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BAD HABITS

A/N : Happy Halloween!!! 🦇🎃🕯🕷🕸 This was a bit of self indulgent fic. College au based on the vampire diaries and morbius from the amazing spiderman. I've included a few dialogues from the series too. Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.

Summary : in a world of super soldiers, mutants and sorcerers Peter never believed in the existence of the supernatural until he met you.

Pairing : Peter Parker x Vampire! Reader

Warnings : mature content, fluff, suggestive themes, blood, biting, violence, implied smut II w.c - 13k [longest fic :')]

Mini playlist : bad habits and shivers by ed sheeran, lost by maroon 5, take my breath by the weeknd, sinners and saints by andrea wasse, beauty of the dark by mads langer, streets by doja cat, love chained by cannons

And I know I'll lose control of the things that I say

Yeah, I was lookin' for a way out, now I can't escape

Nothin' happens after two, it's true, it's true

My bad habits lead to you - Bad habits by Ed Sheeran

Sirens of police vans wailing in the distance could be heard as Peter aka your friendly neighborhood spider man swings across the New York skyline. Another dead body has been found completely drained of blood which makes it two for this week.

He landed down in a dark alley and was about to take his mask off when he had an odd feeling as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. A whoosh of air blows, his heightened senses alerting of something or someone going past behind him with an inhumanly fast pace. He swiftly turns around to find no one.

“Hello? Who's there?” he called out to be met with an eerie silence. Then he heard crunching of gravel and staggering footsteps from behind as he turned around to find a woman in her early 30s stumbling out of the backdoor of the building. By her appearance she seemed to be intoxicated as she grasped on to the adjacent wall, struggling to keep herself upright.

“Ma'am are you alright?” Peter rushed to her aid wrapping an arm around her body holding her up straight on her feet.

“Huh?” she stared at him blankly as if she was under a spell.

“Are you ok?” Peter repeated himself and this time it seemed to work as the lady blinked several times breaking out of whatever trance she was into.

“What am I doing here?” she asked him with a look of confusion on her face.

“Ma'am don't you remember how you got here?” Peter asked with concern in his voice.

“No” she replied, holding her head with her hand and trying to think hard.

“It's ok ma'am you have nothing to fear. I'll help you reach your home safely” Peter assured her and took her to the nearby police station.

After making sure the lady is being escorted home safely Peter finally swings back to his apartment. Sliding up the window he enters his room and sheds off the suit changing into his regular clothes. He walks out of his room to find May sitting on the couch, eyes trained on whatever program was showing on the TV screen. He moves to the kitchen to get some water. The running of the tap caught May’s attention.

“Oh you’re back. How was your night patrol?” she asked, stretching her back a little strained from sitting in the same position for a long time.

“As usual,” Peter shrugged, bringing the glass to his mouth taking a sip of the water “though I did come across this lady who seemed to be drunk but wasn't and she doesn't remember how she got there...” Peter trailed off the news telecast on the tv catching both of their attention.

“The police are saying little about this latest killing. The victim, a 33 year old male was pronounced dead on the scene in lower Manhattan” the newsreader briefed out as May and Peter’s had their eyes glued to the tv screen “authorities acknowledge possible links to two previous deaths, though they discourage talk of a possible serial killer on the loose despite the severe brutality of the deaths. Investigators have combed through hours of surveillance video but still have no leads. The police chief has appealed to anyone who may have any information about this latest death to come forward to police”

“Another dead body? What is happening in this city? Is it a serial killer? Do you know something?” May turned to Peter with a look of worry on her face.

“I honestly have no idea but Dr. Banner and Dr. Cho examined one of the dead bodies recently and the autopsy reports came back normal. Nothing unusual except for bite marks and scratches on the body” he paused for a moment to decide if he should share any further details with her but went to tell her anyways because nothing is a bigger secret than knowing your own nephew is spider man “also this is a classified information which has been held back from the public to prevent any kind of unnecessary panic but all the dead bodies has been found to be missing two third of their blood”

“What?!” she exclaimed, eyes widening in disbelief.

“Yeah the blood found on the crime scene doesn’t equate to the amount of the total volume of blood found in a normal human body it’s as if someone drank it” Peter explained which got May thinking.

“Hmmm.. blood drained bodies with bite marks sounds like a vampire to me” she tried to sound funny making Peter shake his head smiling.

“There are no vampires, May. You need to stop watching those twilight movies” he said, chuckling softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Says a 21 year old who is obsessed with star wars and legos” she quipped back at him.

“C’mon they are much better than your vampires glowing in sunlight” he said in his defence.

“Ok Obi Wan whatever you say” she joked, holding up her hands as Peter rolled his eyes.

“By the way, your fall semester starts next week right?” she asked standing up from the couch to set the table for dinner.

“Yeah” he answered, following her to the kitchen to help her.

“You and Harry better lock all the doors and windows in the dorm at night” she advised.

“Don't worry May we'll be alright after all I'm spider man” he grinned cheekily.

🎃

The sky was clear blue, sun shining brightly bathing everything with an amber glow. It was the beginning of the fall season. The frigid air seeped through the several layers of clothing as Peter stuffed his hands in his pockets, a random song playing in his earphones as he briskly walked down the sidewalk past the central park.

Reaching the gates of the Empire State university Peter let out an exasperated sigh at the thought of returning back to his usual mundane life. Life has always been a struggle for him from losing his parents to accidentally being bitten by a radioactive spider and then losing his uncle as well as Gwen. It was like some ill-fated luck that he had to go through such hardships and losses in his life. And with his current financial condition it’s the scholarship that has only made it possible for him to continue with college.

“Hey! Parker!” Harry’s voice startled Peter out of his thoughts.

Harry Osborn was the only son of Norman Osborn, co-owner of the Oscorp industries. They have been roommates since freshman year and after spending six semesters with him the bond seems to be unbreakable. Peter has to admit if it wasn’t for Harry he couldn't have imagined how he would have got through the last three years.

“Hey Harry, good to see you” Peter gives him a side hug.

“So how was your summer break?” he asked as they began to walk towards the science building.

“It was good. Mostly spent time at aunt May’s” he replied.

“That’s nice. I went to the Bahamas and man it was fucking awesome!”

“Yeah I saw your instagram Harry” Peter chuckled.

“So senior year it is huh?” Harry said, exhaling a puff of air.

“Yeah,” Peter hummed in agreement.

“Why do you sound so gloomy? Cheer up man this is our last year” Harry literally shook Peter by grabbing on his shoulders “and don’t worry we’ll find you someone to get laid” he added with a wink.

Heat rose up Peter's face “I didn’t say anything like that!”

“Yeah, yeah I know buddy” Harry grinned “see you in the cafeteria after classes” he and Peter parted ways to go to their respective classes.

Peter headed towards the biochemistry department climbing up the stairs. Upon finding his classroom he went inside and slumped down on a seat near the window. He pulled out his phone to check the time to find that there’s still a few minutes left for the class to begin. So he took out a notebook from his bag and got busy scribbling chemical formulas on it.

Soon after the classroom was filled with shuffling of feet and the soft thuds of bags being dropped on the desks. Everyone seemed to be thrilled to meet their friends after the holidays. The room buzzed with the chatters of students accompanied by occasional loud laughter.

Suddenly all the noise waned down to soft murmurs prompting Peter to look up his notebook as well and his gaze falls upon you standing at the doorway of the classroom. You were dressed in dark denims and a beige cable knit jumper, hair loose cascading down your shoulders. You looked inside the room filled with students curiously before making your way to the one empty seat right in front of Peter’s.

