❝ As you wish, My lady. ❞

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(Y/N) (L/N)

I CONVINCED PETER THAT I SHOULD JUST WAIT FOR HIM IN ONE AREA NEARBY. And I got to say, Mr. Delmar's sandwiches really are the best.

He left me in some random coffee shop, not far from where he was going to scout. And I have to give credit to myself for not throwing up.

Here I was at the outside tables reading a newspaper with my (F/D).

2 and half hours have passed, Spider-Man should be here to fetch me any minute now.

But dang, Spider-Man coming here to get me. That's a fangirl dream right there.

There were lots of girls in our school talking about Spider-Man like he was some hot guy under the mask. It's the kind of talk that always occurs when changing for PE. I learned that basically woman just set their bar low.

Yeah, but for some reason hot girls are dating the ugliest guys in school; And to add up, they're hideous and have asshole personalities. Give an ugly guy a chance and they think they own the world.

Going back, Peter is literally building a fangirl base without him even noticing it and it's hilarious. How fucked up everyone will be when they found out Peter is the man under Spider-Man's mask.

"Hey there, Ms."

God, I hate men.

I directed my eyes to where the voice was heard. A man probably my age but from another school spoke with a face that was screaming 'PERVERT'. I have observed that two of his friends were behind smirking like they were up to something.

"Don't talk to me, you're ugly," I said sternly while I sip boredly on my drink.

The man scoffs as he puts back his phone in his pocket actually looking hurt with my comment. And I'm not one to lie.

"Awe, come on. Won't you give this ugly guy a chance?" He pleaded coming closer to my table.

"I don't like dudes that dress like Fortnite players get away from me," I responded inspecting his poor attire.

"Sheesh. Aren't you hard to get?" He places a hand on my shoulder and started rubbing it seductively which sent shivers to me because that's just disgusting like what if he scratched his crotch or something with the same hand?

"What about we take this somewhere in a nearby bar. We could work something out... Maybe in bed—"

I slapped his hand away and glared at the guy. He makes me want to spit my guts out.

"Oh, you're a feisty one."

Man, he speaks like a cliché pervert in movies. But as always I need to calm myself down. I shouldn't be fighting with pity things like these.

"Oh, what's wrong? Come on now little lady don't be shy you could show us your moves under the sheets." He wasn't giving up despite me having any interest in his motives. It was starting to piss him off.

"Stop playing hard to get and come with us!" He suddenly pulled my arm forcefully and made me stood from my seat.

There were people around, they just stared. No one dared to help and confront this man.

What a world we live in.

"I said let me go. You smell like shit and your breath smells like the sewers! Go brush your teeth or something." I complained as I finally grab my glass cup and hit his head making it shatter to pieces.

"AGH!" He groaned instantly letting go of my arm as blood started running down his forehead. He was shocked and his friends from behind were too. I smiled, I can't remember the last time I fought some perverts.

Time to dance baby.

"Why you little..." The previous man dashed to me while I gave a turning long kick the exact moment his head flung out for aim.

His other buddy was bursting in fury and decided to join, he landed a failed punch to my stomach as I jumped on the table. I hit his face and it immediately made him unconscious as I felt his nose crack on my kneecaps.

Natasha's combat session with me are finally paying off!

Before his other friend approached me with the intention of strangling me a presence of a familiar man came into the scene.

"HEY DON'T TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND!" Spider-Man screams as he did a web kick to the man, knocking him out from the momentum.

"Holy shit you fight good!—I mean, you alright, (Y/—I mean Ms?" He asked me in his Spider-Man persona while people watched in disbelief.

I giggled awkwardly. "I just beat up 2 guys for you where the hell have you been?" I sarcastically remarked while he scratched his head in shame.

"Nah, I'm totally kidding. Now get me the hell out of here, Spider-Man."

"As you wish, My lady." He bowed in grace.

He carried me bridal style again and took me to a high place where people won't see our special interaction.

"Didn't know I was your girlfriend, Peter," I mentioned once he puts me back down to the surface.

Peter's lens blinked a few times as his body language into someone getting flustered poured out. "Y-Yeah! About that! I meant like a 'girl friend' not a 'girlfriend'! Since w-we are friends after all haha! Totally it was just a misunderstanding!" He panics.

I just chuckled in his response while I walked towards the edge of the building as I looked down from the building. The sun was setting down.

