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"Ugh! Why do you have to be so difficult!" You screamed at your math homework, practically throwing it across the room. You needed a break, so you decided sit on your balcony and get some fresh air.
You watched the city below you, your mind slowly calming down from the stress of your homework. You then saw a red and blue streak, swinging through the city. You smiled, recognizing the streak as Spider-Man. He had been around for almost a two years now. A while back he had disappeared, but he returned and continued to save the city.
Spider-Man had now disappeared into an alleyway and your gaze landed on the Empire State Building, it was beautiful and you loved living in New York.
Breaking you out of your day dreams, your phone started to ring from inside your bedroom, where your messy university homework laid. You went back inside and picked up your phone.
You smiled at the caller ID, "Hello Peter," you said, running a hand through your hair and putting your right hand in the back pocket of your jeans.
"Hey, I'll be over in a few minutes to study. I had to run a couple errands..." he trailed off, vaguely. You looked at your homework and then at yourself in the mirror, "Oh it's fine, I was taking a break anyway," you replied. He chucked, "Okay, see you in five," he said, then hanging up.
You looked down at your phone, the picture of Peter you had taken in Central Park was your wallpaper. You blushed seeing his smiling face. Peter Parker was your best friend and your crush, but you know he didn't feel the same way. Not only had he lost someone romantically close to him last year but you probably weren't even his type.
In Peters eyes, you were exactly his type. He wanted to be more than just friends but he knew that some of his enemies knew who he really was, if they saw him getting close to someone he really cared about they could be a target. He didn't want you to get hurt so he never asked you out or revealed his feelings. This was extremely hard for him to do, because you were so close, you always studied together.
Peter was mesmerized by you when you would study. The way you would chew on the top of your pen or pencil. The way you ran your hand through your hair when you were really concentrating. He loved everything about you and wanted so desperately to have you in his arms. But he needed to keep you safe, even if he knew you would never feel the same.
Peter had arrived just in time. You moved your homework to your kitchen table and made you and Peter each a glass of iced tea. Handing him the glass he mumbled a thank you. "So what question are you on?" Peter asked, looking next to you to see your paper. "Question five," you huffed, the stress of the math problem coming back to you.
"Oh this is easy, you just have to find out how they got 243," Peter explained. You looked at the problem again and it all became clear.
"Really, that's it? Oh my god, you do, how the hell did I not see that before," you laughed, taking your pencil and quickly solving the equation. Peter watched you as you worked out the problem, butterflies filled his stomach. You were absolutely adorable.
He giggled and you looked up, "What?" You asked, giggling yourself.
"Nothing," Peter shrugged off.
You nudged him, "Oh come on, tell me," you replied.
He shook his head, smiling, "I can't, I want to but I can't," he admitted
This made you more curious, "That doesn't make any sense, Peter." You said. "Just tell me," you added.
"I think your laugh is adorable. I loved the way your eyes lit up when your figured out the solution to the problem. I think your the most beautiful girl I've ever seen and-," he said, but you cut him off with your lips.
It was impulsive, yes, but he said all of those beautiful words with those big puppy dog eyes. How could you not kiss him. You began to pull away but he pulled you closer to him, kissing you back. It was sweet but then became passionate, like what happened after the ' they lived happily ever after' title card.
You both pulled away for air, your lips swollen from kissing your best friend. "I'm-um, I didn't mean to-wow," you stuttered.
Peter nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah wow is um-right yeah," he said, trying to focus on something else besides your lips.
You both instinctively leaned in again and another mini make out session began.
"This is probably not a good idea," Peter whispered in between kisses.
"Well, we're supposed to be studying," he said, but really he didn't want you to get hurt for being close to him.
"You helped me understand the problem. I'll look at my notes again," you shrugged, leaning into kiss him again.
Peter couldn't take the guilt anymore and pulled away, "I can't, I'm sorry," he said, grabbing his jacket and leaving.
You watched him leave your apartment in shock , what the hell had just happened
four days later
After the kiss Peter ignored you. He wouldn't answer any of your calls or texts. Finally you decided to just go over to his house. Knocking on the front door, Aunt May opened the door.
"Y/n, it's wonderful to see you. Please come in," she said sweetly. "Thank you. I'm here to see Peter. Is he here?" You asked.
Aunt May nodded, "Yes, I believe he's in his room," she replied. You said thank you again, then walking upstairs to Peter's room.
It was closed so you knocked, "Peter, it's Y/n. I need to talk to you," you said.
No answer.
You huffed under your breath, "Peter Parker, I'm sorry!" You yelled. You then noticed the door wasn't fully closed and you lightly pushed it open, "Peter?" You asked. But no one was in the room.
The window was open, "Unbelievable," you mumbled, upset.
As you turned to leave, a red and blue streak swung into the room. It was Spider-Man. He didn't know you were there and he took off his backpack and then his mask. He turned around and you came face to face with your best friend.
"Oh my god," you said in shock. Peter's eyes went wide upon seeing you.
"Y/n? What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Your Spider-Man!!" You shrieked. He shushed you and fully closed his door. "Yeah," he replied, still confused.
"Why are you here?" He asked. "I wanted to apologize for upsetting you after we kissed," you admitted, a little embarrassed but still shocked that your best friend was Spider-Man.
"Y/n don't be sorry. I liked kissing you, it was one of best kisses I've ever had. I just can't be with you," he said.
"Why? Because your Spider-Man," you scoffed.
"Yeah," he replied.
"That's bullshit, Peter. We like each-other, why can't we be together?" You asked.
"You could get put into danger because of me. You could get hurt," he explained.
You huffed, waking closer to him, "I am not a damsel in distress," you replied.
Peter walked closer to you, "I never said you were. I just don't want anything bad to happen to you because of me," he said, putting his hand on your cheek.
"Nothing will happen to me. I'm staying, as long as you want me. I'm yours," you said, embracing his touch.
"I want you," Peter whispered, leaning into kiss you.
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