Peter doesn’t remember the last time he felt like this but his heart definitely skipped a beat just by one glance of you. A sudden rush of adrenaline coursed through his body. His muscles tensing as he felt his pupils dilating. Watching every movement of yours as you put down your books on the desk and sat down. The light and sweet smell of your perfume was intoxicating and he knew he was fucked. Never had he expected that on the first day of his senior year he would fall hard for someone.

After a few minutes the professor arrived and the class began as he went on to give his introduction followed by explaining the course for this semester. Throughout the class Peter was restless. He couldn’t give a damn to what the professor was saying ‘cause all his attention was on you. He wanted to know your name, where are you from because you don't seem to be from anywhere around here, what are you majoring in— he wanted to know it all.

The class ended after an hour which appeared to be the longest one hour for Peter. He watched you stand up from your seat, gather your things and walk out of the class without talking to anyone.

🎃

You recently moved from Chicago and are renting an apartment near the campus because all the dorms were full. That's what you told Emma Frost whom you befriended in your astrophysics class. A lovely and cheerful girl with icy blonde hair and striking blue eyes. She had walked up to you and introduced herself asking if you were new. To which you said yes and the rest is history. In moments you became friends it looked like you knew each other for years and did not just meet a few minutes ago.

Emma took it upon herself to give you a tour around the campus before leading you to the cafeteria where Harry and Peter were already seated at a corner table.

Peter saw you walk in laughing at whatever story Emma was telling you and boy he was mesmerized than he already was. Harry followed his gaze and found it to be fixed on you, a smirk growing on his face as he whispered.

“Stop staring like that you creep,”

“What? I'm not staring!” Peter whispered back.

“Yes you are” he snickered.

“No” Peter retorted but then his heartbeat quickened when he saw you making your way towards their table with Emma.

“Hey guys! Meet my new friend Y/N” she announced with her usual cheerful voice.

Y/N, Peter repeated to himself under his breath. Such a beautiful name just like you.

“And Y/N this is Harry Osborn” she said, directing at the blonde with cerulean blue eyes. He waves at you with a smile “and this is Peter Parker” your gaze shifts to the cute guy with a mop of curly brown hair sitting beside him who gives you a timid smile in return.

“Thank you for letting me join you guys” you said, taking a seat beside Emma.

“No worries, we are all friends over here” she said.

“So Y/N what are you majoring in?” Harry asked with genuine interest.

“I’m a physics major,” you answered happily.

“Wow well Mr. Parker over here is a physics major too. And trust me he is a genius who also got to intern at the Stark industries during high school” he said, patting a hand on Peter's shoulder proudly while Peter gives a strained smile not at all liking Harry exaggerating about him.

“Oh that's cool!” you said amused.

Just then another guy of short height dropped in and hit the back of Peter's head playfully “Sup dickwad!” Peter whispered a small ‘ow’ and looked up at him with a scowl on his face.

“Oh who's this gorgeous lady?” his gaze shifted towards you.

“Don’t even try Eugene,” Emma warned.

“What? Can I not know her name? And stop calling me that!” he scowled.

“Well isn't that your name Eugene?” Emma teased grinning particularly emphasizing on his name which made him roll his eyes while others laughed.

“It's Y/N, Y/N Salvatore” you said politely with a smile.

“Cool! Welcome to the ESU Y/N. and call me Flash” he said with a wink “so you guys coming to the kegger tonight right? Johnny said it’s gonna be dope”

“Yes!” Harry and Emma shouted unanimously.

“Uh...I don’t know if I should—” you said reluctantly.

“Oh you should. Our fraternity throws the best parties on campus” Flash insisted.

“Hey by the way, is Felicia coming?” Harry piped in.

“She’s not into you Harry. Let it go already” Emma taunted.

“Shut your mouth, frosty! As if you aren’t after Johnny Storm” he retorted as her cheeks turned pink flustered.

“Parker, maybe you should give this a pass since Brad will be there” Flash said with a grin to which Peter tensed up a little.

“Stop bugging him, Flash!” Emma threw a lettuce from her salad at him and he ducks away, chuckling.

“Who’s Brad?” you turned to Emma curiously.

“Oh he’s just a quarterback of the college football team” she said with a shrug.

“And the new boyfriend of MJ, Peter’s ex” Flash added and Peter wished he could somehow disappear from there. Because talking about first impressions in front of the girl you're completely whipped at first glance he is now some kind of a loser who is still moping about his ex— which he is not by the way as the breakup was completely mutual from both sides.

“Yes and my boy is already over her so shut it Flash!” Harry told him off.

“Ok man whatever you say?” Flash held up his hands in the air casually.

You continued to eat your lunch while talking about your interests, feeling already welcome in their group as Emma and Harry shared their own fun experiences they had for the past three years. Occasionally your eyes fleeting towards Peter who chose not to take part actively in the conversation instead stayed silent. At one moment you caught him stealing a glance at you but he was quick to look away embarrassed. After you left with Emma finishing your lunch Peter finally turns to Harry.

“What the hell were you trying to do a while ago?” he hissed at him.

“What? I was just helping my very single best friend to get the girl he fell in love at first sight”

“I didn't fall in love with her,” Peter grumbled.

Harry gasped pretending to be relieved “Oh thank god I really thought you were going to leave me for her” he chuckled as Peter shook his head.

🎃

The party was in full swing, take my breath was playing as the music blared from the boomboxes. After a lot of nagging from Emma you finally said yes to go to the party. She introduced you to a lot of new people from the university including the infamous Johnny Storm apparently on whom Emma had a crush. He was a tall, handsome blonde with greenish-blue eyes and a huge flirt as he did try to hit upon you before Emma dragged him away to dance with her.

Peter had no interest in coming to the party but as always Harry was adamant and dragged him to the frat house. Now he is standing at a corner with a red solo cup in hand half filled with some cheap beer as he watches Harry try his best to woo Felicia Hardy the cheerleading captain of the varsity football team.

You on the other hand have lost sight of Emma as you were looking for her in the crowd and saw Peter standing at a corner alone. You pushed your way through the crowd towards him. Peter suddenly felt all jittery when he saw you approaching him.

“Hey, you’re Peter right?!” you raised your voice so that he can hear you above the loud music.

“Yeah!” he replied, raising his voice too.

“Have you seen Emma?!” you asked him further.

“No!”

“Oh! I can’t find her either” you said and stood alongside each other in an awkward silence for a moment before Peter finally mustered up some courage.

“You wanna go outside?! It’s pretty loud in here!” he suggested, feeling a bit unsure still hoping you would agree.

“Yeah sure!”

Peter felt a slight relief and happily led you out of the frat house to the lawn.

“Oof it was so loud in there isn't it?” you let out a sigh of relief “I thought my head would blow up with all that noise”

“I know, right?” Peter agreed. Ever since he has gained his heightened senses Peter dreaded parties, the already loud music would be amplified for him a thousand times more. But he could never explain that to anyone.

The air was cold outside but the proximity he was standing next to you had him sweating out of nervousness as he took a large gulp of beer from the plastic cup in his hand.

“So what made you choose physics? Girls are not much interested in this particular field as far as I know” He asked, trying to break the ice.

It made you chuckle lightly. “Ah well I'm actually interested in the theoretical part mostly related to dark matter and stuff. What about you?”

“Well I'm more inclined to its applications. I like to build stuff specially after working under Mr. Stark it piqued my interest”

Your eyes went wide amused. “You worked with the Tony Stark?!”

“Yeah,” he said shyly, scratching the back of his neck.

“No way! Tell me more about it please!”

