scenario, y/n and peter finally get to go into battle with the avengers, but y/n is a risk taker and peter's protective asf - 1.4k words
warnings, injury detail, swearing, sad boy peter, fluffy times
pairing, avengers!reader
powers, super speed (rip pietro)
- lmao based off of a dream i had
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"are you sure you wanna do this this?" steve rogers asked the two of you, sitting shoulder to shoulder in the quinjet.
you'd been flying for the last 20 minutes and were just about to step out and fight aliens or bad guys. alien bad guys.
you managed to keep your cool, the only time you'd freaked out was when your leg bounced up and down at a rapid pace. but that was thanks to your super speed, giving away the fact you were slightly nervous.
peter on the other hand, had never looked so pale. sure, it's what he's always wanted to do, fight alongside his childhood heroes and make them proud. but something fogged behind his eyes, worrisome thoughts.
maybe it was because you recently became a couple, after liking each other for years. he was sure he loved you the most, but you'd beg to differ. it was peter, precious, perfect little parker.
"yeah, we're ready, cap" you smiled, standing to your feet as the quinjet came to land. peter joined your side, his hand reaching out for yours.
you gladly took it, giving him a squeeze to reassure him. "just, be careful" he muttered, turning to face you.
"we'll be fighting alongside each other. i won't leave your sight" you chuckled, kissing his cheek.
"but, you know, you do" he replied, taking your other hand in his. "you've got super speed, you're literally gone in seconds."
"peter" you sighed, tilting your head. you knew he got a little over protective when there was any sort of danger around. maybe your reckless nature made him worry a little too much. "i'll be fine. we got this."
"enough staring at each other, teenlings" tony said, making you roll your eyes and peter blush. "you better prove you're ready cause these guys won't give you another option."
"got it, mr stark" you said as everyone gathered to the opening of the ship. you and peter both pulled on your masks, giving each other one last glance before you sped off into the messy fight.
nat and clint followed you, bucky and steve hung back with peter as thor, sam, wanda and vision flew off somewhere.
the battle was gruesome. whatever these creatures were, their blood was blue and disgusting. peter wrinkled his nose at the first one he killed, seeing the insides and how grim it looked.
"c'mon, focus up, queens" steve said to try and snap peter back to reality. he knew he wasn't going to be at his best, worrying about you occupied his mind. but he needed to trust you, so he could get on with his job.
further on, you were smashing into the aliens, blue blood going everywhere. you stopped to take a break and shake out your legs. peter always encouraged you to take a break, even if you didn't want to.
"y/n! look out!" clint's voice yelped into the intercom. you looked up as a huge space craft started to shoot. beams landed around you as you tried to dodge them to the best of your agile movements.
when they seemed to stop, a larger alien decided to have a fist fight with you. for most of it, you were winning; kicking him several hundred times, punching him an equal amount.
but then, his friend came along and grabbed your arm. the two stretched you out like they were having a tug of war, until a shooter from the ship moved and aimed at you.
shit.
the blue beam threw you back, the two aliens you'd fought slinking away to pester nat. for you, she showed them who's boss.
you groaned, clutching your side as you felt how wet and bloody it was becoming. your navy suit seeped red as you tried to get up. leaning against a rock, you breathlessly spoke into the intercom.
"i-i've been hit."
"what?!" peter was the first to respond, as he finished webbing up some aliens. "y/n!"
"where are you, y/n?" tony asked. you looked around at just a rubble of rocks. you didn't know where you were cause it all looked the same.
"uh-"
"i see y/n" vision said calmly. you looked up at the robot who levitated in the sky.
peter looked up, seeing where vision was as he decided to find you. "go get her, kid" tony instructed, giving peter a boost for something to swing off of.
your vision started to get hazy due to the amount of blood you were loosing. you stumbled forward, only to be caught by a web.
"y/n!" peter cried, falling to your side.
he slung your arms over his shoulders, feeling the blood from your hip seep into his own suit. "oh, shit, y/n. it's okay, we're gonna go back."
"pete, it hurts" you groaned, trusting him to swing you away.
"i know, baby" he said lowly. you never really called each other that, but he couldn't filter anything right now, his senses going into overdrive.
"pete, we got you both" tony said as peter held onto you tightly, preparing to swing you both. everyone teamed up to clear the way for you both. even if they constantly teased you both, the team would protect you no matter what.
steve shielded your landing as you were soon carried bridal style by peter inside the jet. you began to feel faint. your eyes tried to roll back, but fought to stay conscious.
"mr stark?" peter's voice cracked, not sure what to do. there was only so much time before you bled out entirely. he ripped off his mask, revealing sad, red eyes. "w-what do i do? she's so, weak."
"hang on, kid" tony said as he told friday to send the quinjet back to the avengers building. "you're going back to find banner, who'll fix y/n up. friday, send them home."
peter's concerned brown eyes watched you as you remained still. he held you deathly tight. "hurry!" he yelled, breaking down into tears. he cradled you in his lap on the floor for the whole journey.
when you landed back home, bruce and rhodey found you both on the floor. peter had cried his eyes out, his breath hitching in his throat upon them taking you from him.
"pl-please be careful" he sobbed as bruce rushed off with you on a trolley.
rhodey watched tony's intern cry over a girl he loved and felt his heartbreak for the young boy. he pulled him into a hug, letting his tears sink into his shirt.
hours passed of bruce fixing you up. once you woke up, you were taken by surprise by the bandage work bruce had crafted.
"damn" you uttered.
"that's what i thought when you came back here, y/n" bruce smiled. "it was a beauty."
"so i'll have a cool scar?" you asked. he nodded and laughed at your joke. "sweet."
"peter's been waiting on you" he said.
"can i see him?"
bruce smiled, pressing some buttons that made the tinted windows become see through once again. it showed peter on a chair outside, his leg bouncing up as his hands were covered in blood. your blood.
when he could see you, he sprung up and dashed to the door. "y/n! oh, god. you're alive!"
"duh, parker" you giggled. he was a sight for sore eyes. bruce decided to let you have a minute as he went to find rhodey talking to the rest of the team.
"she's okay" he said, making everyone relax. tony patted steve on the shoulder as clint did the same to nat. they'd been so worried.
back in the room, peter snuggled beside you on the bed. you pulled up your baggy top to expose the size of the wound to him. "damn, y/n."
"that's what i said" you laughed.
"i'm sorry, y/n" he tried to apologise and take credit for what those aliens did to you, but you shut him up with a kiss. your cut lips worked well against his chapped ones.
"it's what happens in battles, babayyyy!" you laughed as he wrapped his hands around you, ever so grateful for tony, bruce and you and your existence.