❝ I-I'm sorry I swear it was the train. ❞

✧ CAUGHT IN WEBS ✧

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'SHOOT. THERE SHE IS... OKAY DON'T LOOK EXCITED ABOUT IT.'

Peter watches her frame become bigger from the corner of his eye.

"Hey Peter! You seem thrilled... Is there any reason behind it in particular?" (Y/N) teased once she saw Peter's expression's stirred to nothing but eagerness. He seems happy for her to come by to his home.

Acting like a head-over-heels teenager was making (Y/N) want to puke but she did what she has to do.

He cleared his Spider-Man schedule today just to be with her.

"Oh, um... Yes, of course—Well, no! I mean yeah I'm happy but like not too happy?" Peter ended his sentence in a questioning kind of way. He too was unsure of what he was feeling, but he knew he was delighted to have someone like her.

He literally practiced something he had to say in front of her with Ned back at lunchtime. But in this case, he can't even form a normal sentence.

"You're so silly, so come on... So, where are you from Peter?"

"Queens. It's a few blocks uptown, but we could take the subway or bus if you want."

'Subway?' (Y/N)'s ears perked up. She has never been on a train before.

"Subway?!—I mean, the subway would be nice." She cleared her throat once she showed amusement in the vehicle, for she doesn't want to raise some sort of strange behavior from her.

Peter didn't expect that kind of reaction from a girl like her but it was enough to show off his charming smile. It was unusual for someone to be pleased taking the nasty New York train, but he quickly brushed off the thought and just thought she was cute.

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(Y/N) (L/N)

We entered a staircase down where the subway was located. All the strangers that exited had frowned, they all seem sad.

Ever since I got out I've been observing lots of things, even the small stuff. Like the pigeons, the trashcans, and every shop I would pass by. I studied the citizens of New York; They have nothing but simple lives. It's crazy that every individual has their own life to live and a story to tell.

Most mission that Dad gave was just a one time thing. They'd be done in a single day.

As I followed behind Peter, he suddenly launches himself into some sort of machine that divides into four areas. He taps on the sides before entering.

I stopped in my tracks. I got fascinated by it for some dumb reason. I literally live with Tony Stark why is this so interesting to me.

"Camille...? Camille..?—Camille!"

'Oh, shit that's my name, I forgot.'

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Uhm, come on?" Peter squinted his eyes confused by my action.

"I don't have the card thing." I came back to my sense after realizing that my mind was escaping my body or something.

"The keycard?—I mean, you could always enter here." Peter approaches a metal bar gate that says 'EMPLOYEES ONLY'.

"Wait, aren't we going to pay?" I questioned, panicking a bit as I kept an eye on one of the train masters nearby.

"Pay? This is New York." Peter stated while also monitoring the guy nearby, making sure that we won't get caught. He pulled me towards him and we successfully accomplished the small illegal task that we ended up laughing about.

"Why did you use your keycard when you can whoop yourself in the gate?"

"I only use it for urgent stuff like today." He explained.

"I don't mean this in a bad way, but is this your first time using the subway? You're like distracted by everything." Peter articulated, scratching his cheek.

I felt embarrassed by it, but I decided to just say the truth this time. "Y-Yeah, actually my Dad doesn't let me."

I shared a part of myself without lying. The thing about the comics and this one wasn't made up. I think if I were to be just myself around him, we'd still be good friends. I don't want to be masked by this nice and bubbly persona. I just wanna be me.

I don't even like the friends I made in school. I wanna hang out with him and Ned.

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The train creaks as it came to rest to the exact spot where the doors in front of us were designated to. And the new problem was that this was too crowded than I expected it to be.

To our luck, we managed to squeeze inside and go to the opposite direction since that is where the doors will soon open.

"Don't worry, it's only like 3 stations away," Peter reassured with a smile.

'Man, he's adorable—Wait no—Frick, I meant—I hate my head.'

"So, what do you think of the ride?" He babbled with a grin. "Smells like feet and dead rats," I replied, scrunching my nose, not really the kind of smell I'd expect it to have.