Peter felt he was some kind of superhero — which he already was but not everybody knows about it. And seeing the admiration for him in your eyes just boosted his confidence as he went on to talk about his experience of working under Tony, meeting the avengers while you listened to him with undivided attention.

You had almost lost track of time when you looked down at your watch “Sorry I’ve to leave now, it's quite late already”

“Yeah sure. I can walk you if you want,” he offered.

“Thank you but I live in an apartment off the campus” you said with a smile “listen if you don’t mind, can I’ve your number?”

Peter was somewhat taken aback in surprise “My number?”

“Yeah. You are the only one I know from the physics department so I thought you know maybe—”

“Yeah, yeah sure,” he said quickly. You smiled and handed him your phone as he eagerly typed in his number.

“I’ll text you” you said taking back your phone and walked out of the lawn.

Peter stood there with a boyish smile on his face. You’ll text him that whole thing made him feel giddy as if he was back to being a teenager in high school.

🎃

Getting back to your apartment you switched on the lights of the living room and you let out a startled gasp as you were met with a familiar face.

“Nice apartment you got yourself” she commented taking a light stroll around the room examining an antique vase kept on a shelf.

“What are you doing here?” you gritted under your teeth.

“Haww is that how you treat your best friend?” she feigned innocence.

“Best friend?! This is all your fault Rebecca!” you snapped out at her.

“Oh c'mon stop whining. You should be thankful because for me you’re now stronger and faster than any other creature in this world or else you would have been dying in some hospital bed with your pathetic sickle cell anemia” she gloated with her usual smugness.

“Dying would have been a much better option rather than living with this insatiable hunger. I've turned into a blood sucking monster!” you said with a tone of accusation.

When you were 10 your parents found out you are suffering from a rare genetic blood disease with no cure. It restricted you to stay indoors mostly as a small cut will become fatal for you which began to hamper with your career prospects as well.

You were desperate to get rid of this condition and then one day Rebecca persuaded you to volunteer as a test subject to Dr. Morbius’ experiment to find a cure for rare blood diseases which led to you gaining your vampire abilities along with immense bloodlust and since then you’ve blamed her for your miserable condition.

“And now when I’m trying to live a normal life you want to ruin that too” you added.

“The HYDRA is still after us Y/N and I’m just looking out for you” her tone softened as she placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

“Yeah by killing people that’s very thoughtful of you” you deadpanned.

“Hey as per our pact with Morbius we are supposed to feed on people who are guilty of some crime and moreover I haven't killed anyone those were the rogue vampires HYDRA created”

“But still you can’t continue feeding on humans anymore Becca.” you said “There’s already rumors going around and people are getting suspicious”

“By people you mean to say the nerdy dude in your class with spider powers right?”

“No”

“You really think he’s gonna be there for you after knowing the truth?” she said with disdain in her voice.

“Don’t try to make this about me” you snapped.

“We both know Y/N the closest you ever could get to humanity is ripping open that vein and feed on it” she whispered into your ear darkly.

“That will never happen”

“We will see” a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. You blinked and she was gone, disappearing into thin air.

This is the third time you have moved across cities and honestly you're tired of running for your life. After Dr. Morbius refused to hand over the serum of vampirism to the HYDRA by destroying the last of the vials they have been trying to replicate it and combine it with the super soldier serum with no success. Most of their test subjects end up dying due to non compatibility or lack half of the abilities you or Rebecca possessed. Moreover, their physical appearances change from human to more bat-like.

That is why they want to capture both of you and extract the serum from your blood. For the last three years you have managed to escape them with the help of Dr. Morbius due to his vast connections in the science community helping you change colleges without any hassle but you don’t know how long this setup is going to work.

Tired, you went to your room and sat on your bed exhaling deeply. You unlocked your phone and saw Peter’s name in your contacts. You hover your finger over it thinking if you should text him or not but eventually end up texting him.

Y : Hey it's Y/N

He replied instantly.

P : Hi

Y : Do I need to prepare anything for tomorrow's class? A head start would be really nice. Want to make a good impression hehe

P : Don’t worry you're good

Y : Oh ok thanks

Y : See you tomorrow in class then. goodnight :)

Should he add a heart emoji with his reply? he thought. No, no you might think how desperate he is so he settled in keeping it simple.

P : goodnight :)

🎃

And all of a sudden life wasn’t as boring as it used to be for Peter. He found the utmost joy to help you through the curriculum and share notes. He now looks forward to attending classes to spend some time with you, to see you laugh at his silly science puns or just to look at your beautiful face.

Weeks go by just like that with stolen glances and subtle touches as you enjoy each other's company. The tension was evident between you two but none of you could muster up the courage to say it out loud.

“So how’s it going on with Y/N?” Harry asked one day as he and Peter walked back to their dorms.

“It’s going fine, we have been talking after classes,” Peter replied with an impish glee, scratching the back of his head.

“Talking?” Harry gave him an incredulous look totally disappointed with his best friend “dude you should be done with second base by now”

“Relax we are just taking things slow that’s it” Peter huffed, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah sure until she gets bored and finds someone new” he quipped, making Peter stop in his tracks and give him an unamused look “don’t look at me like that. Girls always expect guys to make the first move” Harry added and Peter hung his head low with a sigh.

“I don’t know man, she is a bit closed and reserved. I don’t even know whether she likes me or not”

“Even better reason to spend time with her” Harry pointed out “Bro trust me I’ve seen the way she looks at you don’t mess this one up or else I’ll be the only option left for you” Harry joked puckering his lips.

“Fuck off dude!” Peter shoved him with his elbow playfully.

Later at night Peter was lying on his bed after returning from his night patrol thinking about what Harry told him earlier during the day. And he was right.

He likes you and all the time you have spent together he is this much sure that you like him too at least that’s what he hopes. So he finally decides that tomorrow is going to take the brave step and ask you out. And with that thought he closes his eyes, drifting off to sleep instantly.

A flutter of wind blew by after sometime as you appeared in Peter’s room. You would be lying if you said you knew why you were there yet every night you find yourself in his room. Peter was somewhat peacefully asleep and you wondered what he was dreaming about. A shaft of moonlight, beaming through the curtain illuminated the room dimly.

You remember the night you met for the first time in the dark alley two months ago. Rebecca had pulled you out of your bed at some ungodly hour because she had to feed. You never fed on humans but accompanied her to clear up her mess so that no evidence is left that might blow your cover.

“C’mon now Y/N I know how much you want this. Just have a taste” she lured you, retracting her fangs from the neck of the woman who was barely conscious under your compulsion.

“Stop fooling around and get done with it already!” you said with slight irritation in your voice.

“Well suit yourself” she shrugged and went to sink her teeth again.

That's when Peter interrupted after he saw the woman being forcefully held hostage by you both.

“Hey let her go!” he yelled as you both turned around letting out a snarl. Though you couldn’t see his face behind the mask, you were sure he was shocked to his bones.

Peter couldn’t believe his eyes. In his short span of life he was bitten by a radioactive spider, met super soldiers, assassins, sorcerers, fought aliens but vampires? Is that even possible? He didn’t have much time to ponder about it because he needs to save the lady first. But before he could do anything you vamp speeded and grabbed his throat slamming him against the wall.

“Please let her go, she is innocent” he said calmly.

It was something about his voice that was so calm and soothing as if he was directly talking to the part of you which was still human. Even though his own life was in danger he was thinking about saving the woman first. Then you did the unexpected.

Reaching out your hand you pulled the mask off his face. And swear to god you’d never expected such a handsome face underneath. Your eyes trailed across soft yet firm features. His warm honey brown eyes, slightly crooked nose, that one unruly eyebrow with light freckles dusting his cheeks and nose. His brown curls fluffy and messy due to the mask falling over his face.

