A/N: I saw Infinity War last night and I am crushed. This is short and depressing. Have fun ripping your heart out.
Word Count: 160
"Y/N, Mr Stark, I don't feel so good," Peter says weakly. You turn around to see Peter, your lovely, sweet, kind, amazing Peter, fading to ashes just like Dr Strange and the Guardians had. It was game over.
"No, no, no, no, no," you cry out. You run to him, holding him before you realise you are fading too.
"Peter, Peter, look at me," you croak.
"I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go, I'm scared Y/N," his voice trembles.
"I don't wanna go either. But if this is the last time I see you, Peter, kiss me. Okay? I love you so much and I don't want to go without my last memory being of you," you say as the two of you crumble to the ground. Peter kisses you and lets go, opening his mouth to say something.
"Y/N I lo-" but he never got to finish. He faded away to ashes, drifting away in the breeze. Then everything went dark.
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Tom Holland Imagines
ФанфікиThe title is pretty self-explanatory. I also do some of his characters. DM me if you have a request. No smut. ;) #1 IN THOMASNICKERSON
