It's another day for Spider-man to do his usual duties. Swinging around, making sure everyone is safe, and with no crime around, he helps people with minor problems, such as getting cats out of trees. That's it, until his Spidey senses is tingling. That's when he gets to the location. After swinging around a minute, he arrives at the urban area where all the rich people live. In one of the houses is one hell of a party. Peter can hear it from a mile away. Despite the way too loud noise, there doesn't appear anything is wrong. Still, he investigates.
He gets on the roof of the mansion and look through the windows. There, he spots someone familiar. Flash. Meaning the entire party consists of the popular kids. Peter even recognizes some others. He looks around the crowded living room, looking if there is anything bad is happening. While doing so, he spots Y/N, who look a bit off. His body looks sluggish, with his hands trying to grab the nearest furniture for support.
"Is he drunk...?"
Peter becomes worried for his crush. The most popular guy slowly walks away, trying to stand up straight in the process. Peter watches where he's going. Eventually, Y/N enters another room, from what Peter guess is the bathroom. His spider senses know this is because of him. Thus, Spider-Man moves around the building until he gets to the bathroom. Looking through a high, small bathroom window, he sees Y/N on the floor.
"Y/N!"
Spider-Man opens the window to gets in. With the door locked, Peter feels secure he won't be spotted. He quickly drops next to Y/N to check out his status. Grabbing the pols, Peter can feel him breathing. "Y/N! Y/N!" Peter adjusts himself to put the quarterback on his lap while trying to wake him up. "Y/N, are you alright!?"
After calling out his name a couple of times, Y/N slowly opens his eyes, seeing Spider-Man in his view. "Spider-Man...?"
"Y/N! Thank god! Are you alright?" Y/N let out a couple of groans. He merely shakes his head as he closes his eyes. Peter frowns. He looks around for any idea to help Y/N. "What happened? Are you drunk?" Y/N murmured in disagreement. "Is there any chance you got drugged?" There is no respond from Y/N, which sickens Peter. After thinking about this for some seconds, the hero made up his mind. "Alright, I'm bringing you back to your home."
Spider-Man stands up. He grabs Y/N, holding him. "Hold tight." Y/N slowly put his arms and legs around Spider-Man. Peter looks back at the small window. If they squeeze enough, they can both fit through it.
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Soon enough, after receiving the address from Y/N, swings to his place and to the window of his bedroom. Peter opens it and carefully gets in his bedroom. Turning on the light next to the bed, Peter can see Y/N's bedroom. It's quiet stylish, with a vast difference of interest, such as video games, movies and sports.
Spider-Man gets to Y/N's bed to put his crush on it. With gentility, he puts Y/N on the bed, lying him. Afterwards, he crouches down next to his face. "You doing okay, Y/N?"
Y/N shakes his head. "I feel sick..."
"I grab some water. Do you want painkillers or something?"
"Just water. Thanks."
Spider-Man then stands up to leave the bedroom. He wonders if Y/N's parents are home or not. The superhero walks to the kitchen to grab a glass and pour some water. Then, he walks back. With a glass of water in his hand, he hands it over to Y/N while helping him sit up.
"There you go."
Slowly, Y/N drinks from the glass. After taking a couple of sips, Y/N stops drinking. Spider-Man then puts the glass next to the bed. Afterwards, he puts the teen back on the bed.
"If you feel sick the next day, go to a doctor, alright?"
"Yes..." Y/N mutters. Peter smiles behind his suit. He stands up, ready to leave, until Y/N speaks up. "W-Wait... Can you stay... for a bit?"
Peter looks unsure. On one hand, he knows this isn't healthy for both of them. Leading Y/N on, while fulfilling his fantasies. On the other hand, Y/N got drugged. He's not in a good state. Justifying himself, Peter decides to stay.
"O-Okay. I can stay for a bit."
Y/N looks a bit reassured. Peter sits down on the bed, at the edge. "Thanks..." He let out a tired yawn.
"Go to sleep. You need it. I stay here."
With a quiet hum, Y/N closes his eyes and goes to sleep. His body gets closer to Peter's, looking for warmth. Peter looks flustered, though he doesn't panic. Instead, he puts his hand on Y/N's head and cress it, hoping it would feel Y/N better.
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Night turned into day, as there is a new morning. On the nightstand, the clock shows it's 6:23 AM. With the fade lighting shining through the window, it lands on Peter's face. With no choice, he wakes up and as he slowly opens his eyes, he sees that he's lying next to Y/N.
Instantly, Peter is stunned. Y/N is up to him, snuggled and asleep against him.
