Requested by mcu_katie: Y/N is claustrophobic, and Flash and his bullies lock her in a cupboard. Peter tries to help but nearly exposes himself as Spider-Man because he has to rip the doors off of its hinges, but he gets her out and helps her calm down.

"All I'm saying is that I'm definitely failing the test, I don't think that I've ever felt more under-prepared for anything before in my life." I chuckled and shook my head as me and my best friend, Peter, walked up the steps to school.

"Oh, come on, Y/N, you're the smartest person that I know, if anyone has this, it's you." Peter reassured. I smiled and bit my lip at him as we walked into the school building.

"You really think that, Pete?" I asked.

"Course I do. Why wouldn't I?" He shrugged. I let my smile widen, my heart fluttering at the sound of my best friend and of course secret crush complimenting me like that.

"You're right, I am pretty great." I chuckled, making him smirk and nod as we got to my locker.

"You had it right the first time, of course you're too fucking dumb to pass the test." Peter and I looked in the direction of Flash's voice, our smiles dipping as him and his minions walked towards us with smirks on their faces.

"Leave me alone, Flash." I scoffed.

"What was that? Because I'm sure that it wasn't you having the audacity to answer back to me." He spat.

"Just fuck off, she asked you nicely." Peter snapped, making me gulp as the boy put himself between me and the school bully.

"Where do you get off trying to intervene, Parker?" Flash sneered.

"Where do you get off bullying my best friend for no reason?" He returned, making Flash scoff at him. Peter and I had been best friends since the start of Midtown high, my best friend and obviously secret crush always having my back. Which was good considering that for as long as Peter and I had been friends, Flash, the school bully, had chosen me as his target for daily torture. It had started with stupid and small quips about my looks and intelligence maybe once or twice a week, but had scaled up in no time to tripping me up in the halls, stealing my homework and passing it off as his own, and insulting me at every chance that he got. I tried to not let it get to me, but that was much easier said than done most of the time. But that was why I was lucky that I had Peter, the kind boy always trying his hardest to battle Flash's negativity and make me feel loved instead of bullied.

"What's going on here, boys? Class is about to start." Peter and Flash's stare-down was interrupted by Mr. Harrington calling to them from across the hall.

"Nothing, sir. We were just headed there now." Flash nodded before flicking his eyes past Peter to look at me.

"Watch your back." He threatened, making mine and Peter's eyes widen.

"What the fuck did you say to her-."

"Peter, don't, we have class, please." I gulped as I took his arm and stopped him before he could lunge for Flash.

"That's right, Penis Parker, listen to your bitch." Flash smirked, all of his minions smirking and laughing along as they walked away from us. I sighed and gulped, Peter's jaw clenched as he stared at them for a second longer before looking at me.

"You okay?" He asked as he gently took my hand.

"Y-yeah. Same shit, different day." I mumbled. He sighed and nodded, the boy giving me a sympathetic smile as we started to walk to class.

I sat in class with Peter and MJ, our heads down and our pens scribbling against our books as we did the questions that were on the blackboard. I looked up and raised my hand.

"Y/N, what's the problem?" The teacher asked.

"I need the bathroom." I nodded.

"There's only five minutes left, can you not wait?" She sighed.

"I don't have control over when I need to and don't need to pee, miss." I sassed back, making Peter, MJ, and a few other people chuckle.

"Alright, fine. Sass me again and you'll get detention." She warned, making me chuckle as I stood up and headed to the front of the class to get the hall pass. I took the slab of wood that was the hall pass to stop people from stealing them before leaving the classroom. I sighed as I absentmindedly wandered along the empty hallway, my eyes scanning over the walls of schoolwork that I'd seen hundreds of times before as I headed to the bathroom.

"This is too perfect." My eyes widened, every inch of my body freezing as I heard his voice. I gulped harshly and looked ahead, my eyes wavering as Flash and his minions sauntered towards me.

"How many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone?" I spat as I tried to sound as unbothered and pissed off as possible, instead of sounding fucking terrified

 "And how many times have I told you no? Grab her, boys." Flash nodded. My eyes widened, my anxiety immediately spiking as they started to run to grab me, and I turned to run away. But I didn't even make it one step before I felt them grab me.

