Ok this is my first attempt ever at a Xreader book so don't judge me please!
Y/n=your name
L/n=your last name
H/l=hair length
H/c=hair color
T/n=Town you live in

Every one has a soulmate. And there is magic that binds people together as well. Some are connected by a red string tied to their pinkies that only they can see, others have a clock counting down on their wrist till the moment they meet their soulmate, some have a tattoo that's a mix of there's and there soulmate's personality in the exact spot of their perfect other. Some people had markings that indicated where their soulmate would first touch them, some saw a world in black and white till the met their other, people could feel the same pain their other felt, others could write on their skin and it would show up on their soulmate's arm or vise versa. People even could share dreams with their soulmate! But never, never did they gave more than one of these.

At least every body accept Y/n L/n.

Y/n was you. You always lived in t/n.But unfortunately your parents decided to move. All the way to Queens New York.

It was hard for you. You lost all your friends, your perfect room, your neighborhood, your tree house you built when you were seven, your favorite comfy spots around the house, and traded that for a small apartment, with no friends, no room, strange neighbors, and no tree house. Or yard for that matter.

And since you had moved to queens you noticed your "soulmate's pull" getting stronger. You felt more pain, it was severe. Like what the heck was your significant other doing that he was feeling this pain every day? *cough cough Spider-Man cough cough* you every now and then caught a glimpse of a red string too.

You told your parents that you defiantly had more than one soulmate pull but the didn't believe you. They said all you had was the painful one, unfortunately. They just had you diagnosed as color blind, so you lived your whole life thinking that. As for that strange mark on your wrist that looked suspiciously like a hand? It was a birthmark. Right? The tattoo? Your parents had told you that it was a scar from surgery as a baby that they covered up with a real tattoo. A cute spider reading a book. And the stop watch imprinted on your wrist? Well they said maybe that was the soulmate connection and that perhaps you had two.

They believed nothing.

You were walking to school on your first day. You kept checking your stop watch on your wrist. You were excited because it had 2:23:00 on it. 2 hours, 23 minutes, and zero seconds till you met them. So they had to be at the school.

You pushed open the doors and immediately your heart dropped. People were every where. You suddenly could taste how bad your breath was, how messy your h/c hair was, how ugly your clothes choice was. But it was your first day, no one would notice you.

Boy were you wrong.

"Class, is like you to meet our new student, Y/n l/n!" The teacher of first period said excitedly. "Y/n why don't you come on up?" The teacher said.

Slowly you stood up and felt your palms sweat. You inched your way up front and waved shyly. (Unless your extroverted then you proudly say your gay lol jk.) the teacher dismissed you back to your seat.

You paid close attention for as long as possible before putting your head on the desk and falling asleep. Who ever your soulmate was, they were keeping you up all night long. You felt like you were being punched, several times. In the gut, face, side, and then you felt your face slammed into a wall 6 times. What the heck were they doing? Were they a thug?

And when the pain finally stopped you had I night mare that you and this boy were being chased by a giant centipede. Thanks to your brain.

"Y/n? Y/n? Y/n wake up!" Some one said in your ear. You looked up and saw the teacher glaring down at you. "Class is over y/n!"

"Oh sorry!" You say while gathering your things.

"Mind telling me why you were sleeping during class?" She asked sternly.

"Sorry, I'm just really tired. I was up all night."

"Try and sleep for goodness sakes child." The teacher crossed her arms. "This is not acceptable!"

"Sorry. Just last night my soulmate er... whoever they are, was being beat up or something for a couple hours. I can't sleep while getting punched." You sassed.

"I'm so sorry dear. Is there anything I can do?" The teacher said quietly.

"No I'm fine." You stated and left.

Wandering down the hallways to next period you checked your wrist again. 15 more minutes. 15 till you met him. (Or her) you were so nervous.

You walk into science class. "Sorry I'm late." You apologize before sitting down at a large desk with a couple people at it.

After a minute or two you were color coding different ricks and labeling them on MOHs hardness scale.

"Here right?" You ask unsure.

"Dude, that rock isn't even close to red what are you thinking?" A boy asked/teased. Some girls started laughing.

"I'm uh... I'm color blind." You stated.

"Oh I'm sorry!" The boy apologized. "Is that your soulmate connection?"

"I uh.."

"No you idiot Flash! She has a stop watch! See!" A girl pointed at your wrist.

"Oh. So your just color blind." Flash said like it was such a confusing topic.

"What's your time?" A girl asked curiously.

"10..." You didn't exactly want to tell her otherwise she'd probably stalk you to see who the lucky guy was, and you didn't exactly want that. "I dunno."

"Just say it!" She whined.

"Just says 10. Maybe years, maybe hours, maybe months." You said. "Now help me color code." You tied to bring the subject back to school.

"Isn't Peter also colorblind?" A girl asked.

"Yeah he is. He has... Tons of soulmate connections. What a freak!" Flash chuckled. Your heart skipped a beat. Multiple connections? Like you?

