Summary: Soulmates share physical perturbations with each other. From the sensation of pain to complete bliss.  

A/N: This is a spinoff from my friend's piece "Intertwined" on Tumblr (delicatetony). They did StarkQuill, so here I am with some Parker.

Soulmates were always such an abstract and yet normal concept to you. You grew up knowing about them, clearly, but it was still odd to know that you had someone out there, just breathing and it was a matter of time until you were supposed to meet them. You weren't sure when that would be or how it would happen but it was supposed to.

Supposed to.

Another strange concept. Sometimes, soulmates die before they meet each other. Your aunt had it happen. She said it was the worst pain of her entire life and then it was like, nothing. Just, nothing. Silence. One second they were there and the next, they just weren't. She said it's something she can't quite describe other than constantly feeling homesick and wanting to go home while there's lingering ache through her bones. She never met them and yet, she mourned their loss as if she'd known them her whole life. Which, to be fair, having a soulmate you're connected to, it is like you've known them your entire life.

You feel their happiness and their sadness, their pain and bliss. You feel everything they do. Emotionally and physically. Most of the time, it's not horrible. Most people have a few pains out of nowhere but it's usually not too bad. But, then there was you.

The first time, the first time it was really painful, you were at home, helping your mom make dinner when it felt like something had bit you but nothing. You screamed out, grasping the back of your neck but nothing. Your mom didn't see a spot or anything. It didn't hurt like some normal bite but it was something.

The time after that, it was much worse. You were just getting out of school when you'd gotten the wind knocked out of you from just the pain. You stopped and tried to yell out while your best friend put a hand on your back and helped you sit. Pain went through your rips and around your back, to your head. It felt like you'd be swung around like a ragdoll but after a few minutes, you were able to start walking again. A simple lingering pain was felt through your ribs and your eye but it was tolerable and within an hour it was nearly gone. You had to question what the hell your soulmate could possibly be doing that they would be in that much pain.

But, that wasn't even the worst pain you went through. It was later, a Friday night and you were out at a friend's house having a movie night when it happened. You were completely out of breath and your vision blurred while you collapsed on the floor, gasping for air while your muscles went weak. Panic consumed you but you found yourself more panicked that it was your soulmate dying. You couldn't breathe and it felt like you were being crushed by a building. What you were experiencing, it had to be nothing compared to what they were going through. But, minutes later, you were able to breathe again. It was all shaky breaths and your friends were already calling your parents, having them come to get you.

It was horrible. Your parents got there and took you home to make sure you were okay, asking a thousand questions to make sure it was your soulmate and not something medically wrong with you. And once you clarified what happened, they bombarded you with questions on if you felt okay. You did. You didn't feel what your aunt described and you knew your soulmate was alive. But, it wasn't just because you didn't feel the same way your aunt did. No, it was the adrenaline.

For over a year you'd felt this sudden rush of adrenaline run through your veins. It's completely out of nowhere and you always smile, no matter where you are or what you're doing. There's something about whatever your soulmate is doing that is so blissful and euphoric. You feel like you could fly right out of your skin into the clouds and be forever happy. There's a small part where your bones shake with fear but the euphoria always tops it and it's beautiful, happy, peaceful.

That's how you knew they were alive. You felt that feeling on the way home. They were okay.

That was the end of most of the horrible pain. Everything after that was mild. Sometimes, you'd be jolted awake from a sharp pain but it'd be gone just as quick as it came. It was mostly just simple happiness and excitement. Whoever your soulmate was, they were having a blast with life and it just made you more excited to meet them, find out what they were up to. Show you even. Little did you know meeting your soulmate wouldn't be as enchanted as everyone else's.

You were walking to school one day and you decided to take a different route. You were itching for a coffee from one of the street carts a few blocks over from your normal walk. You enjoyed taking a different route some days. It allowed you to enjoy the different scenery but, there were two boys walking in front of you. One was very dramatic and the other was a bit quiet but smiley. He was cute, too. A little too cute.