“I don’t know what you are but you don’t have to do this” he said softly. He wasn’t fighting you as if he knew you aren’t going to hurt him or anyone willingly.

Your expression softened “Don’t worry we won’t harm her or you” you said loosening your grip around his throat “Just look at me”

You hate to do this, you don’t want him to forget about this night but you also don’t want him to remember this monstrous side of yours. You stared into his eyes with great intensity. Your pupils dilated as Peter looks at you mesmerized.

“You are going to forget about all of this. You found this woman intoxicated in your night patrol and helped her get home safely that's all you will remember”

Peter nodded and put on his mask as you and Rebecca disappeared from there. That night you returned falling head over heels for a beautiful stranger whom might never meet again. But then you saw him in your biochemistry class and you knew you were meant to cross paths for a reason. Be it coincidence or some twisted fate he was the anchor to your humanity.

With this undying thirst you’re one step away from giving in and turning into the monster you’ve trying to suppress. You were a lost soul, broken beyond repair until you met him. He is your safe haven that makes you feel alive again.

You studied his sleeping face as you reached out a hand. How many times you had wished to grab his face and kiss him but couldn’t. Peter stirred in his sleep as you pulled back your hand to snap yourself out of those thoughts and reluctantly disappeared from his room.

🎃

Last week Dr. Kissick partnered you with Peter for a project and both of you were thrilled to be working together. You had to centrifuge a few samples today. Peter prepared the solutions quickly and handed them to you so that you could pipette them out. Your hand touched his for a moment and being the nervous wreck he was, the beaker slipped out of his hand and fell on the floor shattering into pieces.

“Oh shit! It’s my fault” he crouched down quickly and started picking up the glass pieces when a particular sharp piece pierced his skin forming a big cut across his palm as blood gushed out from it.

“Fuck!” he muttered under his breath.

“Are you ok?” you kneeled down worried and the sight of blood made you squeamish. You quickly turned to look away but the sweet scent of his blood, wafting through your nostrils made your mouth run dry. Your eyes grow wide in euphoric pleasure at the coppery taste. The taste of blood. You could hear people’s hearts beating louder. Their blood pumping through their veins, hunger starting to take over you slowly.

“Sorry... I've hemophobia here... take this” you stuttered as you handed over your napkin shakily.

“Hey your eyes,” Peter's brows drew together as your eyes appeared darker than usual to him. You quickly turned your face again and blinked your eyes to make the veins disappear.

“What’s with my eyes?” you asked, pretending to be clueless.

“They…. looked different” he told with a look of confusion.

“They’re perfectly fine. Here let me tie that for you” you took his hand in yours and tied your napkin securing his wound.

“You should get it cleaned and bandaged. We can carry on with this tomorrow”

Now how does he say to you that due to his super healing he has already started to heal and maybe the cut has already disappeared by now but he nods instead.

“Um, so ah, do you wanna, uh… I don’t know um…” Peter fumbled.

“Wanna what?”

“I don’t know maybe just uh..” he paused “we could at least work on the theoretical portion of the experiment”

“Yeah sure” you said quickly.

“Ok… so where do—” he was fiddling with his hands nervously.

“My place at six” you answered before he could finish his question.

🎃

Hearing the doorbell you rushed to open the door though you had sensed the moment he stepped in the building. Peter stood there in one of his checked flannel shirts that he used to wear over his science pun t-shirts. A soft smile etched on his lips as he gave you a small “Hey”

“Hi… come in” you said breathily and stepped aside to let him in. “Sorry it's a little messy”

“What? If this is messy you should drop by our dorm sometime” he chuckled looking around your apartment. It was cozy with minimal decoration and had two bedrooms with a kitchen though one of the bedrooms is locked he noticed. “So you live alone?”

“Yeah for now. I'm looking for a roommate though” you said “Please sit down and make yourself comfortable”

He sat down on the couch keeping his backpack on the side.

“By the way how is your hand?” you asked.

“Oh it’s fine I told you it was a minor scratch see?” He showed you his palm which had a very faint line of the cut “All healed.”

“That's good. So I had already started off a little bit with the data we had collected earlier in class. I think we should just directly get into it” you proposed.

“Yeah sure” he nodded.

You set down your notebooks on the coffee table and sat down beside him. You began brainstorming ideas to incorporate in your project as you simultaneously took notes. Peter watched you scribble in the notebook completely focused with your brows drawn together. A stray strand of hair falling in front of your face as Peter resisted the urge to reach out his hand and brush it off.

He finally takes in your appearance. You were more casually dressed in a plain t-shirt and sweat shorts exposing a good amount of your legs up to your thighs. Perversely Peter wanted to run his hands across them and feel your soft skin but he had to shake those thoughts off. It’s a rush of dopamine, serotonins, oxytocin and endorphins which makes it hard for him to think straight around you. He just wants to kiss you, hold you close and feel every inch of you. You had a certain kind of hold over his mind and body that he cannot explain.

Peter falls silent, lost in his own thoughts which makes you finally look up at him to find his gaze fixed on you.

“What? What is it?” your hand reached up to your face.

“Huh?” he blinked, owlishly shaken out of his daze.

“Is something there on my face?” you asked.

Peter had no idea what came over him as he leaned over pressing his lips on yours then to pull back quickly as you sat there frozen with wide eyes being caught off guard.

“I'm so sorry, so sorry I didn't mean to do that. I don't know what came into me. It's just you are so pretty and I kinda like you, like a lot actually since the first day we met. And I can't stop thinking about you” he rambled before pausing as he realized how inappropriate it sounded “wait that's not what I meant”

“Peter” you touched his face gently, pressing your lips on his lips for a long chaste kiss “I like you too” and now it was his turn to be surprised.

Peter had always imagined this particular moment in his head a number of times. Of how he would confess his feelings to you hoping you’d tell him that you felt the same way for him too. He’d then kiss you so passionately leaving you breathless. He would show you how much he loved you. But now that you finally said what he wanted to hear he feels paralysed thinking this might be a dream after all. But the feeling of your warm hand still resting on his face tells him otherwise.

“You do?” he asked, still in disbelief.

“Mmhm” you nodded “I have always liked you Peter since the day we met but then I heard about Gwen and MJ so I thought you weren't interested in a relationship or me”

Peter scooted closer to you and cupped your face with his large calloused palms.

“God no. Y/N, you don't know you make me feel things” his soft brown eyes gazing into yours “I don’t know what it is but I always felt some kind of connection with you even if you weren’t around me I could feel you. And I’ve never felt like this with anyone before. I love you Y/N. I-I”

You didn’t even let him finish as your hand winded around the back of his neck and pulled him closer crashing your lips into his. His one hand cradles the side of your face while the other slides down to your waist, pulling you on his lap as you sit astride. Your fingers thread through his brown curls as you kiss him deeply. His tongue traced your lips and you moaned quietly letting it slip past your lips to explore your mouth.

Peter’s grip on your waist grew tighter as you grind your hips harder, feeling him grow under you. Arousal pools between your legs, the rough texture of denim jeans rubbing against your core through your thin shorts felt exquisite. His lips trails down your jaw and collarbone. You tilted your head back further, his hot mouth against your skin made goosebumps rise on your body.

Your head dropped in the crook of his neck when he nipped at the pulse point behind your ear. You were slowly losing control over yourself. You could feel the blood under his warm pale skin...pulsating, flowing. The carotid artery...right there. If you puncture it just right, you can control the blood flow. Takes practice, but it doesn't have to make a mess. You don't have to waste any. One sink of your teeth in it and you could have a taste of that sweet elixir. You were quick to shake yourself from those thoughts and gently nibbled on his skin.

