I think about you and how you’re doing constantly. It hurts every time I think about how I left you,” he said.

“No Tom, you don’t get to do that. You broke MY heart. Not the other way around. So don’t come up to me saying you miss me when it was YOUR fault. I was one hundred percent behind you when you said you wanted to pursue your career but you chose to leave me. This is where we end. Goodbye Tom.” I said as I got into my car and drove away.

I was crying because of the memories Tom brought when I saw him tonight. I never did forget about him but how am I supposed to know if he is just going to do what he did. I made my way inside and got out of my dress. I went downstairs and grabbed a tub of ice cream with a spoon. I walked back over to the couch and sat down, turning on a random movie.

I was halfway through the movie when I heard a knock at the door. I didn’t think about who could have been at the door and I headed over. I opened the door and saw that it was the person I didn’t want to see the most.

“Tom, what are you doi--,” I didn’t get to finish my question before Tom put his hands on the sides of my face and kissed me deeply. I felt safe with his warm lips on mine as I kissed back. In truth, I missed him so much and I needed him back. He pulled back but I brought his face back and kissed him again.

“(Y/N), I never stopped loving you. It causes me agony every day that I left you like that. I miss you and I want to be back in your life. I want to be with you,” Tom said as our foreheads rested against each others.

“Tom, you took the words right out of my mouth. I love you and I’m willing to take you back,” I said as I kissed him once again. As we kissed, I walked backwards into my apartment and closed the door. He placed me back against the door and kissed me deeply. 

“I am so glad that I have you back and I am not letting you drive back. I love you Tom, so so much,” I said as I grabbed his hand and brought him to my room. “I want you to stay with me tonight,” I said as I kissed him once more.

“I can’t agree more. I love you and I was going to beg you to let me stay if you didn’t offer it,” He said as I pulled the covers back and laid in the bed. Tom took his shirt off and got in next to me. I placed my hand over his waist and put my head on his chest.

“I am so glad I came to this play tonight. I love you Tommy,” I said as I looked up and kissed him once more.

“So am I and to think I was going to stay home and still think about you. I’m so glad you forgive me and I love you too,” Tom said as he turned off the bedside light.

[peterparkerdreamboy]

I Haven’t Done Anything

Words: 1,529

Summary: You get kidnapped during school and leads to the events of you finding out Peter’s secret identity.

Author’s Note: Requests are still open! Enjoy!

The heavy doors to the school opened slowly as I made my way into Midtown High, searching for a familiar head of hair. As I bumped into classmates going to find him, I saw that he was by his locker getting his stuff.

“Hey, Peter,” I said as I wrapped an arm around his bicep and leaned in. He finished getting the books needed for class.

“Hey (Y/N), you ready for the chemistry test?” he asked as we walked to Math III, our first class.

“Parker, am I ever ready for a chem test? I would have thought that after a year of dating you would know me.” I said as I jokingly acted offended. He simply smiled as he rolled his eyes and kissed me on cheek. We walked to our seats and made some eye contact as we patiently waited for class to start.

“Another boring class with Mrs. Andrews and I can’t wait to see what kind of pop quiz she has in store for me today.” Peter sarcastically said as he looked at me.

“Let me know if she does. Bye, Peter, I love you. I’ll see you at lunch okay?” I said as I hugged him before he went into the classroom.

“Sounds like a plan, I love you too,” he said as he hugged me back and went in. I waved him goodbye and made my way to my next class. 

The next two classes went by unbelievably slow and I found myself staring at the clock wanting it to be lunch. As the class bell rung, I quickly made my way to the cafeteria to find where Peter was. I quickly found him as I saw him setting his tray down.

“Peter, so tell me, how was the chem test?” I said as I sat down next to him and stole a fry off his plate. He looked up at me and gave a very hesitant look.

“(Y/N), I really hoped you studied. It is extremely difficult and I feel like I made a fifty,” he said as he looked down and started to eat.

“Yes, Peter, you say you’ll make a fifty then you’ll get your test and it’s a ninety-five,” I said as we laughed,” Alright, if you say it’s that difficult then I am going to go to the study hall, so bye,” I said as I kissed him and left the table.

I made my way through of hungry teens as I exited the cafeteria. I approached the door to the study hall when all of a sudden a bag was placed over my head and I lost all consciousness.

I woke up in a dark room with only a light shining where I was. I let my eyes adjust before I realized that I was in a place I had never been. I heard heavy steps coming my way and I was terrified as to what was going to come. 

“Please don’t do anything, I haven’t done anything, please,” I said as the tears from over my face came flowing down.

“Oh princess, I’m sorry but you’re a spawn to help me summon a special someone or your special someone.” he said as he came closer to me and brought the bag along.

“I have no idea what you--,” he placed a cloth in my mouth to stop me from speaking as the tears flowed faster.

“Alright sweetheart, time to get the show on the road,” I was confused before I noticed the webcam in front of me and the bag soon placed over my head again. “How do I get this to record? Ah, there it is, Hello Midtown High. This is the next villain in the making speaking and I have some deals that need to be made. This girl right here is,” he ripped the bag from over my face, “(Y/N), and she is going to help me in recruiting someone very special, the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. I know he saved the school before so I’ll know he will save this princess right here. You have two hours before damage begins, bye bye” he said as he turned off the camera and removed the cloth from my mouth.

“Why are you doing this?” I said as I watched him look at the clock and walked over to me.

“Because it’s time that the neighborhood superhero gets shot down. He needs to be stopped,” he said as he waved a knife around, “The only way that is going to happen is if someone close to him gets hurt and bingo, that’s you.” he said as he walked around.

“I don’t even know him. I’ve never even seen him.” I said as I began to grow even more nerovus and hoped that Spider-Man soon would come around. 

“Just stop the lying and shut up,” he said as he placed the cloth back in my mouth and placed the bag over my head once again. I didn’t hear anything for a while until I heard glass breaking. 

“Alright where’s the girl? I know she’s here you scumbag,” I heard what I suppose was the Spider-Man. I heard running footsteps come near me and rip the bag off my head, it was the bad guy but this time a knife was pressed against my cheek.

“Stop right there or the girl dies. I know she’s special to you.” he said as he twiddled the knife. “You think I don’t know who you are? You’re Peter Parker and I think you have some explaining to do to your girlfriend,” he said as he backed away. I was in shock. It all made sense that he was Spider-Man and why we could never have movie night. He was Spider-Man, “Now take off the mask, now and show her your face.”

I saw Peter take his mask off and all I could do was be even more worried. How was this going to end? Was he going to die?

“You got what you wanted now step away,” he said as he approached closer to me and I gave him a look that let him know I was hurt that he didn’t tell me. 

“No, now she dies,” the man brought the knife to my neck and was close to killing me but Peter used his web shooters and caught his hand. 

“No, now I get justice. Say hello to jail for attempted murder scumbag,” Peter said as he webbed the man up and alerted the police. He rushed over to me and made sure I was okay, “(Y/N), are you okay? I was so worried about you.” he said as he helped me up and held me close.

“Just please get me out of here Peter. I just want to go home,” I said as I cried into his chest. Peter just shook his head and started to web around the city. He eventually made it a short ride from where I was kidnap to my balcony off my apartment window. “Thank you Peter,” I said as I began to open the window.

“(Y/N), wait, please,” Peter said as he grabbed my arm and closed the window to my room.

“What Peter? I said thank you,” I said as I got teary-eyed and my cheeks grew red.

“Please don’t be like that,” he said as he brought his hands down and held my hands. I immediately ripped my hands out of his grasp.

“Why didn’t you tell me Peter? You had me worried for so long that you were cheating. You never wanted to come over or have what used to be our special movie night and then to find out from a criminal that YOU are Spider-Man, hurts.” I said as I cried and looked at him.

“I didn’t want to tell you because I was scared something like this was going to happen. I wanted to keep you safe but I just put you in danger. I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you and that you found out this way. I still love and care for you. I love you (Y/N),” he said as he looked back at me.

“I know you mean well but I should have still known about your secret identity,” I tearfully confessed.

“And I am so sorry. I am so sorry I made you feel like I was cheating. I will never keep a secret from you again,” he said as I accepted his apology and he brought me close to him. 

“Since I know about your identity, does that mean I’ll see you more often so you can keep me safe?” I said as I looked into his eyes still wrapped in his embrace.

“Of course I will. I will be keeping even more of an eye on you,” he said as he brought my lips closer to his. I brought Peter inside so I could clean off the wounds that had been brought to his face due to the man. 

“Does this mean we can know have our annual movie night?” I said as I caressed his face.

“Anything for the love of my life.” he said as we kissed once more.

[peterparkerdreamboy]

Did I Do Something Wrong?

Words: 985

Summary: You and your boyfriend Jack break up but you find comfort in the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

Author’s Note: I hope that this isn’t too cliche but I hope it is enjoyable! Happy Reading!

I heard the knock that came from the front door while I was finishing my chemistry homework. I got up and cautiously approached the door, looking through the peephole. I saw that it was Jack and quickly opened the door,

“Hey Jack, come on in,” I said as I ushered him through. I tried to give him a kiss but he turned his cheek, “Jack, is everything okay? You’re acting a little strange,” I said as I closed the door.

“I don’t even think I should be inside but I have to tell you something,” He said as he stayed near the door. Jack’s shaky voice told me by itself that something bad happened.

“Come on Jack, you can tell me, what’s wrong?” I said as I approached him but he stepped back. 

“I’m breaking up with you. I don’t want to be with you anymore and I think you should agree with my decision,” Jack said as tears fell from his face and stared into my eyes.

“What? Where did this come from? I thought we were in love? I though you loved me,” I said as the tears overflowed and I looked back at him.

“Well, you were wrong. I wish the best for you, goodbye (Y/N),” Jack said as he made his way to the door. I didn’t stop him and simply moved out of the way. I was in shock and couldn’t find a reason why he would do something like this. I ran back up to my room and closed the door, collapsing against the door. I eventually got up and moved to my bed.

I grabbed my phone to see if I had any messages from Jack but I just had ones from my parents saying that they’ll be home late. I felt like I had done something wrong and I wish there was someone I could talk to. I scrolled through my phone and hovered over a name, Peter. Peter was my chemistry partner who was too pure for this world. He was too sweet and fragile for me to seek his comforting words. I decided to get some fresh air and went out onto the balcony.

I gazed at the stars for at least an hour, crying over the relationship that I though was forever, before I heard a thud next to me. I looked over and saw that it was Spider-Man, I wiped my eyes quickly from my eyes.