"No! Get off, stop! HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as two grabbed my arms and two grabbed my legs before hauling me up so that I couldn't do anything to stop them.

"In here, she's claustrophobic." Flash smirked as he unlocked the janitor's closet. My eyes widened at his words, the hall pass slipping out of my hand and clattering to the floor. I had claustrophobia in pretty much the most extreme case, I would get bad panic attacks if I was held in a small space for too long. Flash knew this, hence why he was obviously planning to lock me in the small, lightless cupboard, the thought of which was already making my heart race.

"Stop, this is too far, please, Flash, no, stop!" I cried, tears already streaming down my face as they shoved me into the cupboard.

"What a fucking pussy." He smirked, his minions laughing as the door slammed shut and darkness encased me.

"No! FLASH! THIS ISN'T FUNNY, LET ME OUT! PLEASE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, my heart going at a million miles an hour as I desperately turned and jolted the doorknob, but to no avail. I gulped harshly, my chest rising and falling rapidly as my body started to fill with pins and needles and I started to hyperventilate.

"ANYONE, PLEASE! I'M HAVING A PANIC ATTACK, PLEASE!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face as I desperately tried to be heard by someone, anyone. Anyone at all.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter, Y/N and MJ sat in class, their heads down and their pens scribbling against their books as they did the questions that were on the blackboard. Y/N looked up and raised her hand.

"Y/N, what's the problem?" The teacher asked.

"I need the bathroom." She nodded.

"There's only five minutes left, can you not wait?" She sighed.

"I don't have control over when I need to and don't need to pee, miss." Y/N sassed back, making Peter, MJ, and a few other people chuckle.

"Alright, fine. Sass me again and you'll get detention." She warned, making Y/N chuckle as she stood up and headed to the front of the class to get the hall pass. Peter couldn't help but bite his lip and follow her with his gaze as she walked to the front of the room. Peter loved being in the classes with Y/N that didn't have Flash in them too, because those seemed to be the only times in school where Y/N was her old self again. When Flash wasn't around, Y/N would laugh with Peter and their friends, she'd sass the teachers, she'd make everyone, especially Peter, smile. Which is why he hated it so much that Flash just wouldn't leave her alone. He hated seeing the love of his life so mousy and worn down by his bullying when he was around. He stood up for her when he could, but Y/N and Flash had a few classes alone together, and so Peter couldn't protect her during those. But, he'd protect her when he could. He looked back down and continued his work as Y/N left the classroom.

"So, are you any closer to asking Y/N out?" MJ asked quietly. Peter sighed and shook his head as he continued to write.

"No. Every time that I get close, Flash appears and starts bullying her again. It's like he has a radar for exactly when to be an asshole." He grumbled, making MJ chuckle and nod.

"How about you do it one day after school when you two are studying or something? Take her to Delmar's, get her one of your weird sandwiches." MJ teased. Peter's eyebrows furrowed and he looked at her.

"They're not weird. But that's actually...a really cute idea." he nodded.

"I'm not just a pretty face, Parker." She smirked, making him laugh and shake his head. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of his arm started to stand up.

"What the fuck?" He mumbled as he quickly put his hand over them to stop anyone from noticing.

"What's wrong?" MJ asked in an equally hushed voice.

"I don't know-."

"No! Get off, stop! HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" Peter's eyes widened as his Spidey senses picked up Y/N screaming.

"Fuck, it's Y/N." He gulped, making MJ's eyes widen.

"What?! Go, help her!" MJ hissed quietly.

"How?! How the fuck do I explain to everyone that I heard her screaming from here?! She must be a hallway or two away from us, I can't explain that, I don't know what to do." He gulped and shook his head.

"Stop, this is too far, please, Flash, no, stop!" He heard Y/N cry again. His eyes wavered, his jaw clenching in anger. He fucking knew that whatever was happening to Y/N was at the hands of Flash. And he wasn't going to sit by for a second longer and let it happen.

"Fuck it." He mumbled before quickly grabbing his and Y/N's bags and shooting up from his seat.

