Show me the world, spider man. Pt.1
pairings: Fem!reader x spider man/ peter parker
genre: angst x romance x some steamy moments (in pt2)
Ê·á”Êłâżâ±âżá”Ëą : Self-harm, abusive parents, reader has dark hair, poc friendly, mention of cuts, crying
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proof read! kinda
summary:
Y/n and her parents didn't exactly have to best relationship. They've always had her in an exhausting academic chokehold. She would never be excused to leave the house for anything other than school work and that was on a good night, the rest of the nights she'd have to be locked up in her room studying her ass off for just a test, or a pop quiz they were going to have the next day. The A's and high B's she was scoring weren't even enough to satisfy her parents need for a straight A, prim and proper daughter and this made y/n think dark dangerous thoughts of herself. One day, y/n's had enough of bottling these pent up emotions to herself which only dragged her down into a spiralling pit of depression, so she decides to confine in her one true friend, Peter Parker. Peter takes worry with y/n's condition and decides to swoop in as Spider-man to give her a night out she so very deserves. Except for the fact that.... she doesn't know Peters the one and only spider-man.
It was another one of those nights. The nights where her door would be wide open just so that her parents could spy on her mindlessly studying for the 100th time this week. Never mind 'those nights' it was every night that was like this. The constant pressure to study and do well in school was constantly eating y/n up like an exhausted paper shredder.
This time however, was a much darker night than she'd like to admit. The day had already gone sour for her right from the moment she woke up. The sounds of her parents arguing emitting from the thin poorly built door of her room starting her day off with a miserable note, the way she would look at 'prettier' girls pass by her in the school corriders and wonder why she couldnt have those beautiful golden locks that bounced on the head of them that she'd admire. Or the fact that she very much wasn't like other girls, as cheesy as that may sound. She quite literally didn't have a life other than studying and being the high acheiving daughter her parents always wanted her to be.
This made a pit of jealousy form in her stomach which was only growing by the second. Why couldn't she live her life like a normal teen girl. Why couldn't she be the one confident in her looks making other people whip their heads to see the beauty that lied within her. Why couldn't she just be loved properly. Those were the nagging thoughts that crossed her mind on a darker night like this. The nights where she would fumble around and try to find the old rusted blade of a sharpener she had to de-construct to finally give herself the pain she deserved. She took a deep breath whilst a silent tear wept down her cheek and took the first cut to start the night off with a gruesome opening.
The day was young, fresh and smelt of.... blueberry muffins? Y/n could smell it a mile away coming from the kitchen of her parents apartment. That was the perfect note to finally start the day off with after the past couple of days being miserable. Her wrists ached as she just remembered the endeavours of last night. She felt guilty for inputting this pain to herself, but she knew that later on in the week she would know her worth and know she deserved it. With that, she sucked in the sharp pain and quickly found a long sleeve shirt to wear. It was winter in New York anyway, so who would notice?
Y/n lept out of the room in a rush to taste the delicious blueberry muffins which filled up her senses, only to be greeted with her sister and mom already sharing them whilst crumbs recklessly fell from their mouths as chatter erupted. She did have a sense that her mom always favoured her sister but brushed it off, because its just muffins anyway right... right?
"Ahhh! Y/n my baby youre finally up! Had a good sleep after working your little brain last night?" Her mom said with surprise as if y/n had never woken up this early before.
"yea mom, just a little exhausted. Maybe if i could get a br-" Before y/n could finish her plea of wanting a break for once, her mom cut her right off
"ah ah ah! no no no, finals are coming up and i need to see perfect A's on that little report card of yours. So no breaks until then. Understood sweet pea?" Ah yes, the good ol' nickname to sweeten things up. Y/n always hated that.
''Yea sure whatever you want mom. Anyway could i get a muffin before i leave? They smelled so good from my room and i thou-"
"Sorry hunny... i thought you didn't like muffins! The rest are for aunt May. I was just talking to her the other day, and she mentioned something about muffins- oh thats not the point! did you know Peter, her nephew, got an A plus in physics?-" Before her mom could continue another rant on how someone was always going to be better than her, she decided to tune it out with the thought of seeing Peter today. 'Finally' she thought, she got to see one sane person in her life.
"Okay mom its cool whatever, ill pass them to Peter today at school."
"Uhm- no you wont." Y/n's sister interupted with sas
"Hm? come again?" Y/n said in disbelief
"Sorry sweet pea, your sister wanted to pass them to Peter personally today. Maybe another time for you y/n?" Her mom so gracefully spat out
"Yea... sorry but, i dont think Peter would want to except them from a second choice anyway" Oh the audacity her sister had.
"Ok- whatever, im done for today." Y/n sighed out before rudely exiting the front door and slamming it shut.