“Sorry, m’am I didn’t mean to scare you. I heard weeping and had to make sure you were okay, are you okay?” he said as his awkwardly moved his arms up and down and then on his hips.

“If I must answer, no, I am not okay. My boyfriend, first boyfriend, just broke up with me unexpectedly and i don’t know why,” I said as my voice cracked and the tears started to fall,” sorry,” I said as I wiped them away. 

“Hey, hey, hey you don’t have to apologize. If anything it’s his loss,” he said as he came closer and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. It felt nice to be in his embrace and I couldn’t help but lean in. “I don’t know who was your boyfriend but he doesn’t seem like he is all what boyfriends should be.”

“Thank you for your kind words Spider-Man but I can’t help but think, did I do something wrong?” I asked as he pulled me back.

“I’m sorry you feel that way and I don’t know you that well but just from being here I feel as if you did nothing wrong and it was him getting bored. If that was his reason then he is a big jerk and it’s better that you’re broken up.” he said as he moved his hand up and down my arm. 

“Thank you again, my name is (Y/N), by the way,” I said as we both chuckled at never introducing ourselves. We talked for hours that night and I felt as if we knew each other. We gazed at the stars and told jokes and things about ourselves.

“I think it is way past midnight and I should let you go to bed,” he said as he began to remove his hand from my shoulders but I pulled it back and held his gloved hand.

“You know I never got a name and I feel as if I know you. Like I’ve talked to you before,” I said as I looked up at his eyes that were covered by the mask.

“I don’t really think it would be wise but I feel the same way.” he said as I looked back down but turned around.

“Well, if you won’t give me a name, then at least promise me that we’ll try to make this an every night kind of thing.” I said as I stood up with him following.

“If that makes up for it, than yes. I promise that I will try to talk with you and make this a daily thing. I’ll let you go,” he walked me to the window and he waved me goodbye.

“Wait,” I said as I grabbed his hand and made him stay in his place. I slowly reached forward and pulled the mask up to his nose. I then placed my hands on his cheeks and pulled his face closer to mine. I pressed my lips against his. We stayed like this for a while and I couldn’t help but feel the sparks and hoped he did too, “think of that as insurance that you’ll return.” I said as I pulled back.

“That is all the insurance I have ever needed,” he said as he brought my lips back to his in another sweet kiss.

“Goodnight Spider-Man and stay safe,” I said as I waved him goodbye. I couldn’t help but think about who the man under the mask could be.

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Don’t Let Them Get to You

Words: 1, 281

Summary: You and Tom get into a fight and it takes quite a long time to trade your apologies.

Author’s Note: I thought of this idea a while ago and decided to write it and share it! I hope you like it! Feedback is always appreciated and requests are open!

It was around four o’clock when Tom got home from an interview for his newest movie, Avengers: Infinity War. He placed the keys used to unlock the door in the bowl on the table.

“Hello darling,” he said as he walked over to the couch I was sitting on and kissed my forehead, “what are you watching?”

“Just this television show about people trying to find love,” I said as I watched him sit next to me on the couch. He placed his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close.

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing that I have already found it,” he said as he looked into my eyes and pressed his lips against mine. I sat up from laying against Tom and simply admired him. We had been together for three years and the love was still there. I heard a ding and it came from Tom’s phone. “Harrison says hello,”

“Tell him I said hello and that he should come and visit,” I chuckled as Tom shook his head in confirmation. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through Instagram. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tom grab the remote and switch the channel and as soon as he did he switched it back. “Tom what was that?”

“What was what?” Tom asked as he laid back, “I am not sure. Let’s just talk, no television. I love you, you know that right?” I raised my eyebrows at Tom and went to reach the remote but he blocked me.

“Tom. Let me see,” I grabbed the remote and switched to the channel that was just on. It was Hollywood Star News and they were reporting on Tom and I’s relationship. “Tom Holland and (Y/F/N): The Worst Couple Seen In Hollywood, (Y/N) is far from the beauty that is Tom Holland. She should just get lost,” I read aloud what was on the television. Tom grabbed the remote and turned it off.

“Love, I didn’t want you to see that,” Tom said as he put his arm around me and held me close. I abruptly stood up and wiped the tears that had fled. “Darling, please don’t get so upset.”

“No, Tom, you don’t know how it feels to be in a relationship with you and sharing it with the whole world, with people leaving awful comments on every single picture you post, or even the hateful direct messages received every day. And then when you think it’s all okay with the love of your life at home, this happens.” I said as the tears fell from my eyes faster.

“(Y/N), why didn’t you tell me about this?” Tom said as he looked down at the ground.

“Do you think that it’s that easy when you’re tired at the end of the day, stressed or even when we’re having a good time?” I said with tears in my eyes. Tom stood from the couch.

“It should be easy to talk about that stuff with me! I’m your boyfriend!” Tom yelled. I wiped the tears from my eyes. I stormed from the living room into the bedroom. “What are you doing?” Tom asked as he followed me into our shared room.

“Getting a pillow and blankets for your bed which will be the couch,” I said as I grabbed a blanket and pillow and shoved it into his arms. He turned around with the stuff and slammed the door to our bedroom. I locked the door behind him and fell down on the floor, crying. I eventually I got up and went to bed, alone and sad.

I woke up in the middle of the night cold, wanting warmth. I looked at the clock and saw that it read 11:31. I contemplated on what I should do and decided that I want to make things right with Tom. I pulled the covers off and exited the bedroom. I saw the living room light on and made my way to it. I saw Tom sitting on the couch hunched over with his hands over his face. I started to walk closer but decided that I wasn’t in the wrong. I instead went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water.

As I finished my water, I heard footsteps coming closer and decided to refill my cup and leave the kitchen. On my way out, I saw how disheveled Tom was and decided to stop at the door leading out of the kitchen to see if he would say anything. He didn’t.

I walked back to the bedroom and placed the glass on the bedside table. I went under the covers and tried to fall asleep. I finally was able to sleep after a couple tries.

I sat up abruptly and let out a shriek as I wiped the tears away. I had a nightmare that Tom and I had another fight and led to him getting into a car crash. I didn’t finish the dream because I was too scared to find out the end result. I didn’t even bother looking at the clock before I went to go where Tom was. I saw that he was asleep on the couch but I had to say something to him.

I approached the couch and knelt down in front of his face and pushed back a strand of hair, “Tom, please wake up,” I said as my voiced cracked. He started to stir and eventually opened his eyes.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?” he said as he sat up on the couch. As soon as he did I placed my arms around his neck and pulled him close.

“Tom, I’m sorry. I am so sorry. I should have told you about everything and how I felt,” I said as I sobbed into his shoulder. Tom moved his arm up and down my back as he kissed my forehead.

“Love, stop apologizing, I shouldn’t have raised my voice and I realize how difficult it must be to handle let alone to tell somebody about. I am the one who should be apologizing and I love you very much and I am deeply sorry. Can you please forgive me?” Tom said as he pulled me back and looked me in the eyes. I put my hands on his face and brought our lips together.

“I love you too, Tom,” I said as I laid our heads together. I pulled back and Tom wiped the tears cascading from my face.

“Let’s promise to tell each other everything, no matter what,” Tom said as we looked into each others eyes.

“Okay, that sounds good with me,” I said as I kissed Tom again and sat with him on the couch, “Now please come to bed with me. I get so cold and I missed you,” I said as I got up holding his hand.

“Thank God you said that. I thought I was going to have back problems for the rest of the night,” Tom said as he laughed and followed me along. We reached our bedroom and I closed the door. I proceeded to get into bed and get under the covers. I watched as Tom took off his shirt before climbing into bed. I turned around as Tom placed arm around my waist and brought me closer.

“Tom, I am so glad I met you and so glad I get to call you mine. I love you,” I said as I kissed him once more. I placed my hand on his chest and snuggled up against him.

“I love you so much more,” Tom said as he kissed me on the forehead. The perfect end to a horrible situation.

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Masterlist

A/N: I am in the middle of writing a few things due to I am out of school for the summer! I will try to update as much as I can and I hope you will enjoy! 

Tom Holland

Peter Parker

I’m In Trouble (Imagine)

Is That You? (Imagine)

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I’m In Trouble (Peter Parker x Reader)

Words: 1,754

Summary: You and Peter get an apartment together and decide to go furniture shopping. You come across chairs and a table that goes along with your apartment, the only problem is that they have to be assembled. Peter, being the absolute sweetheart he is, says that it is no big deal but it is.

Author’s Note:  I created this when I was originally writing a different story but then I came upon this gif and thought of a cute and fluffy idea! Enjoy! Feedback is welcomed, good and bad!

It was a wonderful day, the sun gazed heavily in on the empty bedroom, that only had a blanket and two pillows on the floor, as Peter and I slept soundly. I felt an arm wrapped tightly around my waist as I looked down. I grabbed his hand that was on my stomach and brought his hand with his palm facing me and traced the lines on his hand. I felt Peter stir closer to me and kissed my shoulder.

“Good morning, babe,” Peter said in his deep morning voice that I loved, “do we have any plans today? If not then we should stay here on the floor all day.” I could sense the smile he had on his face.

“Well, sorry to break your dreams but we have to go furniture shopping because I don’t know if you noticed but we are sleeping on the floor,” I said as I let out a chuckle, “and I don’t really enjoy sleeping on the floor for forever so, let’s get up so that we can go shopping and not have back problems!” I finished with a cheerful voice I turned around facing Peter.

“That is a very good idea because this floor is really uncomfortable,” Peter said as he slowly leaned in, “and another thing, you’re so beautiful,” he said as he looked at me lovingly.

“Shut up,” I say as I playfully slapped his chest and brought our lips together in a slow but passionate kiss, “Alright, I am going to get dressed and get ready to leave and you sir, need to do the same.” I pulled the blanket back and slowly got up from the floor. I looked back and saw Peter getting off the floor. We both headed to our ‘closet’ which was our suitcases on the floor in what would be our closet. I pulled out a black crop top and ripped jeans while Peter continued to ransack his suitcase for a matching outfit. 

After I got dressed, I went to the kitchen to see if Peter was ready to go furniture shopping. I saw Peter leaning on the granite counter top in the kitchen as I approached him.

“Are you ready?” I asked as I smiled brightly at Peter.

“Wait, no breakfast?” Peter frowned.