"Shoot..."
He knows he screwed up, as his mind spirals down. He keeps saying that he won't pursue his relationship with Y/N as Spider-Man. Yet, there he is, literally sleeping next to his crush. All he wanted is making sure Y/N is alright, and yet he makes excuses to spend more time with him.
Though soon Peter stops panicking as he thinks of something. There is a chance Y/N won't remember this. Since he got drugged last night, and he only saw Spider-Man while being so, there is a chance Y/N won't remember this. But even so, Peter needs to escape from his bedroom, since if Y/N wakes up, then everything is going down.
Slowly, Peter gets out of Y/N's bed. Trying to distance himself while trying to not wake up the quarterback. From one step out of bed, he puts the other. Successfully out of bed, he gets to the window and swiftly gets out of the building, swinging away.
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Three hours later, and Y/N got woken up by his alarm clock. It takes a couple of seconds for the teen to wake up, to slam the alarm clock off. As he sits up, he notices he's still in the clothes he wore last night. He tries to remember what happened, but it's all foggy. He eventually stops himself to get out of bed. While doing so, he notices an empty glass on his nightstand, but doesn't make much of it.
He gets out of his room to his mother in the kitchen. The jock joins her as he begins making his breakfast.
"Morning." His mother greets the sleepy teen. "Had a fun party?"
"Dunno..." Y/N mutters as he grabs some bread and cheese to make grill cheese. "I barely remember anything."
"We warned you about drinking."
"I wasn't drinking." His mother doesn't look convinced at her son. "Fine, I was drinking. But one glass. So I don't know what happened."
"Ask your friends. They brought you home, didn't they?"
"Probably." Y/N shrugs his shoulders. He continues making his breakfast while thinking about the situation, as something seems off... "Weren't you and dad at some big business meeting yesterday?"
"Yes. Why?"
"There is an empty glass on my nightstand, and I don't remember having one."
"Maybe one of your friends. Like I said, ask them."
Y/N quietly hums. "I guess."
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Thus, school begins. Going to a party the day before certainly wasn't the best idea, especially if you don't remember anything. The star boy is standing his locker, taking and giving his books. In the background, he sees at the end of the hallway Flash snatching Peter's book to throw it on the ground as he passes by him.
"Asshole..."
Y/N returns back to his locker as he puts his last book in it. When he closes the locker, he sees to his side his friend, who had the party.
"Morning."
"Mornin'." His friend, Casey, replies back. "The hell were you? Ya a magician or somethin'?"
"The hell are you talking about?"
"You went to the bathroom, locked the door and when I had to burst open, you disappeared." Casey explains. "Speaking of which, how the hell did you reach the window? I thought you were drunk."
"Look, I don't know what happened, Casey. Did you or someone else brought me home?"
"No."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I remember the rest of the gang at the party. Why?"
This makes Y/N confused. Someone definitely brings him home and got in his house, but none of his friends did. So, who did?
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Later that day, it's another day with gym class. With everyone in their gym clothes, they're ready to move. Again, it looks like the class is going to split up onto duos. Peter thought it would be once again with Ned, but this time it's the teachers time to make the duos and he's surprised when he hears who it is.
"Peter and Y/N."
Peter looks shocked. He's with his crush, and by what? Coincidence? Luck? Fate? He can't even process the information through until Y/N speaks to him.
"Hey." Peter snaps out of his thoughts as he looks back at the taller man. "You alright?"
"Y-Yeah." Peter tries to sound not as nervous as he did.
"Good. Let's go."
And so, Peter follows his crush to the ropes that hangs from the ceiling. Both teens look up to see how high they have to climb.
"You ever climb before?"
"Yes." Peter didn't even realizes what he answered after he did, but at least he didn't mention it while being Spider-Man.
"Really? I didn't took you as the type that can do this." Y/N says with a kind smile. Peter can't help but feel flustered. Luckily, the jock looks back at the rope as Peter stares at him. "Let's go."
With a smirk, Y/N begins to climb the rope. From one meter to another. It took around a minute or two for the jock to reach the top. Once he did, he looks back down. "You're going?"
"Y-Yes!" In an instance, Peter grabs the robe and begins climbing it. Y/N is surprised by how fast Peter is going. It appears he really isn't lying when he asked that he climb before. As Peter climbs the robe, the other students notice Peter's speed, all gasping and shocked.
"The hell-?"
"Since when can Penis Parker climb so fast?"
"Am I high again?"
Eventually, Peter manages to get to the ceiling, besides Y/N. The nerd didn't even realizes he's at the top until he sees Y/N smiling at him.
