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Good Girls Are Bad Girls 4/4 Peter Parker x Reader

Peter's POV

"Peter?"

She pulls away from me and I immediately feel cold.

My blood goes cold,

"W-what?"

"Peter. You're Peter," she says slowly, trying to convince herself as well.

"No, I'm Spiderman," I say slowly, matching her town.

"Peter, you aren't even trying to disguise your voice!" she exclaims.

I jump back in surprise of her sudden outburst.

Well, shit.

I sigh before reaching back to remove my mask sheepishly.

"H-hey Y/N."

She gapes at me,

"You're Spiderman."

I nod looking down at her feet.

"Peter. Parker. Is. Spiderman."

I look up and she finally processed it.

"Wow," is all she can say before she sits down and stares at me.

"Y-yeah. I- I'm Spiderman."

I hesitantly sit down next to her and look at her to see her face red.

"Are you okay, Y/N?"

She stays silent before whispering,

"You let me fangirl over you."

I smile a little wanting to laugh in adornment as she cutely covers her face and brings her legs up to her chest hiding.

"Oh, right. You think I'm cute," I say gently, but mockingly, teasing her.

She slaps my leg.

"You're the worst Parker," she says as she slowly uncurls from her balled up state.

We sit in silence across from each other staring at one another's clothes unsure of what to say.

"Does anyone else know?" she says, breaking the silence.

"The Avengers, but no. Not Aunt May or anyone at school."

She nods, "it sucks to keep a double life a secret. Isn't it?" she says. But I know she isn't just talking about me, she's thinking about her job.

"Yeah, it does," I say looking at the city lights of Queens.

"You won't tell anyone about my job, right?" She asks softly.

"Y/N, Mr. Stark has a wonderful program for interns at Stark Industries and I could definitely get you in."

And like that she was spellbound again,

"W-What?" she asks.

I clear my throat again, "I can talk to Mr. Stark for you to get a job at Stark Industries if you'd like. I wouldn't mind and it's what friends do for eachother. Right?"

Her eyes get glassy and she reaches over to pull me into a hug.

"Thank you so much Peter," she whispers as she hugs me tightly. I hug her back as she starts to cry softly on my shoulder.

She pulls away and I wanna pull her back immediately, but she gives me a smile that makes me freeze and stare at her.

Well, I do actually just stare at her.