Peter groaned, simply not able to get enough of you. His hands wander all over your body as he continues kissing down your neck. You softly moan his name and God was that sound better than he dreamed. There is so much more he wants to do to you but he knows he must go slow, he wants to savor each and every moment engraving in his memory.

After the hot frenzied kiss, your kisses turned slow, soft and sweet. You wanted to feel more of him as you rolled your hips moaning softly.

“Y/N if you continue doing this I don’t think I could hold back anymore” Peter murmured against your lips breathless.

“And I don't want you to hold back,” you said with hooded eyes, equally breathless.

“Fuck” he rasped, lifting you off the couch effortlessly. You wrapped your legs around him as he carried you to your bedroom.

You wake up the next morning staring up at the ceiling of your bedroom. You glance over to your side and there he is looking ethereal as the sunlight streams through the small opening of the curtains falling over his face. Peter looked so calm that you could watch him all day. His usually well-kept brown locks were a mess. His mouth is slightly parted as he lets out soft snores. He’s laying on his stomach with one hand snuck underneath the pillow, the other lazily wrapped around you.

The feeling of his warm skin against yours brings back all the memories of last night. It was slow, soft and sweet. From beginning to end. You’d imagine it a lot of times in your head but it turned out to be much better than your imagination. He was slow and gentle, taking his sweet time knowing you and your body. His lips explored your body as your hands explored his.

You try to remember how he felt, how he held you close as if you were the most fragile thing in the world. It sent tingles all over your body as you tried to remember it all but that one moment of pure bliss. You remember gazing into his eyes while he was deep inside you. And the only thing you saw was pure love and adoration he had for you. Your moans and whimpers were music to his ears as he drew pleasure out of your body. His own grunts and low hums filling the room as you fell into his arms finally exhausted.

“I love you” he whispered.

“I love you too” you had whispered him back drifting off to sleep.

It was something you’ve never experienced before. Something you never thought you would experience.

After sometime you watch him stir in his sleep and flutter his eyes open, a smile instantly spreading across his face.

“Hi” he said in his deep morning voice

“Hi” you said, smiling back at him.

“You look even more beautiful in the morning” he said gently tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear.

“Shut up” you blushed “we need to get up or we will be late for our classes today”

“I don’t wanna go,” he said, wrapping his hands around pulling you closer “this is better. Let’s stay like this all day”

“Not happening mister you’ve to finish the project the deadline is this week” you reminded him. He lets out a small huff in protest nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. You stayed like that for a while soaking in the moment before getting ready for your classes.

Later in the day you were sitting at the cafeteria with Emma as Flash went on and on about. Peter leaned down to place a light peck on your lips as you scooted aside to make space for him.

“You finally grew some balls Parker!” Flash pats his back with a grin.

“You guys knew?” You asked them a little surprised

“Hate to break it to you honey” Emma said “but you guys weren't quite subtle”

“You should have seen the morning glow on his face today” Harry grinned widely “you finally stole my boyfriend Y/N”

You and Peter looked away shyly feeling your face heat up.

“Well we are happy for both of you at least we don't have to listen to Peter moping about how much he likes you” Emma snickered before changing the topic “Okay now let's talk about the most important matter on hand that is this week’s Halloween party. So who are we dressing up as this year?”

“Witches and warlocks,” Flash said.

“We already did that”

“How about vampires? We can go dressed as the characters from the movie buffy the vampire slayer” Harry suggested.

“Not bad idea” Emma perked up “You know I was always curious to know how it feels to be a vampire in the living world and controlling your bloodlust”

“Oh you wouldn't want to know that” you mumbled under your breath sarcastically but Emma caught it.

“Huh you said something?”

“No, nothing. I think it's a great idea we should totally go as vampires”

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If Peter knew what he was going up against he would have considered calling for backup but it's too late now. Earlier during his night patrol Peter saw one man seizing a guy as another man punched him in his guts. He was quick to intervene, webbing the three muggers as the guy who was getting beaten up ran away as soon as he got the chance.

But Peter didn’t expect that was coming next as he saw the two men in front of him ripped away his webbing as they let out an animalistic growl baring their teeth. Their canines are ridiculously long and sharp along with their inhuman reflexes. He is so baffled by it that he didn’t see the fist being hurled straight to his face hitting squarely at his nose.

He falls flat head hitting the rough ground as blood rushes out of his nose. Those men assumed he was unconscious as they talked in low whispers when another man arrived informing “We couldn't find Y/N Salvatore”

They were looking for you but why were they looking for you? And what do they have to do with you? As these questions revolved in his head Peter decided to swing by your apartment at this hour in the night. He doesn’t care if has to reveal his identity to you which he has been meaning to tell you for a while now but he needs to make sure you are safe first. He laid there without moving a muscle until they left.

He hangs down your window to find your room empty. The lights were off too. You were not at home which he found strange since it was so late at night. And then something caught his eyes. As if someone was moving in the living room.

Peter slid up the window and stepped inside your apartment. He took off his mask and tiptoed to the living room but there was no one then he noticed the door of your spare bedroom open. He walked inside cautiously to find a huge freezer stacked with blood bags of different blood groups. He picks up one bag as he wracked his brain wondering what are you storing blood bags for.

“Hello bug-boy”

Peter is startled by Rebecca's voice as he drops the blood bag and turns around to find her smiling at him crookedly.

“You are not Y/N. Who are you and what are you doing in her apartment?”

Peter was about to press his web shooters on his wrists but before he could do that Rebecca vamp speeded her way and grabbed him by his throat and slammed him against the wall.

“Wha-what are you?” Peter’s words came out choked.

“Ah those same old questions, who are you? What are you? Why are you doing this?” she scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically

“Well you see I'm a vampire and so does your precious Y/N. We’re the predatory species. We enjoy the hunt, the feed and the kill. And when the guilt gets too bad... we switch off our humanity and revel in it”

"What?" none of it registered with Peter as he looked at her even more confused. He grabbed on her hand to loosen her iron like grip but it was all in vain as she grinned baring her sharp white fangs.

“I’ve never tasted a spider’s blood, it would be fun you know” she licked the side of his face and was about to puncture his skin with her teeth. Just then you burst into your apartment your eyes going wide in shock at the scene in front of you.

“Rebecca!” You yelled vamp speeding towards her and snapped her neck. Her limp body collapsed on the floor with a thud as you ran your hands all over Peter’s body to make sure he was unharmed.

“Oh my god Peter, are you ok?”

“Y/N! What-what did you do?!” He was visibly panicking.

“Peter, she will be fine, just relax ok?”

“Relax? You-you just snapped her neck Y/N how can I relax? And-and how did you move so fast. And why are you storing blood bags?!” he rambled.

You took a deep breath realizing that it's time you told everything to him “Peter, we need to talk. Can we just sit down please?”

“No Y/N. First I need to know what's going on? Who is this woman?”

“She's my friend and whatever you saw and heard everything is true”

“What do you mean?”

“Peter, everything you know… and every belief you have is about to change. Are you ready for that? I’m not what I appear”

His eyebrows draw together in a frown “What are you saying? I don’t understand a thing”

“You will,” you said softly. Your eyes grew darker as dark veins appeared across your face. Your lips parted revealing a set of long, sharp fangs. Peter’s eyes almost popped out of his sockets in shock and disbelief.

“I can't believe this. This is impossible”

“This is what it is,” you said calmly.

“How? When?”

