(Please note that this is my first sad imagine, so sorry if it sucks lol. Also, it is sad, so be warned)

From the get go, something about the day had been off. I had woken up late, which wasn't unusual for me, but I had woken up to see at least a dozen worried texts from my best friend, Peter, asking why he hadn't heard from me yet, and when I had called him to reassure him that I'd only overslept, he had sounded relieved. Then, walking to school, I had noticed the ominous black car that had followed me the entire walk to school. I hadn't thought anything of it until Peter's eyes had widened upon seeing the car that was seemingly on my tail. He had grabbed me and had pulled me into the safety of school, not telling me anything except for that they were after Spiderman. I had found out that Peter was Spiderman only six months after he had become the superhero, after I had walked into his room without knocking and instantly fallen to the floor due to the web that he unintentionally fired at my legs, tying me up. But I had never been dragged into his mess. Until now. I had left school for lunch, reassuring Peter that I'd be okay by myself. A mere thirty seconds after leaving the building, I had been grabbed by the men from the black car and thrown into the back of said car. And now, I was tied to a chair in the middle of an abandoned warehouse, being questioned and tortured for information about Peter. AKA, Spiderman.

"You ready to tell us, yet?" the man asked, his fist colliding with my face again. I coughed, blood on my lip and running out of my nose as I looked at him.

"Kiss my ass." I spat. He growled again before turning to his friend, who gave him a cigarette. He put it between his lips and lit it before taking a long drag and blowing the smoke out.

"This is your last chance to tell me who Spiderman is, before I start taking out the real torture techniques." He nodded as he walked towards me.

"Go fuck yourself, juggernaut." I snapped. He nodded before harshly grabbing my neck, making me wince. My eyes widened as white-hot pain started to cascade through my neck as the thug pressed the cigarette butt against my skin.

"STOP! PLEASE, STOP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"You ready to give up your little boyfriend?" he hissed.

"FUCK YOU!" I shouted.

"You heard the lady, stop." The man whipped around, and I lazily opened my eyes. I breathed a sigh of relief as Peter stood there, in his full suit and mask.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the exact superhero that we were trying to bait." The main thug smirked.

"Yeah, well, it worked, asshole. Let her go." Peter spat.

"Sure, I'll let her go. Right after this." He nodded before suddenly turning to me and pulling out a gun.

"NO!" a gunshot rang out, making me choke and my ears ring. I looked down and my eyes widened at the bullet hole that was now in the middle of my stomach, blood seeping from it and slowly turning my white top dark crimson. I choked, my heart starting to race as I realised the magnitude of what had just happened. I had just been shot.

"Y/N!" Peter yelled before starting to sprint towards me. I choked, blood pooling in my mouth as I tried to get out of my restraints. Peter yelled out as he started to fight the main thug, both of them throwing punches and kicks at each other, Peter's all hitting the target and the thug's missing every time. Suddenly, a hand grabbed my throat, making me gasp as the pressure around my wrists disappeared, telling me that the other thug had cut me free.

"I may as well cut you free, it's not like you're going to make it out alive." He cackled in my ear before releasing my throat. I fell to the ground, crying out in pain as blood spilt onto the floor. I looked down at the wound and whimpered, pressing my shaking hands against it in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but it was clear that I was in trouble when blood trickled through my fingertips instead of being held in my palm. I rested my head against the concrete, too weak to hold it up as I just watched Peter fight the thug.

"Hold on, Y/N, you're going to be just fine." Peter nodded as he kicked the man back.

"Web grenade!" he yelled, firing it at the man, who screamed out as it exploded and pinned him to a pillar. He fired another web over the man's eyes so that he couldn't see before doing the same to the thug that had untied me. As soon as they were both blinded, he tugged his mask off, revealing his messy hair and tear-filled eyes as he looked at me.

"Y/N, fuck, no." Peter choked as he ran towards my body. I coughed, blood spilling through my fingers as he collapsed onto his knees next to me and gently pulled my body onto his lap.

"Fuck, please, no, Karen, damage." He cried, pressing his hand down on top of mine and making me wince.

"She's bleeding out and has already lost more than four pints of blood. I'm sorry, Peter. Y/N's dying." I heard Karen say.

"No, she can't be, please, there has to be something, call Mr Stark, Karen." He sobbed.

"Peter." I whispered. He looked at me and choked.

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt, and I'm okay." I nodded as I started to gently push his hand off of the wound. His eyes widened at what I was doing.

"Y/N, please, no, let me save you, please-."

"You can't. Not this time. And that's alright." I reassured as I felt myself getting weaker.

"Y/N." he sobbed, his tears dripping onto my body and soaking my already red clothes. A small smile danced on my lips as I studied the face of the boy that I'd been in love with for as long as I could remember. I raised my blood-covered hand to Peter's cheek, making him close his eyes and lean into my touch.

"I love you, Peter." I whispered, tears starting to leave my own eyes as I realised that in a few moments, I'd never see him, or anyone else again.

"I love you too. Fuck, I always have." he admitted, looking at me with red and puffy eyes. I gave him a small smile before leaning my head up as much as I could. Peter took the hint and leant down, gently pressing our lips together. I returned the kiss, tears streaming down my face as I felt myself growing weaker. I wasn't ready to die, not at all, but if this was the way that I was going to go, in the arms of my best friend and the boy that I loved, then I'd take it. I relished the feeling of Peter's soft skin underneath my palm and how his thin lips felt pressed against my chapped ones. More tears left my eyes. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to leave Peter, but now, I knew that I had to. I let my eyes flutter shut and my hand fell from Peter's face, my body going limp in his grasp as the darkness took over and I gave in to it.

Peter's P.O.V

"I love you too. Fuck, I always have." Peter admitted, looking at Y/N with red and puffy eyes. She gave him a small smile before leaning her head up slightly. Peter took the hint and leant down, gently pressing their lips together. The kiss felt like heaven and had been something that Peter had been waiting for since he had fallen in love with Y/N. Tears streamed down Peter's face, making the kiss slightly salty as he knew that Y/N would die soon. He wasn't ready for her to die, he wasn't ready to let the love of his life go, but if this was the way that she had to go, he'd take it. Peter relished the feeling of Y/N's soft palm against his cheek and how her slightly chapped lips felt pressed against his thin ones. More tears left Peter's eyes as Y/N's eyes fluttered shut and her hand fell from his face, her body going limp in his grasp. He broke the kiss and looked at her. His eyes widened.

"No, Y/N, please don't go." He choked as he pulled her body up so that his ear was pressed against her chest. He let out a sob as he heard nothing.

"Karen, scan." He demanded.

"Her heart stopped beating ten seconds ago. I'm sorry, Peter. Y/N is gone." Her soft voice spoke in his ear. Peter choked again as he looked at Y/N's now lifeless body that was still held in his arms. He bit his lip in a weak attempt to stop more tears from falling as he looked at her still beautiful face. Her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were closed. She looked at peace. But god, Peter would have given anything to see her stunning eyes, one more time.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He choked, closing his eyes and letting more tears fall from them as he rested his forehead against Y/N's chest and sobbed against her now cold skin.