“Nope, no breakfast! We have a long day of furniture shopping and we might as well get a start now at nine!” I said as I grabbed his hand while he groaned and dragged him to his car. I threw him his keys as I got into the car. He eventually got into the car after groaning. 

As Peter drove, I kept my eyes on the lookout for a furniture shop that didn’t seem too sketchy. I told Peter to slow down as we began to drive through a shopping center. I saw a Macy’s Furniture Gallery and decided for Peter to find a parking spot. 

As soon as the car stopped, I got out of the car, not planning on waiting for Peter, and sped walked to the store. I immediately got a cart as a worn out Peter finally caught up to me.

“Babe, we’re,” Peter put his finger out to signal that he needed to time to regain his breath, “we’re just getting furniture, it’s not like we’re getting married.” He said as I started laughing at his silly antics.

“I love you, Peter, but this is the furniture that we will have for a very long time so it has to be perfect,” I said as I looked at him with my puppy dog eyes.

“Alright, alright, enough with the puppy dog eyes. I get it, we shall find the best furniture for...forever!” Peter said as he started to laugh. He put his arm around my waist and kissed my forehead. 

“That’s the spirit!” I said chuckling as I loved the feeling of being close to Peter, “Now, I think we should focus on the dining room considering our kitchen is basically put together beside some appliances that we need, does that sound good?” I asked as I looked up at him.

“That sounds perfectly fine to me! Let the search begin for the perfect dining room table, begin!” he said as I laughed. 

We walked around the store for what seemed like hours and we still could not find anything that went well with our kitchen that was already put together. I was starting to get frustrated because I didn’t think it would be this difficult.  

“(Y/N), it’s okay. Don’t get frustrated, we will find the perfect table and chairs, I can just feel it. I love you,” Peter said as he placed his hands on either sides of my face. I simply nodded as we continued walking.

It must have been another twenty minutes before I found a piece of furniture that I had loved. 

“Peter, look over there!” I said as I pointed to where I had found four oak wood chairs and a table that came together in a set, “This is absolutely perfect for our dining room!” I said before I looked closely at details of the furniture. What was written on the sign was, NEEDS TO BE PUT TOGETHER. “Actually never mind, I do not like these pieces at all! Lets keep looking,” I said as I placed my arm around Peter and forced him to face the other way.

“Wait, (Y/N), why don’t you want me to see the furniture?” Peter said as he stopped walking and began to turn towards the furniture.

“No, Peter, I really do not like it. I’m not kidding.” I said, hoping he would believe me. 

“No, you like the furniture. I know you do because I am your boyfriend. Now what is it that you don’t want me to see?” he asked as we walked over to the furniture. I tried to shield him from seeing the sign but it was too late. “Oh. Wow. Okay, let’s get it! I goes well with our whole design.” He said as his voice cracked near the end.

“Peter, we do not have to get this! I am perfectly fine with getting something else!” I said as I stepped in front of him, moving my hands from his biceps to his hands.

“Babe, it is okay! I can do this. I mean I have to learn at sometime right,” he said as he walked past me and grabbed the heavy box and walked to the cash register. Peter winked at me as he passed his credit card to the cashier. 

As the transaction was finished, we said our goodbyes and made our way to the car. Peter insisted that he did not want any help and carried it to the car. I opened the door to the passenger’s seat and got in. I buckled up while I looked in the rear view mirror, just to see Peter huff and slam the trunk down. 

“You alright there, Peter,” I giggled as he got into the car. He gave me a glare which told me that I should not say anymore. “Peter, I really appreciate this, you buying me the furniture even though you are going to have to put it together.”

“Anything for the love of my life,” he leaned over and kissed me, “now lets go home so I can be stressed out before seven.” he said as he smiled widely. He turned the car on and made our way to the apartment. He was able to carry the box all the way and ran inside the apartment to put it down. “Alright, now lets figure you out and see how difficult you are going to make my life.” he said as he ripped the box open.

“Peter, did you want me to help you? I can read the instructions for you,” I said as I made my way to where he was. 

“No love, I think I got this. I mean it’s just like a set of Legos and I’ve done plenty of those before. If I need your help than I’ll call you but I am going to prove that this is no big deal for me.” Peter said as he got his tools out and started taking things out of the box.

“Okay, I will be in our bedroom if you need me,” I said as I kissed him on the forehead and ruffled his hair. “Now how long until he breaks,” I whispered to myself. 

I was surprised that I didn’t hear any grunts of frustration for a good ten minutes, but after that, all hell broke loose. 

I was taking clothes out and putting it into the closet when I heard Peter, “Oh my gosh! What is wrong with you! Why can’t you cooperate with me!” I sneaked out of the closet and peeked through the bedroom door. I saw that Peter had set up parts of the chair, except for the legs. He threw his hammer down in frustration, trying to get the nail into the chair.

“Okay buddy, I’m losing hope! I just want you to align straightly, why is that so difficult?” Peter yelled at the chair. I came out of the bedroom and before he could throw the hammer down at the furniture, I grabbed his hand.

“Peter, sweetie, stop,” I said as I pulled the hammer out of his hand and knelt on the ground next to him, “you do not have to be this stressed over a piece of furniture,” I stated as I brushed hair out of his eyes.

“I am so sorry, (Y/N), I try so hard to make you happy,” he said as I pulled him into a hug. I caressed his hair as I though of what to say.

“Peter, you make me happy by being you,” I said as I put both hands on his cheeks and made him look at me, “we can easily do this together. I appreciate that you tried and look how far you came!” I said as we both looked at what Peter had done. 

We both started laughing as we looked at each other. Peter leaned in to kiss me. “I love you too, (Y/N),” he said as he kissed me again. “Now, I guess we should finish this right? I think I actually do need your help,” he chucked as he looked at me.

“I think it’s only fair. This is something we’ll do together,” I said as I searched for the instructions and started helping him. 

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hey there!! do you have a master list?

I do not because as of now I only have one story but I am working on two other stories that you will hopefully enjoy!

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Does anybody ever just think about Tom Holland and immediately start crying because of the wonderful person he is and that he decided to go to a children's hospital in his free time to give them Christmas presents or is it just me?

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Is That You? Peter Parker x Reader

Words: 6,661

Summary: You have been dating Peter Parker for seven years and have just recently got married. You have no idea that he is Spider-Man and are under the impression that he has gone away on a business trip. The reality is that a new villain has come into town, wanting to kill everyone Peter loves which is you. In order for you to be safe, Peter needs to “die.” 

Warnings: fluff then angst and then more fluff, a miscarriage (briefly mentioned and doesn’t go into many details), sadness for a sort of long time but a very fluffy and happy ending

A/N: Hello! This is my first fanfiction and I am so excited to share this with all of you! In this fic, Peter is in his early twenties! I hope you enjoy and please give me feedback, don’t be shy!

        The day started like any other day, I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, sometimes, and made my way to catch the subway to got school. I lazily got up after my infuriating alarm went off signaling that I had at least twenty minutes to get up and ready to catch the subway. I plodded to my closet and opened the closet door that had clothes sprawled all over the place. I contemplated what to wear but finally decided on a science pun shirt and jeans as well as black boots. 

         I raced downstairs as I saw that I only had five minutes to the subway station before I missed it. I said a quick goodbye to my mom as I grabbed my book bag and made it out the door. I went down the stairs to the fourth floor as fast as I could. I eventually made it to the fourth floor and made it all the way to the last door on the left. I knocked in a cheerful rhythm as I waited for the door to open. After a second after I knocked, I was met with beautiful brown eyes that belonged to the love of my life. His face lit up when he saw that it was me. 

“Hey, babe!” Peter said as he embraced me. 

“Hey,” I responded as I looked back into his eyes. “we should probably be on our way to school so that we don’t miss our subway.” I said as he gently nodded. He walked back into his apartment, grabbed his book bag and said a quick goodbye to his aunt. He closed the door making sure to lock it before looking back at me and connecting our hands. 

“(Y/N) what time is it by the way?” Peter asked as I quickly opened my phone, smiling at the cute picture of him kissing my cheek. 

“It is exactly 7:27. We need to hurry along because the train arrives at 7:30.” I said as I put my phone away and looked directly at him worriedly.

“It’s going to be okay. I promise you we will not miss our train or be late to school okay?” He said as he thumb caressed the back of my hand as I nodded. 

             We ran down the stairs and started running to the Subway Station as we let out a laugh once in a while as I realized how ridiculous we were. We finally reached our platform and waited as I pulled out my phone to see the time. 

“Now it is 7:29. We had one minute to spare.” I laughed as I tried to regain my breath. Peter laughed as well and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into him. I put my hand on his chest so that I could keep my balance. I closed my eyes and smiled as he leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

“Well, now we are doing this so if we had taken our time than this couldn’t have happened.” He whispered into my ear as I chuckled at his silly antics.

“Well, you aren’t wrong but I also wouldn’t be out of breath,” I said as we both erupted into giggles, earning looks from the other people who were waiting. We stayed in this position as our train came to a stop in front of us. We pulled apart but kept our hands entwined as we entered the subway trying to find a seat which came to no avail. We stood in the crowded subway with him standing behind me as he protected me from falling or from accidentally bumping into anyone else except in. I smiled at the protectiveness he had over me. 

                 Our train came to a stop as we arrived at school. I looked behind me at Peter and rolled my eyes while smiling because now we had to leave the subway and go to school. He looked down at me as he smiled at the faces I made when he realized where we were. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine and I bet that we would have stayed there for hours if it wasn’t for the doors to the Subway coming to the close. We rushed to the doors and were able to squeeze through before they closed. We both let out a breath of relief as we continued to walk up to the school. 

               We got to the front doors of the school and went into the school already dreading our decision. We went to our lockers which happened to be right next to each others. I opened my locker, as Peter stared at me smiling and discovered twelve roses in my locker. I looked for a note that was taped to the bouquet and read it:

My love for you will never end,

The scars you get I will mend.

For you are worth all my days

-Peter

“Peter, this is too sweet,” I said as I hugged him. He pulled away and kissed me with such passion. I moved my hand to the back of his neck and played with his curly hairs at the nape of his neck. We finally pulled away, “I love you, Peter Parker.” I finished as I smiled at him as I placed a quick peck on his cheek. 

“I love you, (Y/F/N),” Peter said as he went back to his locker to get the books he needed for his classes. It wasn’t long before we both heard the voice of one of our best friends. 

“Join me and we will build my new Lego Death Star,” Ned said as I laughed at how excited Peter got. 