"Peter, where do you think you're going?! Class isn't over-." The school bell rang, making Peter sigh in relief as he ran out of the class. He sprinted through the filling hallways as classes got let out, his heart racing as he tried to find Y/N.

"ANYONE, PLEASE! I'M HAVING A PANIC ATTACK, PLEASE!" He heard Y/N again, making his head shoot to look at the janitor's closet. His eyes widened.

"Fucking asshole, Flash." He spat before running to the closet.

"Y/N! Y/N, are you in here?!" He yelled as he hammered his fist against the door.

"Peter, oh thank god, yes! Flash locked me in here, please! I need to get out, help me!" She cried through the door, Peter's heart shattering at the sound of her so upset.

"I'm going to get you out, it's okay." He nodded as he grabbed the doorknob. He jolted it and twisted it, a groan leaving his lips in annoyance as it didn't open.

"Come on." He groaned as Ned and MJ rushed towards him.

"What happened?" MJ scoffed.

"Flash locked Y/N in here. I need to get her out, but it's locked, and I risk revealing myself if I just pull the door off of its hinges in front of all of these people." Peter gulped in a hushed voice as his gaze flicked across the bustling hallway of students moving to their next classes.

"What can we do?" Ned asked. Peter gulped again, his eyes wandering as he desperately tried to think of a solution. His eyes widened slightly.

"Fuck-just come here and try to shield what I'm doing with your bodies. Maybe I can just break the lock without anyone noticing." He sighed, making both of them nod as they rushed to him and stood with their backs facing him so that he was somewhat blocked from the views of passing students.

"Okay, Y/N, I'm going to get you out!" Peter yelled through the door.

"Please, Peter, I can't breathe!" She cried back.

"I'm going to fucking kill him." Peter mumbled and shook his head before wrapping his hand around the doorknob. He pulled as hard as he could, his eyes widening as just what he wanted to avoid happening...happened. He pulled the door off of its hinges.

"Oh, fuck." He gulped, his hands desperately trying to move the door so that it looked as inconspicuous as possible as Y/N ran into his arms.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Okay, Y/N, I'm going to get you out!" Peter yelled through the door, my entire body now numb and tears streaming down my face as my hands shook uncontrollably.

"Please, Peter, I can't breathe!" I cried back. Before I knew what was happening, light flooded the closet, making me squint harshly as the whole door moved.

"Oh, fuck." Peter gulped, his hands desperately trying to move the door as I ran into his arms.

"Peter, fuck, Peter." I choked, my entire body shaking as I held onto him for dear life.

"You're okay, I have you, it's okay." He reassured before looking at MJ and Ned.

"Can you guys try to sort this out please?" He gulped as he held the door up.

"We can try." MJ sighed. Peter nodded and handed it to them, both of his arms tightly wrapping around me as he started to lead me away from the closet.

"Come with me, you're safe, it's okay." He soothed as he led me to an empty classroom. He opened the door and we slipped in, the boy immediately sinking to the floor with me cradled in his lap.

"P-Peter, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, it was so dark and small, it was horrible." I sobbed and shook my head, my heart still racing and my mind still fuzzy from the hyperventilating as my hands shook.

"I know, I know, and I'm going to fucking kill him for doing that, but right now, just breathe. You're safe, I have you, focus on your breathing." He cooed as he continued to rock me. I closed my eyes and took shaky but still deep breaths, my ear against Peter's chest allowing me to hear his gentle heartbeat as I let that calm me down. He ran his hands through my hair and whispered sweet nothings into my ear, all of it helping me to calm down as I felt my heart rate gradually go back to normal.

"Are you okay? Do you feel better?" He asked softly.

"I think so. I don't feel as shaky anymore." I gulped and nodded, making him return the nod as I tilted my head against my chest so that I could look up at him.

"Thank you, Pete. For getting me out and for this, I really needed you." I whispered.

"Of course, Y/N. You know that I'm always there for you." He returned as his gaze flicked between my eyes and my lips. My heart jumped at the action, though I didn't want to read too much into it as I tilted my head back to where it was before, against Peter's chest and looking ahead. My best friend continued to cradle me, my mind and heart feeling better again in no time. Because of him.