You were too busy watching his expression as his friend talked about something you couldn't really make out that you didn't see the crack in the sidewalk. You tripped, spilling your coffee and scraping your knee.

"Ow." You mumbled at the same time the boy in front of you did, him stopping and looking towards the ground.

He turned around to look at you with wide eyes. You stared back and you both just knew. He walked over to you, his friend right beside him.

"Uh, a-are you...are you okay?" He stammers, bending down to help you onto your butt to check your knee.

"Y-yeah, I'm okay." You didn't bother looking to your knee, instead, your eyes were glued to his and you'd swore you'd never seen brown eyes as stunning as his. "Y-you said ow." A soft smile comes to your fac.e

"Y-yeah, yeah I did." He nods and smiles back. "T-that, uh," His shy smile grows as he tries to find words, his friend standing with wide eyes as if he should have a bowl of popcorn in hands. "Does that mean...we're...ya know?"

"Uh, I think so." You blush and decide to pinch his arm a little. You could feel the curiosity he was emitting along with your own amazement but you needed to be one hundred percent sure.

"Ow." He rubs the spot where you pinched.

"Yeah," You giggle. "Ow."

"I'm Peter, Peter Parker." He sticks out his hand as he introduces himself.

"Y/n y/l/n." You take his hand in yours as you stand up.

"I'm Ned Leeds." Ned chimes in and sticks his hand out.

"Hey." You smile and shake his hand.

This was him. Peter Parker. You didn't know a name could sound so perfect and flawless. But, it was. And he was yours. You met him. Finally, three years of questioning the ghost pains and unexplainable adrenaline, you know who he is. You feel like a puzzle piece just fell into place and you can breathe for the first time. Perfect.

But, that didn't last long.

After a few minutes of walking together and talking, you were about to go your separate ways thanks to you, Peter, and Ned not going to same schools, your attention was pulled to the sky. A giant wheel was hovering over Queens, making an obnoxious noise that gathered everyone's attention. Cars stopped in the middle of the road, cyclists stopped to look, and walkers were already turned to the sky. It wasn't something you'd ever seen before and it struck fear within you. Peter felt it. He felt your fear immediately and he took a deep breath, pulling your and Ned's attention back to him.

"I gotta go." Peter says lowly.

"Go?" You question. "W-why? Where?"

"Uh," Peter looks to Ned, not wanting to just spring Spider-Man on you.

"Dude. You're kind of stuck with each other." Ned says as he places a hand on Peter's shoulder.

"I'll explain later but I gotta-" Peter looks around the sky before he looks back to you. "There's something I have to take care of. Ned, guy in the chair." Peter nods once before giving you a sad smile and darting off.

"My soulmate is a werido, isn't he?" You ask.

"Well, yeah." Ned says. "But, not the kind of weird you're thinking. Trust me, it's actually so cool." Ned gushes and you have to laugh.

"Guy in the chair?"

"Oh! Tell him when he comes back that I want to explain that!" Ned pats your back as he starts walking.

You watch for a few seconds before moving to catch up. "Do you think that giant thing in the sky is a good reason to ditch school? Ya know, since Peter ran off, clearly, also ditching school?"

"Uh," Ned looks to you and then to the sky again. "I don't know." He chuckles lightly.

"I think so." You scrunch your nose your expression quickly changes to a smile.

You stop dead in your tracks and take a deep breath while your veins fill with the same bliss you're used to feeling. Peter was out, doing something you wish you knew but it was amazing, even more so now that you can put a face to the feelings.

"Hey, everything okay?" Ned asks, turning around and moving back to you.

"What's he do?" Your voice is quiet as Ned quirks a brow.

"What do you mean?"

"He does something every single day for like, the past, I don't know, few years. And he's so happy. It's like an adrenaline rush. It's amazing."

"Oh," Ned smirks and puts a hand on your shoulder. "Wait till he tells you. It's awesome!"

You were going to say something but just as you went to open our mouth, your chest felt like it was burning and your eyes bulged with the sudden pain. It was enough to start knocking the wind out of you. Your hand held your chest as Ned's hands came to your arms, his voice like a distant echo in a cathedral hall.