“No way, how many pieces?” He said as his eyes got wide. I smirked as I mumbled underneath my breath, “Losers,”

Ned and Peter both looked at me menacingly as if I had just ripped their hearts out and stomped on them. “Guys, it was a joke, I was kidding.” 

“Mmhmm. Sure, you’re just jealous.” Ned said as we all let out a chuckle. 

“Alright well while you guys discuss your new Lego masterpiece to build, I’ll be making my way to chemistry,” I said as I waved a goodbye and turned around to head to class. I eventually heard my name being called by my boyfriend.

“(Y/N), wait up,” he said as I stopped and turned around, “I love you and I’ll see you at lunch okay?” He asked as I nodded. “Alright see you then babe.” He finished as he leaned down and kissed me. We both made our separate ways to head to our first classes. 

Three Hours Later

              I made my way to the lunch room and headed to Ned and Peter’s usual table at lunch. I saw them sitting down and instantly I smiled. I set my bag down and pulled out my chair across from them.

“I can’t wait to get out of this school.” I groaned. Peter and Ned looked at each other before looking back at me. 

“And why is that silly?” Peter asked. I raised my head from where it was previously leaning on my arms.

“Because I don’t want to see most of these people ever again and I definitely don’t want to see this school walls anymore,” I said as I looked intently at them both.

“Well, (Y/N), I have to say I agree with you and know exactly how you feel,” Ned said as he patted my hand. I smiled at him as I ate my lunch while I listened and engaged in the conversation between Peter and Ned. The bell soon rang when it reached 12:05, signaling for the students to get to class. I said goodbye to Peter and Ned as I made my way to another boring class. 

Two Hours Later

It was finally time to go home as I made way to my locker. I got the textbooks I needed for homework and made my way to outside. I spotted Peter and waved at me to signal that he was standing over there.

“Hey handsome,” I smiled as I got on my tippy toes to kiss him as his hand went to my arm. We pulled apart when we needed to breathe for air. “Are you busy tonight?”

“Actually I am,” Peter said as I frowned, “Ned is coming over and I’m going to help him build his new ‘Lego masterpiece.’“ I smiled as he mocked me.

“Alright, that’s okay. You haven’t hung out with him in a while.” I said as I pushed back his curly hair that had fallen in front of his eyes. We made our way to the Subway and got onto the train that would lead us to our apartment building. 

            Peter got in the same position as earlier and had a protective arm around me. I put my hand on his bicep as I held onto him while the train moved. The train approached to a stop and we slowly got off. We walked off to our apartment building while laughing at the jokes that were exchanged between us. He opened the door for me as I thanked him. We walked up the stairs to my floor since he was such a gentleman and said that something could happen to me. 

              We reached my apartment door and I turned around and leaned on the door while Peter stood in front of me. 

“Thank you for walking me up Peter,” I said as he nodded his head in response. He started leaning in until our lips met in between. His lips were warm and soft which contrasted with my chapped and cold ones. Our lips moved in sync as we lost track of time. I pulled back for air.” I love you, Peter. You should go back to your apartment because Ned will be there soon.” I whispered. He gave me a quick peck.

“You’re right. I love you too, (Y/N).” Peter said as he caressed my cheek and started to walk away. I waved him another goodbye and disappeared into my apartment. 

Peter’s Point of View

            I went back to my apartment and made sure Aunt May wasn’t there so I could put my suit in my backpack so that I could change in the alleyway like I always do. I texted Ned and told him to come over around 6:30 so that it would give me plenty of time to come back and change. He didn’t know I was Spider-Man and neither did (Y/N) and it was going to stay like that. 

Seven Years Later

(Y/N)’s Point of View

                   It was a weird sensation, having now two bands that fit perfectly on my left-hand ring finger. I moved the rings back and forth as I reminisced about the time we’ve spent together for seven years. I glanced at the time and saw that it was 6:45 and I knew Peter was going to be home. I decided to get up off the couch to make dinner for us. My bare feet reached to the cold tile in the kitchen as I got a bowl to make spaghetti for us. I filled it up with water as I placed it on the stove and waited for it to boil. 

                As I started to see more bubbles form from the water, I put in the spaghetti noodles and stirred it every once in a while. I heard the jingle of keys outside the front door to our apartment which signaled that Peter was home. A smile was made apparent on my face as I heard the door open.

“Honey I’m home!” Peter loudly said as I chuckled. I ran over to the front door and jumped into his arms. I pulled away to press my lips passionately against his. I was then set down.

“I missed you today, babe,” I stated as I put my arms around his neck and pecked him on the lips again.

“I missed you too. I wish I didn’t have to go work for a long time.” He said as he smiled looking down at me. “Now tell me what that delicious smell is.” He said as he put emphasis on delicious. I guided him into the kitchen as I went back to check on the spaghetti as he sat at the barstool. 

“That sir is spaghetti made by your wife who loves you so very much,” I said while walking over him to get a bowl but kissing him on the cheek in between. “Do you want a lot or a little tomato sauce on your spaghetti?” I asked while I put spaghetti on his plate. 

“A little please.” He said as he dragged out please. I chuckled at his dorkiness and went over to set his plate down in front of him. “Oh, this is going to be one delicious dinner!” Peter said as his eyes got bright. I went back over to the pot and got a lot of spaghetti for my self and a medium amount of tomato. 

“Do you want anything to drink babe?” I asked while I was still up and getting myself a glass of water. 

“Can you bring out that wine that your parents got us for our wedding?” Peter asked while I nodded my head. I headed to the cabinet where the wine and glasses were stored and got out the bottle he was talking about. I set down his glass and the bottle of wine in front of him while I went to get my dinner that was on the counter. 

                I sat on the barstool next to him and started to eat my dinner. Peter looked at me which made me look up and he started laughing which then made me laugh. 

“What? What is so funny, Parker?” I asked while laughing. He shook his head because he was laughing too hard.

“You have pizza sauce on your cheek.” He said as my cheeks grew red with embarrassment. I looked down at my lap away from Peter as I asked him where it was. “(Y/N), let me get it for you.” Peter grabbed his napkin and put his finger underneath my chin so that I looked at him and to hold it in place. He got close to my face as he wiped away the tomato sauce. We looked at in each other’s eyes as we both leaned in. Our lips met in the middle as we ensued in a longing passionate kiss. I moved my hand from my lap to his cheek as his reached for the back of my head. We pulled apart and rested against each other’s noses.

“Our dinner is getting cold,” I said as we rubbed our noses against each others. He softly nodded and smiled as he pulled away but not before he placed one last peck on my lips. We both went back into the positions we were in when we were eating. 

“(Y/N), why don’t you go get a wine glass and we will drink this bottle together,” he said as he looked at me with a graceful smile. 

“Yes, Peter about that, I have something to tell you,” I said as he looked at me which signaled for me to continue. I breathed in deeply and told him what I had been harboring over my head for the past three days, “I’m pregnant.” 

“You’re pregnant? Oh my gosh you’re pregnant!” He exclaimed as he got out of his seat and lifted me up and spun me around. He set me down as he pulled me in for a longing kiss. “I love you,” he said. 

“I love you too.” I replied, “Why don’t we go to bed because I am whipped out and I am so sure you are too.” I said as I caressed his hair back. Peter nodded his head and picked me up bridal style and carried me to our bed. “What are you doing?” I questioned as I laughed. He put me down on the bed. “Um excuse me mister but I have to get into my pajamas so if you will excuse me,” I said as I got up from the bed and entered our closet picking his “I Survived My Trip To NYC” shirt that he still hasn’t told me where he got it from. 

             When I was done changing, I went back into our bedroom to see him shirtless and wearing gray sweatpants as he checked his phone. I saw his face transform into a face of sadness mixed with anger. 

“Peter, what’s wrong?” I asked as I approached him. He looked up from his phone and sighed. He made his way to the side of the bed I was closer to and sat down. “Peter, what is it? You’re scaring me.” I said hesitantly. 

“Come here,” Peter said as I walked over to sit on his lap, “I don’t mean to scare you, love,” he says sincerely with sadness in his voice as he pushed back a piece of hair, “You remember Steve from work right?” I nodded at his question but was confused at what he had to with this problem, “Well, he wants me to go on a business trip that could last for a week or two. This business trip is very important and if we fail, it could cost us the whole company. That’s why I have to go. If I didn’t have to I would decline but I can’t.” He said sadly.

“Well, if it is that important then go but they better be paying you over time because now you have a pregnant wife to take care of mister.” I said as I smiled at him.

“What did I do to deserve you?” Peter asked.

“You know, that is a very good question that I am having trouble answering.” I giggled as I poked him in the chest.

“Oh okay, I see how it is now.” He said as he laughed at my antics. Peter and I gazed into each other’s eyes as I placed my hand on his cheek. 

“Be safe, please. Don’t do stupid stuff with your co-workers Bruce and Tony okay?” I said as I got off of his lap so that he could get packed up. He stood up and leaned down to kiss me on the cheek.

“Will do. I gotta listen to what you tell me. You’re the smart one.” He whispers as he walks out to get his briefcase. I went over to the bed and pulled down the covers so that I could climb in and get warm. Peter came in shortly afterward and kissed me on the forehead. I smiled sweetly at the adorable gesture. 

            What Peter really read on his phone was that a new villain had come into town threatening Peter only saying that he was going to kill everyone he knew unless he dies. He immediately contacted his teammates, who were the Avengers, that he needed a plan for how to not get (Y/N) hurt. The only response he had gotten was that he needed to convince everyone he had died, for good.  He opened his briefcase in his living room and stared at the Spider-Man suit Tony Stark gave him. (Y/N) didn’t know even after all these years. What she thought was that he worked in an office that directed other companies but he didn’t. He was an Avenger. 

            I saw Peter walk away from me and then went into the closet to get his clothes. After a little while later, he came out and turned off the lights. He went around to the other side of the bed and joined me. He placed his arm on my waist and his other one behind his head. His legs entwined with mine as I turned around. I looked into what I could see was his brown eye as my hand caressed his cheek.

“I’ll miss you so much, Peter. I love you so much.” I said as I brought my face into his and pressed my lips to his in a sweet kiss. He kissed me back with the same amount of passion. 

“I’ll miss you too. I love you, (Y/N),” Peter said as he brought me closer to him, changing our position. I put my hand and head on his chest as I slowly was lulled into a deep sleep by Peter tracing circles on my arm. “I am so sorry for the pain I am going to cause you in the next few days,” he whispered to me as I was asleep.