You both sat down on the couch. Peter listened to you patiently as you told him each and everything without leaving any minute detail. After knowing everything you had expected him to be angry with you for lying to him but he did the complete opposite.

“I’m sorry you had to go through all of this” he said, placing his hand over yours gently.

“It’s ok I’ve made peace with this life a longtime ago”

“So all those dead bodies?”

“It wasn't us, I swear we don’t kill people. Those were the new vampires the HYDRA created but due to their faulty serum they turn into savages and lose control over themselves killing anyone on sight”

All of a sudden Peter starts laughing and you look at him confused.

“What? Why are you laughing?”

“Nothing it’s just funny how I had pictured in my mind about you reacting to me showing up in my spiderman suit and I would have to make you understand but instead you’re the one who surprised me”

“That’s natural, it’s not everyday you get to see a living vampire” you snickered “Plus I knew who you were from the beginning”

“You knew I was spiderman?! How?” and yet another surprise for him.

“Well it wasn’t at the university you first saw me. We’ve met before but I compelled you to forget” you winced a little.

“Compel? You mean hypnotize?”

“Yeah, sort of. Just look into my eyes ok?” Peter nodded looking straight into your eyes and watched your pupils dilate “remember” you uttered.

It felt like a heavy fog was lifted from a part of his memories as everything started coming back again. It was the night he helped that woman in the alley who couldn’t remember how she got there in the first place. He remembers seeing Rebecca with her arm wrapped around the woman’s neck as she sank her pointed teeth on her neck then he interrupted you as you grabbed him by his throat and slammed on the wall.

“I'm sorry I hid it from you and erased your memories. I understand if you don't want to be in this relationship anymore and want to break up” you mumbled glancing at your hands on your lap.

Peter shushes you, placing a finger on your lips “You talk too much you know that?”

“But Peter?”

“I don't care if you are a human or a vampire. I mean look at me I’m a kind of mutant myself.” he cradles your face with his hands “I loved you for the person you are Y/N and nothing is going to stop me from loving you any more”

“Thank you Peter” you sniffled kissing him softly.

“I could have given you my blood to cure your wounds but you already have super healing” you said.

“Your blood can cure wounds?!” he raises his eyebrows amused.

“Yeah and also turn into a vampire if you die with it in your system” you shrugged.

🎃

“As long as I keep a healthy diet and blood in my system...my body functions pretty normal”

You wished you had rather compelled Peter to forget everything again because his curiosity knew no bounds as he badgers you with hundreds of questions.

“But how can you walk in the sun?” he asked as you walked down the sidewalk out of your apartment.

“I'm a mutated human with vampirism not a vampire from twilight or any other American tv show Peter” you said entering a bodega across the street. Last night you hadn’t much to eat after all the chaos and now you were starving. You picked up garlic bread from the rack and ripped the wrapper open to eat.

“Aren’t vampires not supposed to eat garlic?” Peter pointed out while he picked up a packet of doritos and mint flavored gum for himself.

“If I have to give up eating garlic bread I would rather prefer to put a stake through my heart myself instead” you joked.

“So garlic isn't deadly for you?”

“No Peter and neither is holy water nor vervain”

You walked to the counter as Peter paid his bill.

“Miss you need to pay for that too” the man behind the counter told you pointing at the half eaten bread in your hand.

“Watch this” you gave a sly wink to Peter.

“I’m not going to pay for this, instead you’ll be giving me another one for free,” you said, staring deeply into the man’s eyes as he nodded and handed you another packet.

“Thank you” you said sweetly and walked out of the store with Peter behind you.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” he said warily.

“What? He willingly gave this to me” you laughed “C’mon bug boy let’s see who reaches at the top first” you said pointing at the tall building ahead of you.

“Y/N wait” he whisper yelled looking around nervously to check if anyone was around and then cast a web to swing up the building.

“Too slow” you teased standing at the top of the building.

“Well not everybody can alter minds if they are caught jumping across buildings by people” he grimaced.

“Yeah that’s true” you sat on the edge of the building with Peter to finish eating.

“Ok last question. Hypothetically speaking if you were to have a child will it be part vampire?”

“Mhmm” you shook your head “vampires can’t procreate but you’d love to try” you winked mischievously. You swallowed the last bite and stood up, spreading your arms wide diving off the terrace into a free fall. “See you in class!”

“Y/N no!” Peter shrieked before heaving a sigh of relief when you landed on your feet unharmed.

After telling the truth to Peter you were feeling a lot lighter. It unleashed the carefree side of yours where you don’t have to hide anything, not at least around him. For the first time you are actually enjoying your powers.

Later in class you reached out for your water bottle to have your hourly fill as prof Ballinger went on with his lecture. You took a sip and instantly spit it back inside the bottle due to the weird taste.

“Pomegranate juice?” you frowned partly annoyed partly worried because you need to feed unless you want to turn into a blood sucking rage monster in the middle of the classroom.

Peter was sitting beside you as he sensed your restlessness and then noticed dark veins appearing below your eyes.

“Y/N your eyes” he whispered “is everything ok?”

“No I’m hungry”

“I have a granola bar if you want” he offered as you fixed him with a are you being serious? look and Peter was quick to realize what you actually meant by being hungry.

“It's ok Y/N you don't have to be upset” he said sympathetically not knowing what he should be doing exactly to help you.

“I'm not sad! I'm just freaking hungry!” you hissed at him.

“Ok, ok calm down” he said when an idea struck his mind as he brought his wrist near your mouth “you can—”

Your eyes grew wide realizing what Peter was suggesting.

“No Peter no. I’m not feeding on you or anyone. I just need to get out of here as soon as possible”

There were fifteen minutes left for the class to end and every minute felt like eons. As soon as the lecture ended you sprinted out of the classroom with Peter running behind you. You ran to the backside of the university so that nobody would see you leaving in that state.

“Shall I come with you?” Peter said worriedly.

“No it's fine you can go back”

And as you were about to jump across the boundary wall you heard Rebecca.

“Looking for this?”

You turned around to see her standing with a wide grin on her face and a blood bag in her hand.

“You!” you growled and went to snatch it from her “Give that to me!”

“Ah ah not so fast” she laughed enjoying your misery “You’re really stubborn. You’d die out of thirst but would never feed”

“Why are you doing this to me?!”

“Bitch you snapped my neck last night!” she snapped at you angrily.

“You were going to kill Peter!” you snapped back at her.

“No I wasn’t. I just wanted to have a little taste. He looks sooo yummy. ugh! How do you even control yourself around him?”

“Stay away from him this is the last time I’m warning you” you glared at her.

“Okay. Don’t have to get all possessive he’s not even my type”

“Well I’m glad to hear that now give me that. Now give me that!” you snatched the blood bag.

“The HYDRA are closing in” she said with a serious tone “They know our location it’s better we leave this place”

“I’m not going anywhere”

“What? Are you out of your mind?!”

“No Becca. I had enough of this constantly hiding and running away”

“Do whatever you want but I'm getting out of here”

“Yeah do what you're best at running away and hiding but I ain't leaving” you chided “C'mon Peter”

You turned on your heels and strided back to the college building. But Peter wasn’t quite done yet as he turned to Rebecca.

“How can you be so arrogant and glib after everything you've done?” he said crossing his arms across his chest.

“And how can you be so brave and stupid calling a vampire arrogant and glib?” she quipped, narrowing her eyes.

Peter’s brows draw in a frown slightly offended “If you'd wanted me dead I'd be dead”

“Yes I would”

“But I'm not”

“Yet” she sassed as Peter raised his eyebrows stunned.