"What's wrong?" Peter questioned with a worried tone as he grabs my shoulder. He removed his mask as he gazes out into the rays of the sun.

"Nothing. It's just... I don't get the hero complex. You save people who do bad. Why would you risk your life for someone who doesn't even know you? I mean, I wouldn't do that."

"What is your intention, Peter? Is there a reward for why you do this hero thing?"

"What? Of course not. I mean, rewards are just the sidelines but it's not why I do what I do."

"Then why? This amount of pressure as a teenager. You could have powers and not give a damn about the city." I chuckled.

Peter remained silent and stared at me with a soft look on his face. He bit his lip and puts on his mask.

"I imagine myself in their perspective... I know the feeling of being helpless, the feeling of wishing someone was there to save them; And then I imagine the people around them that knows them... I know what it feels like to lose somebody."

Peter's point was simple yet so shallow. The time when the guys attacked me in the coffee shop, I knew I could beat them up but I was scared and also wished for someone to save me.

Maybe that's why Tony never took me seriously of me being part of the Avengers. I was lacking compassion. If you compare me to Peter, he's selfless, strong, and fearless; Now I get why Dad adored him.

When Peter realized he had set the mood down, he spoke. "Anyways a lady just gave me some churros... You wanna eat it with me before we go back home?"

I nodded.

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"Why would I tell him about the churro," Peter said to himself as he ended the voice mail he sent to Happy while I laughed. I did hear a couple of things from Happy that this 'Peter boy' wouldn't stop texting him.

I haven't heard of Happy for like weeks now, I guess he was busy with us moving out and stuff.

Annoying Happy was also one of my specialties.

"You know, I still can't believe someone besides Mr. Stark knows about my identity. And the fact that you're a girl makes it better." Peter takes another bite as he sat down on the edges of the railings.

I raised my brow in suspicion of what he just said.

"I-It's not anything like that! Well, you know, since we're friends and all. We get to hang out and stuff."

We decided to hang out on an emergency staircase as we watched the sky.

"So, fighting crimes and helping people is one of your Spider Errands?"

"Spider Errand?" He repeated as he chewed on his churros.

"With you going around and stuff," I explained as I finished mine and clasping my hands together to lean on the metal fence

"Yeah... Spider Errand. I like that." He replied with a grin.

"Don't you have like a crush on... Camille?" I questioned while he almost dropped his snack.

"W-Well, I-I mean I'm not gonna deny or anything but you could say that..." He admitted.

"Wouldn't it be better if I were like her again? Like all bubbly, happy, and kind?" The image I created for Camille was much more closer to this hero thing.

"What? No. I prefer this 'new' you, you know? I like you more."

"Oh, so you're crushing on the new me, is that it, Parker?" I teased eyeing him in an enticing way.

"N-No! Of c-course not--B-But I'm not saying you're uncrushable!--'Uncrushable' is that even a word..?" Peter whispered the last part to himself.

Suddenly I found myself looking at the bank below with skeptical people wearing masks. I know damn well they're going to rob for money.

"Heads up, Peter." I tapped to him pointing in the direction of the thieves.

"Finally something good..." He muttered to himself as he pulls down his mask down.

Peter grabbed my waist which made me jumped my body a bit in surprise. He attaches his web to a railing before jumping down slowly and carefully keeping his eyes on me.

I suddenly felt a warm feeling on Peter's chest, his heart was beating fast and his mind was at ease yet it held such strong emotions; What was it?. My empathy powers recognized it and he was at peace. How could he be at peace with someone like me?

"You're so..." Peter was about to say something as we reached the surface. He hasn't let go of my waist. He seems to be in a daze because of me.

"Spider-Boy. The robbers." I reminded snapping him back to reality as I slowly detached his palms from my body.

He shook his head. "R-Right! You sure you're good on your own?"

"Yeah, don't worry about me," I reassured as he waves goodbye and swung towards the bad guys.

He wasn't able to finish his sentence. I was what?

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Fun Fact: Peter sometimes makes (Y/N) mad on purpose. He finds it cute.

A/N: i need to make my chapters shorter wtf why is it so long. writing is not that easy but grammarly can help.

anyways since (y/n) and peter are friends and he's starting to develop feelings i will make my fun facts now about mostly with peter and (y/n)

QOTD: What is your favorite Marvel movie?

it's shrek