How Did I Survive Without You?
//In which Peter Parker hunts for his Soulmate//
He gently picked at the tattoo, a index finger scratching at his red skin. It burned with the slightest touch. He pinched the bridge of his nose before slowly dragging his bare feet against the wooden floor. He knew it was a bad sign, he’d had the mark for close to year and yet he’s made no effort to find this girl who is destined for him. He could not understand why it burned, why it pained him to even look at the mark.
He needed to find her get answers. Peter didn’t believe in the whole love at first sight ordeal. He couldn’t wrap his thoughts around the fact that some woman would be his forced forever and him never meeting her. He ran his hands through his hair before letting out a deep sigh, a bubbling feel settled in his stomach as he enter upon a diner that one of the locals owned. They had one of the best sub sandwiches in Brooklynn in his opinion. He froze as he watched the girl in front of him, her silk (hair type) pushing against the wind revealing the inked that mimicked Peter’ s. She was beautiful, her eyes were a soft sparkling color of (eye color) and her skin naturally glowed in the light. She sipped on the drink in front of her before making an disgusted face. Peter slowly traveled across the street his eyes never leaving the girl’s picturesque face.
Peter slowly moved in front of the seat, he watched her in awe. He never thought this wave of emotion would crash over him. He could feel himself falling deeply in love with her each passing second. The more he watched her unique beauty, the more he feel in love. Y/N slowly lifted her head eying the boy whom temporarily blocked the sun. A slow smile crept on her face but slowly added as she noticed the same inked drawing on his forearm. She slowly pushed out her chair, watching him with intensity. Before she could mutter out any word, his lips were pressed against her, tasting the bitter taste of coffee but loving the way it tasted on her chocolate flavored lips.
Y/N felt herself slowly falling into the kiss, the stiffness of her arms soon wrapped around his waist while he cuffed her face with passion. She was snapped back into reality when she realized why she was waiting at the diner in the first place. “Stop! Just wait a second” she pushed out, her hand pressing against his chest. “We can’t do this- us”
He didn’t understand what it was to be broken, to physical feel your heart aching. “W-what?”
“You can’t just come and kiss me and act like everything is okay! You consciously made a choice to not want to be with, so I moved on. Didn’t feel the burn” she whispered, the itching had gone for the moment he saw, the overwhelming sensation disappeared when his lips touched hers. “I have a boyfriend who I really might love and-”
“No, I just-”
He stopped speaking his words getting caught his throat as he watched her. Her sad eyes scanning over his. “I felt the burn for months, I woke every morning praying that you would change your mind about this. I would contemplate cutting off my own arm just feel some type of relief. Then one day I just had to stop care because if I didn’t-”
“Hey Y/N!” the voice of her boyfriend shouted, her eyes snapped to the by running her direction. He smiled brightly before snaking his arm around her waist, his lips pressed against her forehead before looking Peter.
“Y/N?” he whispered, he smiled gently at the feeling of her name of his tongue, she shivered at the sound of her name escaping his lips. “Peter Parker” he informed her.
“I’m her soulmate, you know destined to be together” he cut off Y/N’s boyfriend, his gaze harshening with each word he spoke.
“Dylan” she whispered his body stiffening at his words. “Peter, I think you should go”
“Me? So our kiss meant nothing?” Peter knew it meant something, she would’ve kissed back the way she did if it didn’t mean something. But his purpose of his question wasn’t for Y/N to retract her statement, it was for Dylan to see how closely they’ve become in the few moments they meant rather than the months it took him to kiss her on the cheek.
“Maybe I should go” she whispered, pushing past the pair before clutching her jacket close to her person.
“You are too late, you had a chance to get one of the most perfect girls in the world but you screwed up” Dylan spoke
“It’s never too late” Peter whispered before moving out of Dylan’s sight.
Peter soared through the sky, trying to find Y/N his eyes scanning over each ant-like person. He was giving up hope, he would never see her again, he’d never get to touch her again. He smiled brightly at the sight of Y/N sitting on the stairs of her house, her hands grooming the dog’s face next to her. She stared absentmindedly at the concrete not noticing Peter flying down to the right of the stairs.
“Y/N?” He spoke slowly, catching her attention
“How did you find me?” She whispered, she stood up watching Peter’s expression. “You know what I don’t wanna know” she laughed to herself before folding her arms against her chest.
“I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry and I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you feel like you weren’t worth it. As cliché as it sounds, it was me being the jackass and something that you did. I was stuck in my own way not realizing that I was hurting, no killing someone that means the world to me.” Y/N shifted her weight to the right foot, giving a soft smile at his words. “You don’t have to forgive me, hell I don’t even know if I would forgive me either. I would loathe myself if I was you but just don’t tell me that you won’t be in my life. I mean a phone call here and there to tell that you’re okay or maybe just to tell me that you hate me. Send me a picture of your middle finger, I don’t care just don’t not be in my life”
She sighed, pressing her now chapped lips in a thin before sucking on her bottom lip. “Just- I need time to think”
Peter nodded understandingly, he watched her move into her house. He didn’t want to go anywhere, he wanted to lay by her side. He never thought he’d crave it so much, wanting the feeling of her arms wrapped around him. Her lips pressed against his.
“Peter?” Y/N questioned, quickly moving to her knees taking his head in her fragile hands. Her eyes scanning over his pale face. “What are you doing out here? Peter have you been here all night?” He nodded robotically as he pressed his head closer into her hand, loving the feeling of her warmth radiating on him. “Oh Peter” She whispered.
“You told me you needed to think about it…” he stopped for a moment “I know I’ve been a terrible soulmate but- I really want to prove to you that I love you, I want to be with you”
“Oh Peter” she said again, she wrapped her arms around with a grunt she hauled him into her warm house, The warmth instantly wrapping Peter up. With a soft groan Peter laid against her couch, his body aching with each movement. She quickly took a seat beside him, wrapping the wool quilt around him. Her hand slowly brushing the fallen pieces out of his face. A sympathetic smile wrapped around her lips. “Why?”
“You’re my other half without you I am nothing” he whispers, she closes her eyes slowly before pressing her head against his. “I don’t how I functioned so long without having you in my life, without seeing your face. Mentally, Physically, Emotionally I am nothing without you.
“God you are such an idiot Peter Parker” she states with a soft chuckle, her warmness radiating on him. His hand steadily wrapped around her hips holding in place.