The Next Morning

              I woke up the next morning to an empty bed. I felt Peter’s side of the bed and it was very cold. I looked over at the clock and saw it was 10:30. I got up and went to the kitchen to make myself some coffee when I was greeted with thirty roses in a vase on the counter. I walked over to it and saw a note that Peter wrote before he left this morning:

Good Morning Love! I already miss you and the baby so much! I love you so very much xx

             I smiled at the kind note he had written me. I held the note close to my chest as I rubbed my stomach. I smelled the roses and went to go make my coffee. I felt a burning sensation in the bottom of my stomach. I winced at how much it hurt. I didn’t know what was happening so I decided to call my doctor’s office to schedule an appointment today. I was very paranoid when I felt something off in my body and I usually had Peter to give me an explanation but he wasn’t here so there was no one to do that. It seemed sensible to go to the doctors. I then decided to go ahead and get dressed for the day. 

            When I came out of the bathroom, I got a text message from my doctor’s office that my appointment was at 11:30. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 11:00 and I always liked to be there early so I decided to leave then. 

            After some serious road rage, I eventually made it to the doctor’s office and checked in. After waiting for five minutes, I was called back into the examining room and told the doctor the problems I was having. 

            The doctor told me the results and what the problem was. I had miscarried. It was so sudden but that was what happened. A miscarriage. I was frozen. There was no emotion. I was still. I thanked the doctor for seeing me and then left. 

            I drove back home and stayed sitting in my car just looking out the windshield. I eventually went up the stairs to our apartment and opened the door. I sat on the couch and turned on the news. I was so shocked with the news that I didn’t know how to react. I was paralyzed. I turned the TV on to the news channel and saw that there was a huge car accident that happened on I-95. The same highway Peter had to drive on. I listened to the news anchor to see who was killed. They never said who got killed and I thought nothing of it until I got a call from an unknown number. 

“Hello?” I said as I answered the phone. I waited to hear a response.

“Hello. Is this (Y/N) Parker?” The woman on the other side of the phone asked.

“This is she. Can I ask who you are and how you got my number?” I asked hesitantly.

“Yes, hello ma'am my name is Edna Washington and I am a nurse at Johns Hopkins Hospital. I am here to tell you that your husband, Peter Parker, has passed away this morning.” Edna said in a monotone voice. I was in shock. I didn’t know how he died. 

“How did he die?” I asked on the verge of tears. I tried my best to not cry while I was on the phone.

“He was involved in a major accident on I-95. I am sorry for your loss.” Edna said as she hung up. I fell to the floor and broke down into loud violent sobs.

“No! Not him too! I lost both my babies!” I screamed at nothing. I was broken. I lost the two most important people in my life. The two people I loved the most. I didn’t know what I would do with my life. There was no meaning if the people I loved the most weren’t with me. I went into our– my bedroom. I pulled back the covers and got into the bed. I grabbed his pillow and smushed it against my body as I smelled his scent that was still on the pillow. I cried and cried all night, thinking of what having a family would have been like that because all chances of that happening were non-existent. 

             I slept for days, wishing that this was a huge nightmare that I will wake up from it and see my husband and child. I didn’t get out of bed for weeks. I just stayed there longing to caress Peter’s face. Ned visited me and tried to make me smile. It didn’t work.

“Come on (Y/N), let’s go have lunch and catch up! I haven’t seen you in awhile and I think it would be good for us to catch up,” Ned said as he tried to get me out of my apartment. 

“Hi, Ned, remember me? (Y/N), yeah, well, my husband died. What’s new with you?” I said sarcastically as Ned had a frown on his face, “It isn’t like we broke up Ned. He is dead. He isn’t coming back.” I said as I cried.

“(Y/N), you know you aren’t the only one that misses him right? I miss him too. I have to wake up every morning and I have to do my job and provide for myself and my family.” Ned said. I started crying even harder. He was right. I should try because Ned cared so hard to try to help me. I sat up on my bed and looked at him.

“You’re right and I’m sorry,” I looked down and then back up at him again,”I just miss him so much,” I cried. Tears were flowing and I couldn’t stop them. Ned sat down on the bed and gave me a hug. I never knew how much I needed a hug until Ned hugged me, “Thank you, Ned, for being here for me and I will try to continue to go on.” I said. I then sat back in bed.

“Anytime, (Y/N), you’re my best friend too,” Ned said as he stood up from the bed. “I have to go back home, Gwen says that the kids are acting up,” Ned said as he read the message off his phone. I smiled at one of my best friends life that he had built for himself. He was married to a kind lady that treated him right and with her, he had three kids, Jacob, Tom, and Harrison. I hugged him goodbye one last time as he showed himself the way out. 

             I got up from the bed and went to the closet to get dressed. I needed to go shopping. I exited the closet and looked at the picture on my side of the bed. It was a picture I had taken of Peter when we were on our honeymoon. He was eating Chinese food and looked so handsome like he always did. He had a picture of me on his side of the bed as well. I glanced at his photo before I left.

“I’m doing this for you. I love you.” I said to the picture as if he was really there but little did I know was that he called Tony to install security cameras so he could watch me and keep me safe. Peter watched the screen and placed his hand over where she just was in their bedroom. 

“Thank you, Ned,” Peter whispered as tears dropped from his eyes. 

One Year Later

           The past year had been a struggle without Peter. I found myself doing things that took more than one person to do. I was constantly reminded of him everywhere. A couple days ago, I had found a home video that he and I made for our wedding and then continued it when we went to Berlin as apart of our Honeymoon. I watched the video as I smiled at the silliness he caused. I continued watching as I watched the next part and he said:

“I should probably go to bed but I really don’t want to.”

           I laughed and smiled as I realized that this was the night before our wedding. I started to cry as I continued to watch his face continue to light up as he talked about how much he loved me. I grabbed the tissue box that was placed on the coffee table.

“I love you too,” I said in response to a part of the video when he said that he wanted everyone in the world to know he loved me. I looked at the clock and realized that it was 11:13 and that I should probably go to bed. I turned off the TV and went into my bedroom to change into pajamas that were once his clothes. I did my night time routine which ended with me kissing his picture on the side of my bed and wished him good luck. 

         Back at where Peter had been staying in hiding for the past year, he received the news that the villain had been taking care of by the Avenger. Tony told him if he wanted he could go back to the life he had but the only difference was that he would need to tell (Y/N) the truth, that he was Spider-Man. He decided against it. He wouldn’t go back because if (Y/N) knew the truth, he would never be able to leave her alone in their apartment by herself. 

The Next Morning

           I woke up to the smell of smoke coming from a fire. I immediately jumped out of bed and put on my shoes. I tried to put everything into a bag so that I wouldn’t lose everything I had left of Peter. Once I was sure that I had gotten everything, I went to the front door of my apartment and touched the doorknob and instantly retracted my hand. The doorknob was hot. I placed my hand on the door and it was scorching. I started to panic because there was no way out because I lived on the fourth floor. I went to the window in my bedroom and tried to gain the attention of the people who watched from the streets. I started to feel extremely hot as I looked behind me. The fire had made its way into my bedroom. I had no exit. 

“This is how I die,” I thought as I stayed close to the window. I prepared for the feeling of hot fire on me burning everything I had away but instead felt the cool wind. I opened my eyes and realized that I was in the air away from the fire. I looked up and saw the Spider-Man holding me and webbing me away from the fire to safety. I ended up passing out. 

         I woke up to a cement ceiling as I felt the comfort of a bed underneath me. I tried to sit up but it came to no avail.

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t sit up quite just yet. You still need to get the oxygen you lost in that fire.” I wondered who the person that was speaking. I turned my head and came face to face with a Spider-Man mask. 

“You’re Spider-Man,” I said as he nodded his head. Emotions of anger and sadness came through as I cried, “why did you save me? You should have just left me to die!” I yelled at him. 

“What are you talking about? I couldn’t have just left you to die.” he started to say underneath his mask. Under his mask, Peter was so disappointed in himself and the affects his ‘death’ had on you.

“If it wasn’t for you, I would be with my husband right now!” I said as I laid back down on the bed and turned my back towards the Spider-Man. I stayed silent for a little while before a realization came to me, where was my bag? I tried to get up put Spider-Man just pushed me back.

“You need to stay in bed. You still aren’t the same as you were.” he tried to reason but I was just in so much panic that I lost all of my memories of him.

“Did you get my bag?” I asked him, hoping he would say yes. I saw him stand up from the spot he was sitting and reached down to receive a backpack.

“Is this the bag?” he asked as I vigorously nodded my head. I reached into the bag and pulled out the photo I had beside my bed. I held it against my chest. 

“Thank you for getting my bag as well,” I said to him as I looked at him. He shook his head as a ‘you’re welcome.’ “Where am I? If you don’t mind me asking.” I had asked him.

“You’re in the Avengers building in upstate New York. I took you here because you had a pretty bad concussion.” Spider-Man said. I shook my head in understanding. I noticed something similar about Spider-Man but couldn’t put my finger on it. “Also, if you need anything, anything at all, you’re welcome to use it and to ask me for anything.” He finished as he pushed back a strand of hair back. I blushed. What was I doing? Was I growing feelings for Spider-Man? I can’t. (Y/N), you are loyal to Peter only!

“Thank you for taking care of me. I appreciate it.” I said as Spider-Man stood up and turned around walking towards the door, “Wait, what’s you’re name? I don’t want to keep calling you Spider-Man.” I asked as I waited for him to answer.

“Pet-Phillip, It’s Phillip. What’s yours?” Phillip asked me as I thought about what he said before replying with Phillip.

“It’s (Y/N),” I said as Phillip shook his head in acknowledgment. 

“That’s a really beautiful name, (Y/N),” Phillip said as I blushed and looked at my lap. “I’ll come back and check on you. I promise,” he said as I shook my head. 

Two Weeks Later

          Over the period of the two weeks, I had started to feel conflicted with my emotions. I started to feel something for Phillip. He took care of me every day and made me laugh. I wanted to tell him but I didn’t know how. Also, after all this time I had still never seen his face.

           Phillips came into my room and sat in the same chair he always did and told me that today that he had to leave for a dangerous mission.

“(Y/N), I have been called to set off on a dangerous mission and I have to tell you that I might not make it back,” Phillip said as he had a tone of sadness.

