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my hero

hi! i don't usually write much but this idea popped into my head the other day and i couldn't get it out until i wrote this so hope u enjoy! :) (this was written with tom's peter in mind but can be read for any)

parings: peter parker x reader (use of y/n)

warnings: a little cursing, tiny bit of SA description, and slight description of injury

word count: 1.9k

summary: you and peter had been friends forever and you always walked home together from school. one day he has somewhere else he has to be, but nothing can go wrong, right?

comments/likes/reblogs are greatly appreciated :)))

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you and peter always walked home from school together. he would always walk you to your apartment and then he'd head home. he was sweet that way.

today however, he had told you that he had do something for the 'stark internship', meaning he had to go help tony out with something. 

peter came up to you in the hallway before 1st period to relay the news; "hey y/n! i'm sorry but i can't walk you home today, i gotta do something for the internship right after school. you'll be okay though right? promise me you'll be safe?" 

"pete you know i'm always safe, and don't worry about me when you have tony stark calling you for help" you laughed. "but you'll call me if anything happens right?" he says worriedly. "of course peter you know i will. but seriously i'm fine i can handle myself, im a big girl" you said and winked at him.

peter blushed and responded, "ok ok fine, you’re right. i wonder what tony needs me for today, do you think it's a mission? or maybe just some lab stuff? oooo i wonder if it's something with all the other avengers, that would be so cool!”. you stopped him before he could ramble any more, "pete i have a math test that i really can't be late to right now so i gotta go, see you at lunch!" you say as you turn to leave.

"ok bye y/n/n! good luck!" he yells after you.

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school was finally over, and your math test had gone well (you hoped) and you started your walk home. you took out your phone to text peter that you were on your way to your apartment, then put it back into your pocket and continued on your way.

you were about 10 minutes away from your building when you felt someone following you. you thought you were paranoid at first and told yourself it was nothing and to ignore the uneasy feeling that came over you. however, after a few seconds you turned to look over your shoulder and sure enough, there was a tall man following you about 20 feet behind. you tried not to freak out to not make him aware that you'd seen him, so you slightly increased your pace just enough so he wouldn't notice, but he did. he started to pick up his pace too, so you went even faster to try to get away from him. 

at this point you were almost sprinting, but he was so much taller that he quickly reached you once you'd begun to run. he grabbed you by the backpack and yanked you back into the nearest alley. he pulled off your bag and threw it to the side and grabbed your arm to try and pin you against the wall. you squirmed in his grip and tried to break free, which only made him angry and you felt him pull something out of his pocket. 

he turns you around and pushes your back against the wall, and you come face to face with a large, sharp knife. your eyes widen as you stare in shock at the blade and the man smirks down at you. you try to scream for help, to get away before he can hurt you, "HELP, SOMEONE PLEASE! PETER HE-" the man slaps a big hand over your mouth and glares at you. "we can't have any screaming from you now can we little lady, we don't want anybody hearin ya" he sneers. you struggle against his grip as he stares down at you, "if i take my hand away there better be no screaming from you unless you want to get hurt okay?" he says as you slightly nod your head.

he lets go of you mouth and pushes you by your chest, back into the wall and he puts the knife up to your throat. "if you try to push me or scream or do anything that i don’t like, i will kill you, understand?" he asks with an evil smile. "yes" you say shakily, afraid you'll upset him, "good" he replies, "you're a pretty one, aren't you?" he rasps. you feel a hand start to touch you and pull at the waistband of your pants, but you’re too frozen in fear to move at all. 

you mentally brace yourself for what's to come as you squeeze your eyes shut, but nothing happens. you open your eyes to see spiderman punching the man who's now on the ground and you watch as he gets back up to fight. the man dashes over to you and pulls you in front of him and puts the knife back to your throat, "if you come near me i'll kill her!" he shouts at the masked hero. you try to pull yourself out of his grasp but his fingers are digging into your shoulder and you can't get away. spiderman puts his hands up in surrender and says, "okay okay fine, just let go of the girl and i won't touch you". he tightens his grip, "now why would do that spidey? your not gonna hurt me if she's right here, but if i let her go who knows what you'll try to do, and i'm not takin that chance" he sneers. "i'm not going to hurt you, just let her go alright?" the hero says, but before the man can yell anything back, he's being webbed to the wall. 