“God knows what she sees in you” she muttered walking past him giving him a sidelong glance and then disappeared.

🎃

It was the night of Halloween. You made your way to the frat house to find Peter waiting outside for you outside as angel from buffy the vampire slayer in all black t-shirt and jeans with a leather jacket totally not his style, pretty sure Harry helped him but he looked good.

“You would make a really cute vampire” you approached him with a cheeky grin.

“Haha very funny” he scowled. You were dressed as Drusela in a red gothic maxi dress with a macabre choker but then Peter noticed something missing in your costume “where are your fangs Dru?” he teased.

“Sweetie, why would I wear those fake plastic fangs when I got the real ones?” you grinned as Peter gave an amused look when your fangs lengthened out.

Streets was playing when you stepped inside the house. The music thuds out through the open doors, as well as streaks of neon red light and artificial smoke.

You spot Harry and Emma near the kitchen filling up their red solo cups with the spiked red punch. As decided, Harry was dressed as Spike and Emma as Darla.

“Finally you showed up! We were waiting for you guys” she said, handing you and Peter a glass. Your fangs did not miss her keen eyes “wow those fangs look so real”

“Yeah got them on ebay this was the last piece” you lied as Peter stifled a grin.

“Cool! Ok Let’s dance now” she dragged you both to the dance floor. Though you know the real reason for her over enthusiasm was Johnny Storm. Harry spots Felicia in a sexy black catsuit and beelines his way towards her to try out his luck.

After sometime the speakers switch to something slower and sexier, with a playful, insistent beat.

Love chained by cannons playing

Tell me, baby, things will never change Yet I know the truth, honey, nothing stays the same I can feel you pulsing through my veins Just wrap me up, I'm going down in love chained

Peter pulled you into his arms, putting your hands around his neck and his large, warm hands on my hips. He easily pulls you into a rhythm. It was kind of surprising to see his confident side, him taking control and honestly you were loving it.

“I like your fangs,” Peter tells you gazing into your eyes.

“Really?” you raised your brows.

“Yeah they make you look even more sexy”

“Hmm I think someone here has a bite kink” your lips curl to a smirk.

“And I’ve no shame in admitting that” he said in a husky voice. His grip tightening around your waist as he pulls you impossibly closer to his body.

Baby, it's true Send all your love to me I dream a dream for me

You dance for hours completely wrapped up in each other, tireless as you don't want this moment to end. Your eyes wander around the room.

Emma and Johnny are still dancing, though Emma seems tipsy so it looks more like swaying, with Johnny half holding her up. Felicia and Harry have disappeared and you perfectly know where. Flash is passed out on the couch with other half-drunk students. Slowly the party winded up as everyone started to head back to their dorms.

“I think I’ll head out, too,” you said to Peter.

“Can I at least walk you out of the campus?” he asked as you gave him a small nod, smiling.

The night air was crisp and windless. Only a few lights shine out from the buildings and dorms on campus. A blanket of stars overhead glitter in the dense night sky.

“I enjoyed tonight” Peter said, lacing his hand with yours as you walked side by side.

You glanced up at him smiling “yeah me too. Felt like a normal human after a long time”

“Text me when you reach home,” Peter said reaching at the campus gates.

“I will” you nodded and parted with a kiss.

You walked down the street and turned towards your neighborhood. And a sudden paranoia hits you, your skin feeling prickly. Maybe it’s just the alcohol, but you think you heard footsteps behind you. They seem a little too quick, like the person is trying to catch up to you.

Pausing at a corner, you sneaked a glance over your shoulder and saw the outline of a tall, broad man about a hundred yards back. He’s wearing a sweatshirt, hands stuffed in the pockets and hood pulled up. You picked up your pace and decided to take a detour to get them off your back. But later you got the idea to catch your stalker instead. So you hid in a narrow alley and as the man became visible you grabbed him from the back.

“You really think you’re way too smart. That I won’t know about you following me” you gritted under your teeth winding your arm around his neck in a headlock.

He clawed on your hands trying to get himself free but you were stronger and faster than him anyways.

“They are here to catch you. You can’t run anymore” he choked out.

“Who?” you barked and then you felt something prick on the side of your neck.

A sudden sharp wave of pain ripples through your body and you drop on the gravelly road. The sedative started to show it’s effect making you feel light headed as the world around you started to fade into darkness. Your eyes felt heavy, vision going hazy as you caught a glimpse of your attacker before you fell unconscious. HYDRA.

🎃

Peter found it strange when you didn’t text back last night but he brushed it off thinking you must have been tired and had fallen asleep as soon as you reached home. But today when you didn’t show up for classes that’s what got Peter worried.

He was about to go to Emma after classes to see if she knew something when he met her in the hallway.

“Hey, have you seen Y/N?” Emma asked.

“I was going to ask you the same question”

“You don’t know where she is?” she gave him a confused look.

“No, I've been trying her phone since last night but it’s going straight to her voicemail” he replied.

“That’s strange” Emma chewed on her bottom lip with a frown.

Peter was literally worried for you now when he remembered you telling him about how HYDRA is after you and then Rebecca had also come to warn you the other day. As things started to add up Peter panicked.

“I gotta go,” he said hurriedly.

“Where?”

“I need to find Y/N” he already turned to leave.

“Shall I come?” Emma shouted.

“No, it's fine. I'll let you know when I find her” Peter ran out of the university.

Peter was panting heavily given how fast he ran to reach your apartment; he twisted the doorknob to find it locked. Without wasting a second he broke the lock giving it a hard twist using his strength and entered your apartment to find it empty.

By the look at the surroundings everything appears to be untouched hinting that you did not return home last night. The little hairs on his body stood up telling him someone is there in the apartment.

“I know you're here Rebecca,” Peter said with a serious tone.

“You're getting smart huh” Rebecca appeared from behind the drapes and this time Peter was quick to pin her to the adjacent wall with a firm grip around her neck.

“What did you do? Where is Y/N?!” he growled at her anger flashing in his eyes.

“Woah calm down I didn’t do anything it was the HYDRA. They took her” she squeaked out wrapping her hands around his arm as she struggled to get out of his hold “let me go Peter!”

“Not unless you tell me where they took her!”

“It's an isolated building in the tri state area” she choked out an answer as Peter let her go. She gasped holding her neck “next time you do that I'm going to rip your neck apart” she threatened glowering at him.

“I’m sorry” Peter said calming down “we need to save her Rebecca they will kill her and I can’t do this without your help”

“I'll help” she said softly surprising Peter who wasn’t expecting her to agreeing on helping him “I know she blames me for everything which is true but she is my best friend and I'm not gonna let her die whatever it takes”

“Thank you” Peter said.

🎃

It was almost midnight when they reached the abandoned area not a single soul could be seen around. Peter and Rebecca stood on top of a building adjacent to the warehouse you were held captive.

“Isn't this nice? Working as a team to save the love of your life. It's all so ra ra go team yeah!” Rebecca joked, quite confident about saving you though Peter didn’t find it funny.

“Can you just shut up and focus on the task?!” Peter hissed at her with a scowl on his face and activated his iron spider suit.

“Ok dude chill” she rolled her eyes and looked down at the entrance of the building.

“So what are we just gonna storm into the building without any backup?” he remarked.

“Who needs backup when you've me? I'll distract them while you get in and bring her out” she said before jumping from the terrace and landing in front of the building.

“Woo hoo anybody home? There's a big bad vampire out here” she mockingly called out in her sweet voice meanwhile Peter had the urge to face palm seeing her over dramatic antics.