“You’ll make it back. Promise me. Don’t be stupid.” I said as I grabbed his clothed hand. “I’ll see you when you get back.” I started to cry as I might lose another loved one. He glided his thumb across my cheek, wiping my tears away.

“I won’t, I promise you,” Phillip said as he squeezed my hand and left. I was conflicted and was deciding whether or not I told him. I was sobbing even harder because if I didn’t say it now, then I never will. I pulled the blankets off of me and started running to where Phillips was going while tears streamed down my face. I saw Phillip all the way down the hall that lead to where the quinjet was. 

“Phillip!” I yelled as I gained his attention. I ran into his arms as he embraced me tightly. I pulled back to tell him what I had been feeling over the past weeks, “Phillip, I want you to know that I love you,” I said as I looked into his eyes,” but I don’t think I could after my husband. I can’t lose more people that I love in my life.” I said as I put my hands on his masked face. 

“(Y/N), it’s a good thing that you don’t have to look for your husband any longer because he’s here,” Phillip said as I started frantically looking around for him.

“Where?” I said as I pulled away from him. He put a finger my chin and made me look at him.

“Right here,” Phillip whispered as he pulled up his mask revealing that it had been Peter all along. I gasped at who was underneath the mask.

“Peter?” I asked as I moved my fingers across his cheek and caressed his cheek.

“Yes, (Y/N), it’s me, Peter,” He said before he pressed your lips against his in a too long of an awaited kiss. 

“I can’t believe it’s you! You’re Spider-Man! Peter, I missed you so much. Why did they say that you died?” I said as I placed my hand on his chest.

“A villain threatened to kill everyone I ever loved if I didn’t die. So I faked my death without anyone I knew personally knowing I was still alive. The villain had been taken care of so I decided to come home but then the fire happened and I had to save you. I don’t care if you know I’m Spider-Man. I’m here with you now. I love you.” He said as he put his at the back of my head and brought my lips closer to his. We kissed passionately as our lips moved in sync with each other.I moved my hand to the back of his neck and played with the hairs at the end. He was still just as handsome as the last time I saw him. We were interrupted by an “Excuse me,” that came from the person behind us.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Parker but your husband and I need to go on a mission.” Steve Rogers, who was Captain America, said. I pulled away from Peter and looked at Steve.

“Apologies Captain,” I said as Steve shook his head in forgiveness. I leaned into Peter’s ear and whispered, “Is this Steve from work?” I asked as I softly chuckled. Peter laughed as he nodded in agreement. I pulled away from his ear and kissed him on the lips one last time before he left, “I love you. Stay safe.” I said as I caressed his cheek.

“I love you too. I’ll be coming home to you and maybe we could have a catching up night,” Peter said as he twitched his eyebrows. I laughed at his silliness and brought my head against his chest.

“I love you so much,” I said as I laughed. I pulled my head back, “You should go before Spangles gets a rash.” I say as we erupt into laughter.

“As you wish. Goodbye for now (Y/N).” Peter said as he started to walk away.

“I don’t like goodbyes, how about see you soon, love,” I said as I let go of his hand.

“See you soon, love,” Peter said as he gave me one last peck on the lips before he left for his mission.

[peterparkerdreamboy]

Is That You? Peter Parker x Reader

Words: 6,661

Summary: You have been dating Peter Parker for seven years and have just recently got married. You have no idea that he is Spider-Man and are under the impression that he has gone away on a business trip. The reality is that a new villain has come into town, wanting to kill everyone Peter loves which is you. In order for you to be safe, Peter needs to “die.” 

Warnings: fluff then angst and then more fluff, a miscarriage (briefly mentioned and doesn’t go into many details), sadness for a sort of long time but a very fluffy and happy ending

A/N: Hello! This is my first fanfiction and I am so excited to share this with all of you! In this fic, Peter is in his early twenties! I hope you enjoy and please give me feedback, don’t be shy!

        The day started like any other day, I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, sometimes, and made my way to catch the subway to got school. I lazily got up after my infuriating alarm went off signaling that I had at least twenty minutes to get up and ready to catch the subway. I plodded to my closet and opened the closet door that had clothes sprawled all over the place. I contemplated what to wear but finally decided on a science pun shirt and jeans as well as black boots. 

         I raced downstairs as I saw that I only had five minutes to the subway station before I missed it. I said a quick goodbye to my mom as I grabbed my book bag and made it out the door. I went down the stairs to the fourth floor as fast as I could. I eventually made it to the fourth floor and made it all the way to the last door on the left. I knocked in a cheerful rhythm as I waited for the door to open. After a second after I knocked, I was met with beautiful brown eyes that belonged to the love of my life. His face lit up when he saw that it was me. 

“Hey, babe!” Peter said as he embraced me. 

“Hey,” I responded as I looked back into his eyes. “we should probably be on our way to school so that we don’t miss our subway.” I said as he gently nodded. He walked back into his apartment, grabbed his book bag and said a quick goodbye to his aunt. He closed the door making sure to lock it before looking back at me and connecting our hands. 

“(Y/N) what time is it by the way?” Peter asked as I quickly opened my phone, smiling at the cute picture of him kissing my cheek. 

“It is exactly 7:27. We need to hurry along because the train arrives at 7:30.” I said as I put my phone away and looked directly at him worriedly.

“It’s going to be okay. I promise you we will not miss our train or be late to school okay?” He said as he thumb caressed the back of my hand as I nodded. 

             We ran down the stairs and started running to the Subway Station as we let out a laugh once in a while as I realized how ridiculous we were. We finally reached our platform and waited as I pulled out my phone to see the time. 

“Now it is 7:29. We had one minute to spare.” I laughed as I tried to regain my breath. Peter laughed as well and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into him. I put my hand on his chest so that I could keep my balance. I closed my eyes and smiled as he leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

“Well, now we are doing this so if we had taken our time than this couldn’t have happened.” He whispered into my ear as I chuckled at his silly antics.

“Well, you aren’t wrong but I also wouldn’t be out of breath,” I said as we both erupted into giggles, earning looks from the other people who were waiting. We stayed in this position as our train came to a stop in front of us. We pulled apart but kept our hands entwined as we entered the subway trying to find a seat which came to no avail. We stood in the crowded subway with him standing behind me as he protected me from falling or from accidentally bumping into anyone else except in. I smiled at the protectiveness he had over me. 

                 Our train came to a stop as we arrived at school. I looked behind me at Peter and rolled my eyes while smiling because now we had to leave the subway and go to school. He looked down at me as he smiled at the faces I made when he realized where we were. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine and I bet that we would have stayed there for hours if it wasn’t for the doors to the Subway coming to the close. We rushed to the doors and were able to squeeze through before they closed. We both let out a breath of relief as we continued to walk up to the school. 

               We got to the front doors of the school and went into the school already dreading our decision. We went to our lockers which happened to be right next to each others. I opened my locker, as Peter stared at me smiling and discovered twelve roses in my locker. I looked for a note that was taped to the bouquet and read it:

My love for you will never end,

The scars you get I will mend.

For you are worth all my days

-Peter

“Peter, this is too sweet,” I said as I hugged him. He pulled away and kissed me with such passion. I moved my hand to the back of his neck and played with his curly hairs at the nape of his neck. We finally pulled away, “I love you, Peter Parker.” I finished as I smiled at him as I placed a quick peck on his cheek. 

“I love you, (Y/F/N),” Peter said as he went back to his locker to get the books he needed for his classes. It wasn’t long before we both heard the voice of one of our best friends. 

“Join me and we will build my new Lego Death Star,” Ned said as I laughed at how excited Peter got. 

“No way, how many pieces?” He said as his eyes got wide. I smirked as I mumbled underneath my breath, “Losers,”

Ned and Peter both looked at me menacingly as if I had just ripped their hearts out and stomped on them. “Guys, it was a joke, I was kidding.” 

“Mmhmm. Sure, you’re just jealous.” Ned said as we all let out a chuckle. 

“Alright well while you guys discuss your new Lego masterpiece to build, I’ll be making my way to chemistry,” I said as I waved a goodbye and turned around to head to class. I eventually heard my name being called by my boyfriend.

“(Y/N), wait up,” he said as I stopped and turned around, “I love you and I’ll see you at lunch okay?” He asked as I nodded. “Alright see you then babe.” He finished as he leaned down and kissed me. We both made our separate ways to head to our first classes. 

Three Hours Later

              I made my way to the lunch room and headed to Ned and Peter’s usual table at lunch. I saw them sitting down and instantly I smiled. I set my bag down and pulled out my chair across from them.

“I can’t wait to get out of this school.” I groaned. Peter and Ned looked at each other before looking back at me. 

“And why is that silly?” Peter asked. I raised my head from where it was previously leaning on my arms.

“Because I don’t want to see most of these people ever again and I definitely don’t want to see this school walls anymore,” I said as I looked intently at them both.

“Well, (Y/N), I have to say I agree with you and know exactly how you feel,” Ned said as he patted my hand. I smiled at him as I ate my lunch while I listened and engaged in the conversation between Peter and Ned. The bell soon rang when it reached 12:05, signaling for the students to get to class. I said goodbye to Peter and Ned as I made my way to another boring class. 

Two Hours Later

It was finally time to go home as I made way to my locker. I got the textbooks I needed for homework and made my way to outside. I spotted Peter and waved at me to signal that he was standing over there.

“Hey handsome,” I smiled as I got on my tippy toes to kiss him as his hand went to my arm. We pulled apart when we needed to breathe for air. “Are you busy tonight?”

“Actually I am,” Peter said as I frowned, “Ned is coming over and I’m going to help him build his new ‘Lego masterpiece.’“ I smiled as he mocked me.

“Alright, that’s okay. You haven’t hung out with him in a while.” I said as I pushed back his curly hair that had fallen in front of his eyes. We made our way to the Subway and got onto the train that would lead us to our apartment building. 

            Peter got in the same position as earlier and had a protective arm around me. I put my hand on his bicep as I held onto him while the train moved. The train approached to a stop and we slowly got off. We walked off to our apartment building while laughing at the jokes that were exchanged between us. He opened the door for me as I thanked him. We walked up the stairs to my floor since he was such a gentleman and said that something could happen to me. 

              We reached my apartment door and I turned around and leaned on the door while Peter stood in front of me. 

“Thank you for walking me up Peter,” I said as he nodded his head in response. He started leaning in until our lips met in between. His lips were warm and soft which contrasted with my chapped and cold ones. Our lips moved in sync as we lost track of time. I pulled back for air.” I love you, Peter. You should go back to your apartment because Ned will be there soon.” I whispered. He gave me a quick peck.