She knew the conseqeunces of those actions, but she just didnt care anymore. Nobody in that household knew how much she meant to Peter and how much he meant to her. They practically live within eachother, meaning no secrets were hidden, no matter how private or... embarassing they may be. But no, her poor miserable sister just had to have some sort of stupid teen crush on the poor boy who probably has no taste for her.
time skip to school
"P-parker... you w-WHAT?! You really think my sister- sorry the devil is attractive?!" were the shocked words she threw at him as he playfully grinned at her
"Hey! im sorry that i find her the tiniest bit attractive, but that doesn't mean i like her, c'mon now y/n" Peter defended whilst taking a dangerously attractive bite out of that slice of toast
"Yea whatever." Y/n scoffed whilst avoiding his piercing gaze
"Hey, dont be like that. If it makes you feel better, i still think that you're like the coolest person here and i swear by that."
"Okay sure."
"Y/n...."
"What"
"You're still mad."
"Okay and?"
And with those words Peter decided to pull her away. She didn't know where yet. But she was just glad it was away from the noise the cafeteria painfully inplanted in her ears.
"Peter careful! you're practically ripping my arm off!" Y/n said whilst mentally hissing at the grip he had on her fresh cuts.
"Yea yea just a second, we're almost there"
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It had been around 10 minutes or so of Peter and Y/n just casually 'people watching' from the fire escape above the school building. The sight was refreshing and gave y/n a glimmer of hope that her life may end up being like the rich business lady she saw walking down the street, or the cool skateboarder chick who seemed to not have a single care in the world. Just anybody but her seemed to be better right now.
"So... what exactly would be the problem if i had a huge fat thicc crush on your sister?" Peter conversed to break the ice
"Oh the problem would be you ending up with a broken heart and a bruised face is all." Y/n said exasperatedly
"Okay i get the broken heart bit, but bruised face? Damn, i didn't know your sister was a kick boxer"
"No, I would be the one providing those lovely bruises on your face." Y/n said with a tight twisted smile before dropping it completely
"That wouldn't be too bad" Peter barely mumbled before clearing his throat
There it was again. That growing pit of jealousy began to open up again, as she watched a group of girls seemingly her age pass by with beautiful hair and care free gestures signalling they had freedom right in front of them to use whenever. This finally made the pit in her stomach explode. Why couldn't she be allowed a single droplet of freedom, like a lost tiger in a desert desperately thirsty for anything other than the dryness of sand.
"H-hey peter-"
"yea?"
"I just wanted to tell you.. Things haven't been so good at home lately." Y/n struggled to say whilst gripping her clothed left arm forgetting the sting that stayed.
"Why? What happened? You know you can tell me anything, stupid." Peter said whilst trying to make light of the situation, clearly worried
"I-its just my parents and sister thats all...... Well fine, its not just that. Its so much more actu-actually." Y/n sniffled before an eruption of silent droplets let out from her eyes.
"Hey hey hey, Y/n.... Its okay, im here for you now! You can always trust me. You dont have to worry." Peter comforted before wrapping his lean arms around her warmly
"I-i know. You're l-like th-the only person i would ever t-truly trust here. Y-you dont know how much you've helped me Peter." Y/n was sobbing at this point, trying to keep composture around her best friend.
The tears that left her puffy eyes were an endless stream like the water that would run from a drippy tap no matter how hard you tried to twist it shut. Peter felt a wash of pityness and hurt come over him as the sleeves of his shirt continued to dampen. It felt as if he could feel her pain right there and then, and that he had to do something about it.
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TIME SKIP TO AFTER SCHOOL
Peter sat mindlessly on the edge of his bed, both hands planted beside his torso while his mind ran circles.
"What should i do?"
"How do i make this better for her"
"Should i intefere?"
"I wonder what she's up to now"
were the thoughts that popped up in the sea of Parker's mind. The constant worrying ache to know if she was okay or not, or if she was getting yelled at by her mom or dad again. The thought of it made peters ears turn red with anger at how irresponsible and abusive her parents were.
*Ding!*
There it was. Finally after a good hour of staring blankly at nothing, a good idea popped into his head like the sound of someone earning an acheivement in the thoughest video game. Peter decided on something risky to try and make Y/n feel just a little better.
He was going to show her New York at its peak as........ Spider Man.
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DONT WORRY PART 2 WILL COME OUT SOON FOR THOSE WHO WANT IT!!!! sorry i havent been writing lately, this whole ass draft took me weeks to compile and gain motivation to write, so i hope you guys like it! This is my first spiderman fic and ngl i'm still getting the hang of the mcu so bare with me lol
Okay i literally have school tmr and its 12:30 AM good ngiht.