And in the blink of an eye she was surrounded by a bunch of newly turned vampires as they pounced on her with their exposed fangs. Rebecca dodged them off swiftly and caught hold of one wrapping her arm around his neck in a chokehold.

“You newbies really think you can win against me?” she snarled fangs protruding as she tore down his throat drinking deeply and tossed his lifeless body away. Peter was stunned to watch the brutality with which she continued to snap their necks and rip their hearts out of their body with no hint of regret or remorse in her eyes.

“What, are you waiting for some formal invitation?!” she shouted at Peter with mouth smeared with blood. Peter shook himself back to reality and swung inside the building.

Meanwhile you slowly started to regain your consciousness, fluttering your eyes open. The first thing you noticed was the excruciating pain on your right arm. A tube was inserted in your vein as blood flowed out steadily. Your hands and legs were restrained to a chair with thick straps.

You looked around the place you were being held captive in what looked like a basement of some old warehouse. You had to get out of here before anyone came. You tugged and pulled on the restraints but it was of no use as you were too weak and needed blood.

“Look who’s finally awake?” a voice echoed through the room. You stopped whatever you were doing and sat still. You weren’t afraid as the man stepped inside the room. He’s slim, pale and dressed in formals with a lab coat over it. Behind him were two other bulky and tall men who appeared to be clearly injected with the supersoldier serum mixed with the vampire serum.

You recognized the man instantly “Crown?!”

He clicked his tongue, smiling wickedly “Ah so you still remember me good to know”

“Why am I here?! What do you want?!” you demanded.

“That I’ve always wanted. The key to vampirism. Morbius thought if he destroys all his works I won’t be able to get my hands on the serum. But he forgot that I can extract it from the blood of his little test subjects. You’re perfect... retaining all your human characteristics even after the mutation” his eyes sparkling in admiration as if you’re a prized possession.

“Release me and I’ll show you what else I’ve retained” you snarled at him.

Dr. Crown lets out a humorless laugh “even if I release you you are too weak to do anything. I made sure of that by draining half of the blood from your body”

And just then Peter breaks into the basement to find you tied up to a chair. Dr. Crown gave a slight nod to the soldiers asking them to get rid of Peter. They attacked him immediately but Peter was quick to web them up. He rushed to you and ripped off the restraints from your hands and legs.

“What are you doing here?” you asked weakly.

“Rescuing you”

“You can’t stay here, it's dangerous” just then he heard a ripping sound as he turned around to see the two vampires tearing off his webs like a piece of cloth.

“Spider man you really thought your pesky little webs could hold my two master assassins turned vampires” Dr. Crown laughed wickedly

“Peter, go away!” you shouted at him.

“No I won't, not without you!”

“You can't fight them alone and I'm too weak to help you! Run from here please” you begged him to leave when an idea struck Peter's mind as he webbed them up again shooting double the amount of webs to buy some time. He pressed the spider button on his suit and it disintegrated.

He laid you down on the floor and picked up a shard of broken glass from the floor and slashed near the wrist of his right hand as blood gushed out from the cut.

“Y/N. My wrist,” he said, holding up your head. “Drink. You need more blood” he held out his wrist near your mouth.

“I can't Peter, what if I lose control and hurt you?” you resisted shaking your head even though the smell of his blood has increased your craving ten fold.

“You won't, I trust you” his gaze was soft and reassuring as you hesitantly took his hand in your gentle grasp and brought it to your lips. Dark veins appeared beneath your eyes as you sank your teeth into his wrist.

Peter's eyes rolled back into his head. He winced and pulled you against his chest in a tight embrace, stroking your hair. The sensation was so engrossing as you drew blood from him. He felt like he was giving himself to you.

The first taste of his blood and you felt like your body was set ablaze; it was pure ecstasy. His warm blood was so rich and soothing as it slid down your throat you never had anything before like that. All you knew was you needed more of him. You could feel your self control faltering, entranced by his blood.

“Y/N” Peter groaned, feeling a little dizzy. His voice broke you out from your trance as you let him go.

Meanwhile the two super soldiers turned vampires have torn out of Peter’s webs as they stalked towards the both of you. You have got your strength back as you stood up, eyes dark full of rage and hunger.

One of them let out a roar and swung his heavy fist. You caught hold of his hand as if it was nothing and dug your fingers into his chest ripping out his heart. Peter didn’t have to do much after that as he watched you take on them single handedly snapping their necks and ripping their hearts out.

Fear gripped on to Dr. Crown as he tried to flee the spot but before he could do that you vamp speeded and caught hold of him. The veins beneath your eyes darkened as fangs protruded, hunger taking over you.

You tried your best, you really did but the taste of human blood after such a long time had you craving for more. The bloodlust mixed with whatever was going around right now seemed to do better than your self control. You cocked your head as you approached him, smirk painting your lips.

“You know... you should have ran away at your first chance” your voice was a soft purr despite the snarl you spoke with. And without a second thought you pounced on him, sinking your teeth on his neck.

Peter watched you with wide eyes slowly sucking the life out of him. For a moment he couldn't recognize you anymore. You appeared like a savage predator ravaging its prey.

Dr. Crown screamed and struggled in pain as you drained the last ounce of blood from his body and finally let go of him. His limp body falls on the ground with a thud. You stand there, blood dripping down the corners of your mouth and eyes dark blinded with bloodlust.

“Y/N?” Peter called out to you with a shuddery breath maintaining a safe distance from you. You turned around and let out an animalistic growl with your fangs on full display.

“Y/N it's me Peter. Everything is fine, just listen to my voice” Peter took a step forward cautiously “you’re safe, nobody is going to harm you. Try to control yourself” he took another step “I know you can do it. You would never hurt anyone”

It seemed to work as you began to come back to your senses. Slowly the dark veins around your eyes faded away as your fangs retracted back and you were back to your normal self again.

“Peter?” you glanced at your blood stained hands as guilt washed over your face at the fact that you lost control.

Peter was quick to pull you in his tight embrace. He pressed gentle kisses to your forehead whispering encouraging words that everything is going to be fine. You didn’t do anything wrong.

It was almost sunrise when you returned back to your apartment. Peter had informed S.H.I.E.L.D about the situation before he came to rescue you and they were quick to seize the building after a short interrogation they had allowed both you and Rebecca to leave. You and Peter sat on the terrace of your apartment building silently as the chilly morning breeze blew against your faces. Peter was the first to break the silence.

“You should join the avengers you know”

You chuckled softly “Me and the avengers? You’re kidding right?”

“No, I'm serious. You’re fast, strong, and can control minds. It will be nice to have you on the team. I can talk to Mr. Stark if you’re interested. I’m sure everyone will be happy to meet you.”

You looked into his eyes and you knew he was being serious “I don’t know Peter the HYDRA is still after me and you just saw how I almost lost control. I would be more of a threat than any help”

“Hey, you're not a threat to me” he said softly, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t lie Peter. I saw the look on your face and you were terrified of the monster I turned into, of me”

“No that’s not true”

“Then look me in the eye Peter. Look me in the eye and say that for one moment you didn’t feel scared, you didn’t feel I will kill you too”

Peter takes your face in his warm hands making you look at him.

“I was never scared of you Y/N or ever will be. I admire you. After everything you have gone through you didn’t let go of the humanity inside you. You remained strong and fought against them alone all these years but not anymore. From now on I’ll be there by your side...and whenever you feel you’re losing yourself I'll always be there to bring you back I promise” he said pressing his forehead to yours.

Tears brimmed in your eyes at his words. “sometime I really think I don’t deserve you Peter”

“And then I would kiss you like this” he captured your lips in a tender kiss “and make you realize that you deserve the world”

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