you yank yourself harshly out of his grip as soon as the first web is fired at him and you run to the other side of the alley and watch as spiderman restrains him, "you should really find better things to do dude, not cool". the concerned hero runs up to your cowering form in the corner, "holy shit y/n i'm so sorry this happened are you okay? i should've been there, i should've stopped him, i could've-" you cut him off, "hey, hey, hey, it's okay i'm okay. slightly terrified, but i'm okay" you reassure. peter takes off his mask, "i'm so sorry i wasn't there to protect you, you could've gotten hurt, or worse…” he trails off. you interrupt him, "but i didn't, okay? i'm here, you saved me, thank you so much pete" you say as you go to hug him. peter returns the hug, but he pulls away quickly; "we should get you home, let’s get outta here" he says. "yeah that's a good idea, lemme just go grab my backpack" you respond. 

you turn to walk towards your bag, but a sharp pain blossoms on your lower left side that stops you in your tracks. to your horror, you look down and see a giant crimson splotch on your shirt where you had felt the pain a moment ago. the man must’ve stabbed you with his knife when you pulled yourself away from him after peter showed up. your adrenaline must have masked the pain of the wound from you until it now that it was wearing off. "uhm peter?" you ask shakily as you turn to face him, "i think, um... i think somethings wrong" you manage to say before collapsing to the groud clutching your bleeding wound. peter rushes to your side and crouches in front of you, "oh my god, oh my- fuck y/n what the hell happened to not getting hurt? i- uh- can you stand?" he says quickly. "i-i don't think so pete, it hurts so bad what do i do?" you here yourself stammer out as you look up at him. peter's eyes bug and you can see the gears turning in his head as he tries to figure out what to do, "oh god, um, i- shit, i have to get you to mr. stark- they have a medbay in the tower where they can help you. i'm gonna have to swing us there" he says then looks at you. as you’re quickly losing blood, your eyelids are becoming heavier by the second, "m so tired peter. can- can i take a nap please?" you ask him. "nonono no naps y/n you gotta stay awake for me, okay?" peter responds in a panicked tone while picking you up. you wince as he shifts you in his arms, “i’m gonna swing us to the tower okay? please don't close your eyes i need you to stay awake, can you do that for me please y/n/n?" he says with tears welling up in his eyes. "i can't do it pete" you cry, your own tears now streaming down your face, "m so tired”. peter glances down at you in his arm while he swings, "almost there y/n/n please, you can do it, don't fall asleep now okay? we're so close" he says, voice quivering. the pain in your side is now too much to take as you say, "im sorry" as your eyelids flutter closed.

...

you slowly blink your eyes open to find that you don't recognize where you are. you start to sit up but a stabbing pain in your side stops you before you can pull yourself up. as your eyes scan the room to try and figure out where you are, you notice a familiar figure slumped over in a chair next to you. peter is sitting next to your bed in a stiff chair in what looks like the most uncomfortable position, with his messy hair that he's obviously been running his hands through, and deep dark circles under his eyes. your heart breaks a little when you realize that he must've been here all night sitting with you. just as your about to attempt to sit up again, peter stirs. "hey pete", you say, your voice only just above a whisper. "oh my god y/n your awake! are you okay? does anything hurt? do you need anything?" peter blurts out. "im okay now, a little banged up and sore, but i'm okay" you reply with a smile. "well you said that to me before, and then you fell to the the ground and passed out in my arms because you got stabbed sooo, i think i have reason to believe otherwise" he says with a concerned look “you scared the shit out of me” he finishes softly. you look away in embarrassment as you begin to recall the events of the previous night. "i'm so sorry that happened y/n, i should've been there, i should've protected you" peter says solemnly. "this is so not your fault peter don't even try for one second to blame yourself okay? tony needed you and that's way more important than walking me home, and besides you got there just in time and im here and im safe with you alright? you can't blame yourself because some asshole decided to be a disgusting pervert and attack a defenseless teenage girl for no reason. this is not on you peter, do not think for one second that it is” you respond strongly. peter just stares at you astonished with wide eyes.  you look up at him to meet his eyes, “thank you so much for being there when you were and saving me- i”, you pause and sigh sadly, “i could’ve died yesterday pete but i didn’t because of you, so thank you for being my hero” you say. peter looks at you and says, “you know i’ll always be there to protect you. i’m never letting anyone touch you ever again” he finishes with tears in his soft, kind brown eyes. you hesitate for a moment but then you look him in the eye and you say, “i love you peter” and he just stares back at you and grabs your hand and says, “and i love you y/n, more than you’ll ever know” as he leans in to connect your lips with his. 

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