“You’re right. I love you too, (Y/N).” Peter said as he caressed my cheek and started to walk away. I waved him another goodbye and disappeared into my apartment. 

Peter’s Point of View

            I went back to my apartment and made sure Aunt May wasn’t there so I could put my suit in my backpack so that I could change in the alleyway like I always do. I texted Ned and told him to come over around 6:30 so that it would give me plenty of time to come back and change. He didn’t know I was Spider-Man and neither did (Y/N) and it was going to stay like that. 

Seven Years Later

(Y/N)’s Point of View

                   It was a weird sensation, having now two bands that fit perfectly on my left-hand ring finger. I moved the rings back and forth as I reminisced about the time we’ve spent together for seven years. I glanced at the time and saw that it was 6:45 and I knew Peter was going to be home. I decided to get up off the couch to make dinner for us. My bare feet reached to the cold tile in the kitchen as I got a bowl to make spaghetti for us. I filled it up with water as I placed it on the stove and waited for it to boil. 

                As I started to see more bubbles form from the water, I put in the spaghetti noodles and stirred it every once in a while. I heard the jingle of keys outside the front door to our apartment which signaled that Peter was home. A smile was made apparent on my face as I heard the door open.

“Honey I’m home!” Peter loudly said as I chuckled. I ran over to the front door and jumped into his arms. I pulled away to press my lips passionately against his. I was then set down.

“I missed you today, babe,” I stated as I put my arms around his neck and pecked him on the lips again.

“I missed you too. I wish I didn’t have to go work for a long time.” He said as he smiled looking down at me. “Now tell me what that delicious smell is.” He said as he put emphasis on delicious. I guided him into the kitchen as I went back to check on the spaghetti as he sat at the barstool. 

“That sir is spaghetti made by your wife who loves you so very much,” I said while walking over him to get a bowl but kissing him on the cheek in between. “Do you want a lot or a little tomato sauce on your spaghetti?” I asked while I put spaghetti on his plate. 

“A little please.” He said as he dragged out please. I chuckled at his dorkiness and went over to set his plate down in front of him. “Oh, this is going to be one delicious dinner!” Peter said as his eyes got bright. I went back over to the pot and got a lot of spaghetti for my self and a medium amount of tomato. 

“Do you want anything to drink babe?” I asked while I was still up and getting myself a glass of water. 

“Can you bring out that wine that your parents got us for our wedding?” Peter asked while I nodded my head. I headed to the cabinet where the wine and glasses were stored and got out the bottle he was talking about. I set down his glass and the bottle of wine in front of him while I went to get my dinner that was on the counter. 

                I sat on the barstool next to him and started to eat my dinner. Peter looked at me which made me look up and he started laughing which then made me laugh. 

“What? What is so funny, Parker?” I asked while laughing. He shook his head because he was laughing too hard.

“You have pizza sauce on your cheek.” He said as my cheeks grew red with embarrassment. I looked down at my lap away from Peter as I asked him where it was. “(Y/N), let me get it for you.” Peter grabbed his napkin and put his finger underneath my chin so that I looked at him and to hold it in place. He got close to my face as he wiped away the tomato sauce. We looked at in each other's eyes as we both leaned in. Our lips met in the middle as we ensued in a longing passionate kiss. I moved my hand from my lap to his cheek as his reached for the back of my head. We pulled apart and rested against each other's noses.

“Our dinner is getting cold,” I said as we rubbed our noses against each others. He softly nodded and smiled as he pulled away but not before he placed one last peck on my lips. We both went back into the positions we were in when we were eating. 

“(Y/N), why don’t you go get a wine glass and we will drink this bottle together,” he said as he looked at me with a graceful smile. 

“Yes, Peter about that, I have something to tell you,” I said as he looked at me which signaled for me to continue. I breathed in deeply and told him what I had been harboring over my head for the past three days, “I’m pregnant.” 

“You’re pregnant? Oh my gosh you’re pregnant!” He exclaimed as he got out of his seat and lifted me up and spun me around. He set me down as he pulled me in for a longing kiss. “I love you,” he said. 

“I love you too.” I replied, “Why don’t we go to bed because I am whipped out and I am so sure you are too.” I said as I caressed his hair back. Peter nodded his head and picked me up bridal style and carried me to our bed. “What are you doing?” I questioned as I laughed. He put me down on the bed. “Um excuse me mister but I have to get into my pajamas so if you will excuse me,” I said as I got up from the bed and entered our closet picking his “I Survived My Trip To NYC” shirt that he still hasn’t told me where he got it from. 

             When I was done changing, I went back into our bedroom to see him shirtless and wearing gray sweatpants as he checked his phone. I saw his face transform into a face of sadness mixed with anger. 

“Peter, what’s wrong?” I asked as I approached him. He looked up from his phone and sighed. He made his way to the side of the bed I was closer to and sat down. “Peter, what is it? You’re scaring me.” I said hesitantly. 

“Come here,” Peter said as I walked over to sit on his lap, “I don’t mean to scare you, love,” he says sincerely with sadness in his voice as he pushed back a piece of hair, “You remember Steve from work right?” I nodded at his question but was confused at what he had to with this problem, “Well, he wants me to go on a business trip that could last for a week or two. This business trip is very important and if we fail, it could cost us the whole company. That’s why I have to go. If I didn’t have to I would decline but I can’t.” He said sadly.

“Well, if it is that important then go but they better be paying you over time because now you have a pregnant wife to take care of mister.” I said as I smiled at him.

“What did I do to deserve you?” Peter asked.

“You know, that is a very good question that I am having trouble answering.” I giggled as I poked him in the chest.

“Oh okay, I see how it is now.” He said as he laughed at my antics. Peter and I gazed into each other’s eyes as I placed my hand on his cheek. 

“Be safe, please. Don’t do stupid stuff with your co-workers Bruce and Tony okay?” I said as I got off of his lap so that he could get packed up. He stood up and leaned down to kiss me on the cheek.

“Will do. I gotta listen to what you tell me. You’re the smart one.” He whispers as he walks out to get his briefcase. I went over to the bed and pulled down the covers so that I could climb in and get warm. Peter came in shortly afterward and kissed me on the forehead. I smiled sweetly at the adorable gesture. 

            What Peter really read on his phone was that a new villain had come into town threatening Peter only saying that he was going to kill everyone he knew unless he dies. He immediately contacted his teammates, who were the Avengers, that he needed a plan for how to not get (Y/N) hurt. The only response he had gotten was that he needed to convince everyone he had died, for good.  He opened his briefcase in his living room and stared at the Spider-Man suit Tony Stark gave him. (Y/N) didn’t know even after all these years. What she thought was that he worked in an office that directed other companies but he didn’t. He was an Avenger. 

            I saw Peter walk away from me and then went into the closet to get his clothes. After a little while later, he came out and turned off the lights. He went around to the other side of the bed and joined me. He placed his arm on my waist and his other one behind his head. His legs entwined with mine as I turned around. I looked into what I could see was his brown eye as my hand caressed his cheek.

“I’ll miss you so much, Peter. I love you so much.” I said as I brought my face into his and pressed my lips to his in a sweet kiss. He kissed me back with the same amount of passion. 

“I’ll miss you too. I love you, (Y/N),” Peter said as he brought me closer to him, changing our position. I put my hand and head on his chest as I slowly was lulled into a deep sleep by Peter tracing circles on my arm. “I am so sorry for the pain I am going to cause you in the next few days,” he whispered to me as I was asleep.

The Next Morning

              I woke up the next morning to an empty bed. I felt Peter’s side of the bed and it was very cold. I looked over at the clock and saw it was 10:30. I got up and went to the kitchen to make myself some coffee when I was greeted with thirty roses in a vase on the counter. I walked over to it and saw a note that Peter wrote before he left this morning:

Good Morning Love! I already miss you and the baby so much! I love you so very much xx

             I smiled at the kind note he had written me. I held the note close to my chest as I rubbed my stomach. I smelled the roses and went to go make my coffee. I felt a burning sensation in the bottom of my stomach. I winced at how much it hurt. I didn’t know what was happening so I decided to call my doctor’s office to schedule an appointment today. I was very paranoid when I felt something off in my body and I usually had Peter to give me an explanation but he wasn’t here so there was no one to do that. It seemed sensible to go to the doctors. I then decided to go ahead and get dressed for the day. 

            When I came out of the bathroom, I got a text message from my doctor's office that my appointment was at 11:30. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 11:00 and I always liked to be there early so I decided to leave then. 

            After some serious road rage, I eventually made it to the doctor’s office and checked in. After waiting for five minutes, I was called back into the examining room and told the doctor the problems I was having. 

            The doctor told me the results and what the problem was. I had miscarried. It was so sudden but that was what happened. A miscarriage. I was frozen. There was no emotion. I was still. I thanked the doctor for seeing me and then left. 

            I drove back home and stayed sitting in my car just looking out the windshield. I eventually went up the stairs to our apartment and opened the door. I sat on the couch and turned on the news. I was so shocked with the news that I didn’t know how to react. I was paralyzed. I turned the TV on to the news channel and saw that there was a huge car accident that happened on I-95. The same highway Peter had to drive on. I listened to the news anchor to see who was killed. They never said who got killed and I thought nothing of it until I got a call from an unknown number. 

“Hello?” I said as I answered the phone. I waited to hear a response.

“Hello. Is this (Y/N) Parker?” The woman on the other side of the phone asked.

“This is she. Can I ask who you are and how you got my number?” I asked hesitantly.

“Yes, hello ma'am my name is Edna Washington and I am a nurse at Johns Hopkins Hospital. I am here to tell you that your husband, Peter Parker, has passed away this morning.” Edna said in a monotone voice. I was in shock. I didn’t know how he died. 

“How did he die?” I asked on the verge of tears. I tried my best to not cry while I was on the phone.

“He was involved in a major accident on I-95. I am sorry for your loss.” Edna said as she hung up. I fell to the floor and broke down into loud violent sobs.

“No! Not him too! I lost both my babies!” I screamed at nothing. I was broken. I lost the two most important people in my life. The two people I loved the most. I didn’t know what I would do with my life. There was no meaning if the people I loved the most weren’t with me. I went into our-- my bedroom. I pulled back the covers and got into the bed. I grabbed his pillow and smushed it against my body as I smelled his scent that was still on the pillow. I cried and cried all night, thinking of what having a family would have been like that because all chances of that happening were non-existent. 

