Avengers Imagines

Peter Parker ~ Darker

"Why would you even do that?"

A single tear ran down his cheek, but you knew he was holding back more. You extended your arm to wipe it away, but winced and instead pressed it on your wound

"Because you would have done the same" You were ok with this. Because if it hadn't been you who had taken that bullet, it would be Peter who was lying on the floor with a bullet wound... slowly dying

"What am I going to tell your dad?" He was sitting beside you desperately trying to communicate with Tony, Steve, or anyone really. All communications had been cut off earlier and now...

"Tell him I love him. And try to not leave him alone. He's gonna be a wreck when he finds out I..." you couldn't say it. As much as you knew it was going to happen, it still didn't make it any less sad. But It was going to happen, there was no stopping it

Peter wiped a tear from your cheek that you hadn't even realized had escaped. You smiled up at him sadly as he cradled your head with his already blood stained hands from trying to put pressure on your wound. You didn't want to look at it. At all the blood spilling out of your stomach slowly making a puddle around you..

"I can't let you go (y/n)" Peter sniffed, his eyes red and puffy from crying, "I'm sure there's some way to get you out, maybe some way-"

"It's ok Peter. I chose to do this, and please don't feel guilty about it." Your voice was now weak and almost a whisper, and you coughed up some blood after saying that. Your grimaced at the sour taste it left in your mouth, but it was the least of your problems.

You were starting to feel like it was hard to breathe. The walls seemed to be closing in on you and Peter, and your head was turning darker and darker

The last thing you heard was the faint whisper of your name before your eyes shut, the darkness consuming everything as you felt the pain go slowly away.