"Hey are you guys talking about us?!" A  chubby Latino  boy said and turned around from a desk.

"I uh no!" You said. "They were helping me color code right?" You say through gritted teeth.

"Oh we were just telling the new girl that Peter is also color blind like her. I guess we got another freak." A girl said cockily.

"Wait she's color blind?" A boy with curly hair poked his head around the chubby kid.

"Yeah but I don't really like SHARING IT with other people!" You were highly annoyed.

The bell rang and you gathered your things. You were one of the last to file out of the door, when some one grabbed your wrist. Right over the soul mark.

You looked up and saw it was the other color blind kid. He pulled you into a separate empty hallway and let go.

"Hey... Do you happen to have more than one soulmate thingy?" He asked randomly.

"Strange question but yes." You answered.

"I uh..." He noticed where he grabbed your wrist and saw the marking, obviously you two were thinking the same thing. "I'm Peter by the way. Peter Parker."

Instantly your world shut off and turned back on. But everything was strange this time. Color. That's what it was.

"I'm uh..." You were looking around you with tear filled eyes of joy. A smile spread across your lips. "I'm Y/n l/n."

His eyes went white and he looked around himself too. "Are you seeing-"

"Color? Yes!" You said happily. Tears of joy filling your eyes. "Looks like your my soulmate." You playfully punch his shoulder.

He let out a single laugh and moved his color of his shirt over his shoulder to reveal the birthmark where you had punched him. "Oh my god where soulmates!"

"Ok this just got awkward fast." You admitted. Suddenly the bell rang and you had to sprint to your next class.

After school you found Peter again. The Latino boy, Ned, was showing him various things with color.

"This is orange, and this is brown, and this is blue, and this is-"

"Oh hey y/n!" Peter waved.

"Omg I can't believe you two are soulmates!" Ned exclaimed and dropped his pictures of color.

"Yeah but we don't go sharing that around now, do we?" You chuckled. You grabbed Peter's wrist and pulled him aside. "Can I talk to you real quick?" You asked.

"Sure? What's up?"

"What the heck was going on last night?" You asked.

"Nothing why?"

"You were being punched... A lot!"

"You felt that? Well dang it I didn't know we had that too!" Peter slammed his forehead with his palm of his hand hard.

"Hey watch it I felt that!" You say and slap your wrist.

"Hey!" He hissed back.

"Answer. The. Question." You say seriously.

"Well we just met so I can't really tell you.."

"I'm your freaking soulmate you can tell me!"

"Haha no. Sorry but it's private."

"I'll get it outa you. One way or another." You leaned close to his face with a glare. "Good bye Parker." You said and walked away.

Time skip

It was night and you were awakes from your sleep with something that felt like you had been shot. You let out a scream of pain and clutched your shoulder. But one thing was on your mind.

Peter.

You reach for a pen and scribbled on your arm. Peter what just happened?!

He didn't reply. You get up to go look for him. You sneak out of your house quietly and run outside.

Peter are you alright?!

Still no answer. So you try to reach him with your thoughts. It's very difficult since you two don't have a strong bond yet.

-Peter-

-y/n!-

Your head throbs as this is sucking energy and will power.

-Peter where are you?! What's happening?-

-I'm sorry-

Your connection was lost. You hear a gunshot a few blocks away and sprint in the direction, calling Peter's name.

You reach the scene and see Spider man, the well known super hero, being shot at. But no Peter.

"What happened to Peter!?" You asked the hero. He shot a web at a guy with a high tech gun and the man's feet were glued to the ground.

"He's safe." Spider man replied.

"Where is he?!" You demand to know. Then you scream as some one comes up behind spider man with a knife. "Behi-"

Spiderman turns and Knicks it from the villains hand. Then a shot rang out as the hero was shot in the back. He lurker forward and fell. Suddenly you felt the shot in the same spot.

Spider man got up and rushed to your side. "You need to hide now!"

"P-Peter?" You ask him.

"I'll explain later just go!"

Time skip

You were sitting in your room. Only thing was there was a bloody spider man on your bed with bullet wounds. You had a cloth in your hand.

"I'll clean you but you'll need the top of your suite off." You say with hot cheeks.

"Here." He pressed the spider on his chest and the suite loosened around his body. You pull down the top revealing his muscular toned body. Blood was crusted on his shudder and back.

You start dabbing the wounds to clean them. You noticed he was having a hard time breathing. "You ok?" You asked.

"I'm fine." He said but seemed to continue to struggle. You noticed blood seeping at his hip so pulled the suite slightly lower. It revealed his tattoo on his hip of a cure spider reading a book.

"Peter." You were sure of it now.

He looked at you then tugged off his mask. "Surprise." He chuckles. You smirked caressed his face.

"You ok?"

"I'm fine now that your here." He sighed. You continued to tend to his wounds. All this time a red string was visible connecting your pinkie with his. In a world full of color.