"Well, welcome to subway express."

I stumbled a bit when the train began to move since I wasn't prepared. Thankfully, Peter catches me almost immediately when I twisted my foot. 'Must be his spider instincts or something'.

"Y-You okay?" He asked as his palms maintained to press firmly on my shoulder. That was enough to send shivers. I nodded in response.

Once again we stopped at another station and more people plunge themselves into the pile inside, resulting in both of us being squeezed together by the window.

Of course, Peter being the angel he was, he didn't allow me to be crushed by the strangers that surrounded us. He pinned me instead.

More people compressed as Peter rested a hand on the glass, using all of his strength to refrain himself from making contact with my skin or any body part. 'He's such gentleman...' I couldn't help but be awed by it, I feel so appreciated.

Stark has always thought me to stay away from men and even thought me how to defend myself with the help of "Happy's Boxing Adventure", as they would call it when I was young, but this boy right here; He fell from heaven.

I don't know why he doesn't have a girlfriend, he's underrated.

"Y-You good, Camille?"

Would've been better if it were my real name.

"Y-Yeah, what about you?" I replied awkwardly as I flattened my back behind me.

"I'm fine—Woah!"

The vehicle moved harshly. The train did us dirty this time.

My whole head was against Peter's chest since he stands taller than me in this situation since I almost lost my balance. I could feel his heartbeat increase its pace, it was loud; I couldn't tell if it was just a natural, normal occurrence once he got his powers or was it just him cause it was really banging.

I felt his torso expand as he breathes out, pushing himself away from me in a frightened manner. "I-I'm sorry I swear it was the train." He stuttered with flushed cheeks.

It's weird that the more I get to know him, the less I think he was Spider-Man because who would've even had the slightest suspicion to a cinnamon roll like him.

But for a nerd, though, he does have some... 'Well-defined features' if you know what I'm sayen. Tehee—Wait, no. We must be loyal to our Lord Steve.'

"Two last stops and we're off haha..." He chuckles awkwardly, trying to maintain his composure.

The train stops no one came off which was frustrating. Thank God, everybody seems to be minding their own business right now cause I really feel my awkwardness kicking in.

Peter was much closer this time. His forehead nears itself on the window as he looked down. "Sorry, my hands are kinda getting numb." He mutters slowly as he struggled to refrain himself from crushing me.

His warm breath passed my skin as those words came out of his mouth like some kind of way to tempt me, even though it was far from that.

'What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this?' Cue Disturbia music.

I couldn't help but quiver as my response to what he just did because damn that was segsy.

I'm starting to feel my body temperature go up in this skittish situation.

"Ms. Stark, your temperature seems to be rising than normal. Would you like me to do a whole-body scan to check for physical or mental illnesses?" Maria spoke as I continue to stare at Peter with his biography showing on the sides.

"I-I'm good, haha!" I suddenly blurted out.

"Did you say something?" Peter raised his head instantly once he heard my voice.

'He's so close... at least I know he ate mint before hanging out with me.'

We were only a few inches apart with our nose barely touching tips.

With this rare circumstance, I took the chance to examine his face. Nice thin eyebrows, cute boopable nose, and fine rose-colored lips. I could see his clouded freckles and the details of his pupils... I don't know if I genuinely think he's attractive or maybe the fact I haven't touched a boy my entire life.

But wow, he is a handsome man.

There were no words for the passing seconds. We just continued to gaze at each other as we admired one another's uniqueness. But me compared to him, he was from heaven.

'Shit. Not me having a crush on some nerd. There is no way I am into my target.'

"Uhm... I think this is our stop, Peter..." I giggled uncomfortably.

"R-Right! Sorry about that..." He jolted upright as he pulled down the ends of his shirt with a gulp.

Almost everyone got out of the ride, so we had no difficulty taking off the transportation.

Peter was shunning his face away once he felt his cheeks starting to warm up. He's so gullible. I bet any girl could make him go dizzy.

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Fun Fact: Peter thinks that the butterflies in his stomach were part of his Spider-Man powers when it clearly wasn't.

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