"Y/n? Are you okay?"

"Ow," You choke out, closing your eyes.

Ned's attention is pulled to look above the two of you when a passerby yelled something about Iron Man. Ned watched as he flew by, going right for the circle in the sky.

"It's okay." Ned says, looking back to you, confidence in his voice as he knows that help for Peter was on its way.

You try to gain a breath. "He...he....pain."

It wasn't worse than the last time. If he survived whatever had gone through then, he would survive whatever was causing him pain this time. You were sure of it. Even after minutes passed and the pain wasn't lighting up, you were still sure. Ned moved you to the wall of a building so you could sit away from people walking and maybe you'd be able to catch your breath. Tears swelled but just as they did, the pain started to dissipate. It'd been ten minutes but it felt like an eternity.

"Okay." You take a deep breath and nod, leaning your head against the wall. "He's okay."

"What happened?" Ned asks, his voice low with concern.

"I have no idea but I'm seriously going to kill him." You mumble.

"That bad?" Ned winces.

"Not usually. This was pretty bad but not as bad as the last time. I thought he died." You ramble. "This wasn't as bad but it was burning, last time just hurt like...uh...being constricted? I guess?"

"Yeah, guess he isn't the easiest person. Mine, I think they ran into a pole once." Ned tries to empathize.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah! I was walking home with Peter and next thing I knew, my head was killing!"

You give him a smile and shake your head. "Yours runs into poles and mine...?"

"Yeah," Ned chuckles. "He does some stuff. C'mon, we should get going. If Iron Man is up on the giant circle, it's probably not good."

"Great." You groan as Ned helps you stand up. "So, where to?"

"Your place? Probably better than being on the street and maybe ditching school isn't such a bad idea." Ned sides with you, knowing part of his job is to now keep you safe while keeping you completely in the dark of Peter's whereabouts until he returns.

"Alright." You shrug and jerk your head, the pair of you walking back to your house.

While you and Ned made your way to your house, Peter was back at the new Avengers tower. Tony started lecturing Peter almost as soon as they had gotten back, barely paying attention to the other Avengers and a group Thor had brought back. Peter was supposed to be safe and the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, not chasing alien ships into the sky where he can't breathe. Peter was Tony's concern for the next few minutes in order to ensure his safety.

"But, Mr. Stark. You need me." Peter says as he looks up to his mentor.

Tony crosses his arms. "No, no." He sticks out one of his fingers. "I don't recall those words. I said aliens and we need all the help we can get."

"Yeah," Peter shrugs. "I'm help."

Tony takes a deep breath and shakes his head. "Yes, but you need to listen to me." Tony says. "And the rest of the adults, not run off to alien spaceships."

"Do they count?" Peter looks behind Tony where the group of newcomers stood, all them watching carefully.

One was a raccoon, another was green while another was blue with red markings. There was one that had antennas and one that was a tree. There was one that seemed to at least look human though and they did have Thor with them. Something, they're all still trying to piece together. 

"Just, do what I say." Tony grips the bridge of his nose as he watches Peter who's holding the largest grin. "Why are you still so...chipper?"

"Oh, Mr. Stark, the coolest thing happened today." Peter's eyes widened as his words spilled out of him. "I met my soulmate." Peter beams and his heart swells with complete happiness.

The frown on Tony's face was replaced by a very small, sad smile. "You met your soulmate and ditched off to space..?"

"Yeah," Peter nods, shaking his head with furrowed brows. "They tripped and scraped their knee and they were walking behind me but then I saw the spaceship so I barely got their name but I know them now and they know me and they're...wow." Peter gushes.

"Alright, kid." Tony places a hand on Peter's shoulder. "All the more reason for you to be careful and stay safe." Just as Tony's sentence was finished, he hissed in pain, holding his arm. He turned around to see the human-like alien holding the exact same arm.

Irony at its finest, Peter thought while he looked between Tony and the human-alien with amazement.