Peter's P.O.V

"Alright, Karen, where am I going?" Peter asked as he flew above Queens, reaching his hand out and shooting a web every so often to carry him along.

"Right ahead, about three hundred yards, there's the alleyway." She spoke. Peter looked ahead and saw the opening to the alleyway.

"Got it." He nodded, gradually swinging there. He landed swiftly on his feet at the entrance before standing up and walking in.

"Mr Stark said that there've been sightings of elementals here?" he asked, walking in further and looking around.

"Yes, I picked up on at least twenty calls to the police about it." She spoke.

"Well, there's nothing here now." He shrugged before happening to spot something between two of the dumpsters at the end of the alleyway.

"Ah, apart from this." He chuckled, leaning down to pick it up.

"Another hologram projector. Why is he just leaving them in random places? What is he doing?" Peter mumbled to himself. He sighed and shook his head before standing up and turning around.

"Peter, watch out." He looked up and his eyes widened as a drone flew towards him, smacking him in the face and sending him flying back.

"Ow, what the hell?!" he exclaimed as he managed to land against the wall and stick to it. His eyes widened as guns emerged from the drone and were pointed at him.

"Oh no-." the guns started to fire, making Peter groan as he jumped up and over the dumpsters to get to the other wall without being hit.

"Karen, is there any way to disable the drone?" Peter asked as he continued to jump from wall to wall to avoid the spray of bullets.

"Not from where you are, no." she answered simply, making him groan.

"Guess I need to do this the old-fashioned way, then." He mumbled before jumping onto the back wall of the alleyway and taking a deep breath. He launched himself off of the wall and flew over the drone, like he had flown over the helicopter when saving his friends in DC, making him fly effortlessly over the drone. He landed swiftly, not giving the machine enough time to turn around before grabbing it and pulling it to the floor. He harshly stamped on it, taking his time to use his full strength, which he rarely used to its full extent, to break the drone before firing webs at the guns, making it start to jitter. His eyes widened slightly.

"Oh, crap-." The drone exploded, sending Peter flying back a few feet. He landed on his back, groaning at the pain before slowly sitting up.

"Could have warned me that it would explode, Karen." He spoke in a strained voice as he stood up. He grabbed the hologram projector again, tucking it neatly into his belt before shooting a web at one of the walls and flying out of the alleyway.

Peter walked along the street, on his way to school. He walked into Delmar's and smiled at him.

"Hola, Mr Delmar." He greeted. The man's eyes widened slightly as he saw Peter's bruised face, the bruising a result of that stupid drone hitting him yesterday.

"Ey, what's gotten you so beaten up?" Mr Delmar asked. Peter's eyes widened slightly as he tried to think of an excuse.

"Oh, I...fell out of bed yesterday, I guess it took a day to bruise." He chuckled slightly, mentally kicking himself for the weak excuse. Mr Delmar raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was questioning Peter, but must have decided to leave it as he shook his head.

"Your usual, kid?" he asked.

"Please." Peter nodded before letting his eyes drift to the shelves behind Mr Delmar.

"Oh, and a box of chocolates too, please." he spoke, suddenly remembering the promise that he'd made to Y/N of making it up to her for having to leave early. Mr Delmar looked at him, a smug smile on his lips before grabbing the box.

"What did you do?" he asked accusingly.

"I had to ditch my girlfriend to do work on my internship." He nodded. Mr Delmar shook his head and tutted, making Peter chuckle as the other guy in the deli put his sandwich on the glass counter.

"You'll need to buy her more than a box of chocolates to get yourself out of this mess, Mr Parker." Mr Delmar nodded, making Peter laugh and nod as he put the five-dollar bill on the counter.

"Probably. Thanks, Mr Delmar." He called as he started to leave.

"Good luck with your girlfriend, mi amigo. You're going to need it." He chuckled. Peter smiled and shook his head as he left the shop and headed to school again.

Y/N's P.O.V

I walked into school and headed straight for my locker, the contents of my bag becoming too heavy to carry. I got to it and opened my locker before chucking half of my books in, sighing in relief as the weight disappeared.

"Hey." I looked to my side and my eyes widened as Peter stood there, smiling at me with a box of chocolates in his hand. But it wasn't his smile or the cute gesture that had my attention. It was the deep purple bruising around his eye and down his jaw.

"Peter, what the hell?!" I exclaimed, gently taking his face in my hands.

"I know it looks bad, but I'm fine, it doesn't even hurt that much." He shrugged, though wincing when I gently ran my finger over the bruising on his jaw.

"Liar." I mumbled, making him sigh.

"Can you please pay attention to the making-it-up-to-you box of chocolates, instead of my bruised face?" he asked, holding up the box again. I sighed.

"Fine, but this isn't over." I warned before taking the chocolates. I looked at him.

"Thank you. That's really sweet of you." I smiled.

"I told you that I'd make it up to you." He shrugged, smiling at me as he curled his arms around my waist and landed his hands on my lower back, pulling me into his body. My eyes widened slightly at the gesture. Peter had obviously become more confident in his intimate actions towards me since we had started dating, but even I could tell that this was a new burst of confidence for him. And I loved it.

"What are you after?" I chuckled.

"Nothing, I just...I have another way to make it up to you, as well as the chocolates." He shrugged.

"Go on, then." I encouraged. He looked into my eyes, briefly gazing at my lips as he gulped.

"May isn't in until late tonight. I wondered if you wanted to come over for a bit, for some...us...time." He spoke somewhat nervously. My eyes widened slightly.

"Peter, are you...suggesting what I think you are?" I asked.

"No, no, of course not, I don't think either of us are ready for that yet, but I just want to spend some time with you. Just the two of us." He nodded, looking into my eyes. I smiled and bit my lip at how cute he was being.

"Okay, Peter Parker. I'll come over for some "us" time, just without the sex." I nodded, chuckling as he turned bright red.

"God, sweetheart, get your mind out of the gutter." He laughed. I returned it before leaning up and gently kissing him. He returned it, pulling me closer again as I cupped his cheek without thinking.

"Ow, ow, sweetheart." He winced, moving my hand away from his jaw.

"Oh, sorry." I smiled sheepishly.

"It's okay." He reassured, making me smile again as Michelle and Ned walked up to us.

"You losers ready for class?" Michelle chuckled.

"Let's go." Peter nodded, turning to face them. Their eyes widened as they saw his face.

"Woah, what the hell happened to you, dude?" Ned scoffed.

"It's nothing, it's fine." Peter spoke through slightly gritted teeth, his eyes widening as he looked at the two of them.

"Oh, okay. Everything is good, then." Michelle nodded.

"Yes, exactly." Peter returned. I looked at them.

"So, what? You're just going to drop it like that?" I scoffed.

"He said it's fine, Y/N." Ned shrugged. I rolled my eyes and took Peter's hand.

"I've been here for almost a year now and I still can't get over how weird you guys are sometimes." I chuckled, making them look at each other and Peter gulp as we walked to class.