"Dude, you were faster than me!"
"I was?" As Peter breaths in and out, he looks down to see the progress he made. He even notices everyone's eyes staring at him. With wide eyes, he realized he screwed up again, and now even more. He knows everyone else won't connect the dots that he's Spider-Man, but still.
"Damn, I thought you sucked at PE. You're stronger than I thought."
Peter looks back and merely let out a nervous laughter. "Guess so."
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After PE, the class is done, and everyone get in their changing rooms. During which, Y/N continues to hang out with Peter, talking about many different stuffs. Most of the football team found it odd but doesn't bother with them. However, there is one guy that is ready to cause some trouble.
"Y/N, you alright?" Flash forces himself between Y/N and Peter, both teens awkwardly looking at him. "You're talking to THE Penis Parker."
"So what? He's chill." Y/N calmly replies. "And I can hang out with whoever I want to."
"I really disagree." Flash puts his hand on Y/N's shoulder. "You can't associate with someone like him." He looks back at Peter, glaring at him. He removes his hand to give the nerd a slight push. "A loser like you shouldn't drag down actual useful people like him."
As Peter freezes, Y/N grabs Flash by the shoulder to forcefully turn around. "Flash, can you please do me a favor and fuck off. The only person dragging others down is you, because my braincells are being dragged down."
With his fist clutch, he's quick to give Y/N a punch on the nose. With a loud grunt, the jock grabs his nose and let out a painful groan. Although Y/N isn't fighting back, Peter is quick to help him. Thus, Peter grabs Flash by the collar and throw him to the ground, causing the entire locker to look at the beatdown. With horror in his eyes, Flash sees Peter getting on top of him, punching him in the face. All the while, the entire locker room is chanting, encouraging them to beat each other. All except Ned, who looks really concerned for Peter's safety. Although it only took a minute until the PE teacher came in to stop the fighting, the damage already has done. As Peter get pulled back, he sees Flash, all covered with his own bruises and blood.
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Peter looks ashamed to the floor, sitting by the principal's office, as he and his aunt is talking about the incident. He doesn't know how many minutes is during. To his surprise, he looks up to see Y/N walking towards him and sitting next to him.
"Hey."
"Hey." Peter quietly replies. "I'm... I'm sorry you saw that."
"It's alright. Flash deserved it. Still, didn't expected him to get hospitalized." Y/N comments. After two seconds, he speaks up. "Are you going to get expelled?"
Peter nods. "A month."
"A month!?" Y/N repeats, surprised. "Always with this dumb school system. Ignoring bullying and when someone stands up for themselves, they get punished." He let out a pissed off groan. "Assholes. You deserve better."
"Thanks." Peter quietly replies, still upset.
Y/N feels sorry for him. He begins to think what may makes him a bit happier. "You're pretty cool, Petes. Every time Flash mention you, he keeps saying this dumb shit, but you're chill. Is it hard being... not so popular?"
"I can live with it, but I would be lying if I say I didn't hate the bullying."
Y/N hums. "I understand." He grabs a piece of paper from his pocket, as well a pen. Peter is curious what's he writing down. Soon enough, Y/N stops and gives over the paper. "Here's my number." Peter looks surprised. "Let's hang out some time. We can go to the movies or do some other nerdy things."
It took Peter until he accepted this is real. Slowly, he grabs the piece of paper to look at it. He got the phone number of his crush, willingly. With a genuine smile, Peter looks back at Y/N. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Y/N stands up. "I have to get back to class. I might have lied that I went to the restroom, so..."
"I understand! I-I call you later."
"Right. Good luck, Peter."
"Thanks." Peter sees Y/N walking away. Although he feels terrible about being expelled, he quickly forgot about it. He manages to befriend his crush and got his number. That is worth more than anything for Peter.
However, his smile drops when the door opens, with the principle and aunt May coming out of it. After one conversation, Peter and Aunt May leave the school and get to the car. Peter remains quiet as his aunt begins starting the car. Eventually, she speaks up.
"Peter..."
"I'm sorry."
"No, I understand." May reassures. "You got fed up. I disagree with the principle to be honest, even when I think what you did was a bit too excessive."
Peter looks back. "You're not mad?"
"Honestly, no. I'm glad you got to stand up for yourself. Although next time, maybe don't hit the person you're upset at." Aunt May explain. "Know that at the end of the day, I hope you learned to stand up for yourself. Alright?"
Peter can't help but smile. Not just with the support of his aunt, but also with his new friendship with Y/N. "Right."