             I slept for days, wishing that this was a huge nightmare that I will wake up from it and see my husband and child. I didn’t get out of bed for weeks. I just stayed there longing to caress Peter’s face. Ned visited me and tried to make me smile. It didn’t work.

“Come on (Y/N), let’s go have lunch and catch up! I haven’t seen you in awhile and I think it would be good for us to catch up,” Ned said as he tried to get me out of my apartment. 

“Hi, Ned, remember me? (Y/N), yeah, well, my husband died. What’s new with you?” I said sarcastically as Ned had a frown on his face, “It isn’t like we broke up Ned. He is dead. He isn’t coming back.” I said as I cried.

“(Y/N), you know you aren’t the only one that misses him right? I miss him too. I have to wake up every morning and I have to do my job and provide for myself and my family.” Ned said. I started crying even harder. He was right. I should try because Ned cared so hard to try to help me. I sat up on my bed and looked at him.

“You’re right and I’m sorry,” I looked down and then back up at him again,”I just miss him so much,” I cried. Tears were flowing and I couldn’t stop them. Ned sat down on the bed and gave me a hug. I never knew how much I needed a hug until Ned hugged me, “Thank you, Ned, for being here for me and I will try to continue to go on.” I said. I then sat back in bed.

“Anytime, (Y/N), you’re my best friend too,” Ned said as he stood up from the bed. “I have to go back home, Gwen says that the kids are acting up,” Ned said as he read the message off his phone. I smiled at one of my best friends life that he had built for himself. He was married to a kind lady that treated him right and with her, he had three kids, Jacob, Tom, and Harrison. I hugged him goodbye one last time as he showed himself the way out. 

             I got up from the bed and went to the closet to get dressed. I needed to go shopping. I exited the closet and looked at the picture on my side of the bed. It was a picture I had taken of Peter when we were on our honeymoon. He was eating Chinese food and looked so handsome like he always did. He had a picture of me on his side of the bed as well. I glanced at his photo before I left.

“I’m doing this for you. I love you.” I said to the picture as if he was really there but little did I know was that he called Tony to install security cameras so he could watch me and keep me safe. Peter watched the screen and placed his hand over where she just was in their bedroom. 

“Thank you, Ned,” Peter whispered as tears dropped from his eyes. 

One Year Later

           The past year had been a struggle without Peter. I found myself doing things that took more than one person to do. I was constantly reminded of him everywhere. A couple days ago, I had found a home video that he and I made for our wedding and then continued it when we went to Berlin as apart of our Honeymoon. I watched the video as I smiled at the silliness he caused. I continued watching as I watched the next part and he said:

“I should probably go to bed but I really don’t want to.”

           I laughed and smiled as I realized that this was the night before our wedding. I started to cry as I continued to watch his face continue to light up as he talked about how much he loved me. I grabbed the tissue box that was placed on the coffee table.

“I love you too,” I said in response to a part of the video when he said that he wanted everyone in the world to know he loved me. I looked at the clock and realized that it was 11:13 and that I should probably go to bed. I turned off the TV and went into my bedroom to change into pajamas that were once his clothes. I did my night time routine which ended with me kissing his picture on the side of my bed and wished him good luck. 

         Back at where Peter had been staying in hiding for the past year, he received the news that the villain had been taking care of by the Avenger. Tony told him if he wanted he could go back to the life he had but the only difference was that he would need to tell (Y/N) the truth, that he was Spider-Man. He decided against it. He wouldn’t go back because if (Y/N) knew the truth, he would never be able to leave her alone in their apartment by herself. 

The Next Morning

           I woke up to the smell of smoke coming from a fire. I immediately jumped out of bed and put on my shoes. I tried to put everything into a bag so that I wouldn’t lose everything I had left of Peter. Once I was sure that I had gotten everything, I went to the front door of my apartment and touched the doorknob and instantly retracted my hand. The doorknob was hot. I placed my hand on the door and it was scorching. I started to panic because there was no way out because I lived on the fourth floor. I went to the window in my bedroom and tried to gain the attention of the people who watched from the streets. I started to feel extremely hot as I looked behind me. The fire had made its way into my bedroom. I had no exit. 

“This is how I die,” I thought as I stayed close to the window. I prepared for the feeling of hot fire on me burning everything I had away but instead felt the cool wind. I opened my eyes and realized that I was in the air away from the fire. I looked up and saw the Spider-Man holding me and webbing me away from the fire to safety. I ended up passing out. 

         I woke up to a cement ceiling as I felt the comfort of a bed underneath me. I tried to sit up but it came to no avail.

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t sit up quite just yet. You still need to get the oxygen you lost in that fire.” I wondered who the person that was speaking. I turned my head and came face to face with a Spider-Man mask. 

“You’re Spider-Man,” I said as he nodded his head. Emotions of anger and sadness came through as I cried, “why did you save me? You should have just left me to die!” I yelled at him. 

“What are you talking about? I couldn’t have just left you to die.” he started to say underneath his mask. Under his mask, Peter was so disappointed in himself and the affects his ‘death’ had on you.

“If it wasn’t for you, I would be with my husband right now!” I said as I laid back down on the bed and turned my back towards the Spider-Man. I stayed silent for a little while before a realization came to me, where was my bag? I tried to get up put Spider-Man just pushed me back.

“You need to stay in bed. You still aren’t the same as you were.” he tried to reason but I was just in so much panic that I lost all of my memories of him.

“Did you get my bag?” I asked him, hoping he would say yes. I saw him stand up from the spot he was sitting and reached down to receive a backpack.

“Is this the bag?” he asked as I vigorously nodded my head. I reached into the bag and pulled out the photo I had beside my bed. I held it against my chest. 

“Thank you for getting my bag as well,” I said to him as I looked at him. He shook his head as a ‘you’re welcome.’ “Where am I? If you don’t mind me asking.” I had asked him.

“You’re in the Avengers building in upstate New York. I took you here because you had a pretty bad concussion.” Spider-Man said. I shook my head in understanding. I noticed something similar about Spider-Man but couldn’t put my finger on it. “Also, if you need anything, anything at all, you’re welcome to use it and to ask me for anything.” He finished as he pushed back a strand of hair back. I blushed. What was I doing? Was I growing feelings for Spider-Man? I can’t. (Y/N), you are loyal to Peter only!

“Thank you for taking care of me. I appreciate it.” I said as Spider-Man stood up and turned around walking towards the door, “Wait, what’s you’re name? I don’t want to keep calling you Spider-Man.” I asked as I waited for him to answer.

“Pet-Phillip, It’s Phillip. What’s yours?” Phillip asked me as I thought about what he said before replying with Phillip.

“It’s (Y/N),” I said as Phillip shook his head in acknowledgment. 

“That’s a really beautiful name, (Y/N),” Phillip said as I blushed and looked at my lap. “I’ll come back and check on you. I promise,” he said as I shook my head. 

Two Weeks Later

          Over the period of the two weeks, I had started to feel conflicted with my emotions. I started to feel something for Phillip. He took care of me every day and made me laugh. I wanted to tell him but I didn’t know how. Also, after all this time I had still never seen his face.

           Phillips came into my room and sat in the same chair he always did and told me that today that he had to leave for a dangerous mission.

“(Y/N), I have been called to set off on a dangerous mission and I have to tell you that I might not make it back,” Phillip said as he had a tone of sadness.

“You’ll make it back. Promise me. Don’t be stupid.” I said as I grabbed his clothed hand. “I’ll see you when you get back.” I started to cry as I might lose another loved one. He glided his thumb across my cheek, wiping my tears away.

“I won’t, I promise you,” Phillip said as he squeezed my hand and left. I was conflicted and was deciding whether or not I told him. I was sobbing even harder because if I didn’t say it now, then I never will. I pulled the blankets off of me and started running to where Phillips was going while tears streamed down my face. I saw Phillip all the way down the hall that lead to where the quinjet was. 

“Phillip!” I yelled as I gained his attention. I ran into his arms as he embraced me tightly. I pulled back to tell him what I had been feeling over the past weeks, “Phillip, I want you to know that I love you,” I said as I looked into his eyes,” but I don’t think I could after my husband. I can’t lose more people that I love in my life.” I said as I put my hands on his masked face. 

“(Y/N), it’s a good thing that you don’t have to look for your husband any longer because he’s here,” Phillip said as I started frantically looking around for him.

“Where?” I said as I pulled away from him. He put a finger my chin and made me look at him.

“Right here,” Phillip whispered as he pulled up his mask revealing that it had been Peter all along. I gasped at who was underneath the mask.

“Peter?” I asked as I moved my fingers across his cheek and caressed his cheek.

“Yes, (Y/N), it’s me, Peter,” He said before he pressed your lips against his in a too long of an awaited kiss. 

“I can’t believe it’s you! You’re Spider-Man! Peter, I missed you so much. Why did they say that you died?” I said as I placed my hand on his chest.

“A villain threatened to kill everyone I ever loved if I didn’t die. So I faked my death without anyone I knew personally knowing I was still alive. The villain had been taken care of so I decided to come home but then the fire happened and I had to save you. I don’t care if you know I’m Spider-Man. I’m here with you now. I love you.” He said as he put his at the back of my head and brought my lips closer to his. We kissed passionately as our lips moved in sync with each other.I moved my hand to the back of his neck and played with the hairs at the end. He was still just as handsome as the last time I saw him. We were interrupted by an “Excuse me,” that came from the person behind us.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Parker but your husband and I need to go on a mission.” Steve Rogers, who was Captain America, said. I pulled away from Peter and looked at Steve.

“Apologies Captain,” I said as Steve shook his head in forgiveness. I leaned into Peter’s ear and whispered, “Is this Steve from work?” I asked as I softly chuckled. Peter laughed as he nodded in agreement. I pulled away from his ear and kissed him on the lips one last time before he left, “I love you. Stay safe.” I said as I caressed his cheek.

“I love you too. I’ll be coming home to you and maybe we could have a catching up night,” Peter said as he twitched his eyebrows. I laughed at his silliness and brought my head against his chest.

“I love you so much,” I said as I laughed. I pulled my head back, “You should go before Spangles gets a rash.” I say as we erupt into laughter.

“As you wish. Goodbye for now (Y/N).” Peter said as he started to walk away.

“I don’t like goodbyes, how about see you soon, love,” I said as I let go of his hand.

“See you soon, love,” Peter said as he gave me one last peck on the lips before he left for his mission.