Lost || Peter Parker
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Word Count: 1,364 words
Requests from anons: Hello! Can I get an imagine where Peter and Y/N are a couple but she doesn’t know he’s Spiderman, and she was on the ferry and he saved her before she could fall in the water, and she recognized it was him because of how he held her close and after that she didn’t talk to him for days and Peter got sick of it and stopped her on her way home and then she told him? Can it have a fluffy ending after the little “fight”? Sorry if its long, thanks
can u write an imagine where the reader is drowning and Spider-Man saves her?
Some Homecoming Spoilers I guess (I mean, it’s kind of just stuff from the trailer)
A/N: Lets pretend that his suit is water proof. Lowkey shitty ending. Sorry if your name is Angel
“You’ll see me back at school on Monday, Peter. I’ll be fine.” Y/N said with a smile as she held both of her boyfriend’s hands in front of her locker. Peter swayed their hands slightly side to side as he let out a sigh, “But do you have to go to Staten Island this weekend? You’re gonna miss our annual movie night. You never miss those!” She chuckled a bit, “I know, but my cousins just flew here and they’re all staying at my Aunt’s house on Staten Island.”
Peter dropped his head, looking at his shoes dramatically, “What am I gonna do without you, angel?!” Y/N laughed as she unlinked one of their hands to begin walking out of the school building. “You have Ned. Plus you’ve been swamped with the Stark Internship recently. That would keep your mind off of things.” She stated, feeling bad that she had to leave.
“Y-Yeah, you have a point.” He awkwardly said, scratching the back of his neck. Y/N smiled widely, turning to look him in the eye, “See, you’ll be fine without me.”
Being Spider-Man came with its perks. Saving the day was so rewarding, everyone knowing who you are, and being known as a hero. The cons, nobody knows who you are. Peter knew he shouldn’t tell anyone about his abilities, he couldn’t put the people he loved in (potential) danger. As much as he wanted to tell Y/N about his powers, he couldn’t. He couldn’t just throw that burden at her.
Y/N stepped onto the ferry that same day, pulling at her backpack straps. She walked up the stairs of the vehicle, leading to the highest level of the boat. She wanted to watch the waves move as the boat did. She stood there, leaning onto the cool, metal railing when the boat departed from the pier.
She looked over, after hearing a loud ruckus, to find a man with mechanical wings swooping into the bottom half of the ferry. “What the fuck?” Y/N muttered to herself but she was suddenly rocked when the boat shook. But the boat rocked more than normal. She looked towards the middle of the ferry, and saw that the middle was gone.
The boat had split in half. Y/N’s eyes widened as she ran to the front end of the boat where the man flew into, to see what had happened. The mechanical bird man flew up awfully close to her. Too close. As he flew over Y/N, one of the wings on his back had hit her, knocking her off of the ferry and into the ice cold water underneath.
She was already fully submerged in the water when Spider-Man webbed up the boat and Iron-Man pushed it together. Peter saw her body hit the water, seeing her quickly sink down as cars plowed towards her left and right. “Y/N!” He shouted before diving into the water, without a doubt in his mind, trying to find her.
Y/N was struggling as a car descended onto her body. Everything was just so shocking, and she had been under the water for so long. She had to breathe, so she did. Water filled her lungs, making her start thrashing around even more. Black spots greeted her vision before everything went pitch black. Peter swam as fast as he could over to her, grabbing her body, and dragging her to the surface.
Peter took a large breath of air when they met the oxygen above as he shot one of his webs towards the top of the ferry. He pulled himself on the web, getting closer to the ferry. They reached the edge and he placed her body lightly onto the boat before pulling himself up onto the spot next to her.
He looked at her chest to see that it wasn’t rising and falling like it should. Peter started freaking out even more than he already was. “Y/N! Y/N, come on!” He shouted as he started doing CPR. All of their happy memories together started flashes before his eyes.
“Just breath, damn it!” He shouted once more, breathlessly. As if she had heard him, she started coughing up water, making her turn on her side to make sure that the clear liquid was no longer in her lungs. Peter, or to Y/N Spider-Man, let out a breath of relief. He sat down on the floor, pulling Y/N towards him.
“Thank god you’re okay. I almost lost you.” He muttered quietly, holding her as close to him as he possibly could. Y/N sat there, on top of Spider-Man not knowing what to do. His voice was so comforting, almost familiar, making her want to stay there forever.
“What would I do without you, angel?” He whispered, cradling her head to his shoulder. Y/N sat there, remembering what her boyfriend had said just a few hours ago.
What am I gonna do without you, angel?
Her eyes went wide as everything came together. Peter always being hung up with his internship, brought to him by Tony Stark AKA Iron Man, Spider-Man’s comforting and soothing voice. A voice that she could never forget.
Her boyfriend, lovable, dorky Peter Parker, was the amazing, spectacular Spider-Man.
He picked her up gently, bringing her to a seat inside the ferry. He placed her down onto the white plastic, and he just stood there, looking at her. “I have to go,” Spider-Man stated quietly, running away, outside of the ferry and swinging back towards the city.
That weekend, Y/N didn’t go to Staten Island (for obvious reasons) and she avoided texts and calls from Peter, until he showed up at her doorstep on Sunday night.
“Y/N” he said breathlessly, pulling her into a tight hug. “I’m so glad you’re okay. I-I heard what happened on the news on Friday. I would’ve come sooner but I was just… I don’t know.” He said pulling away. She nodded her head, rubbing her nose with the sleeve of her sweater.
“Peter….we, we need to talk.” She said opening the door wider, indicating him to come inside. Confusion laced his features as they walked towards her bedroom.
Y/N sat down on her bed, letting out a large sigh, clutching the blankets underneath her. “What do we need to talk about?” Peter asked, standing a few feet away from her with crossed arms. She looked down, holding her head in her hand. “I….. I know you’re Spider-Man.”
His eyes went wide, he was so careful in keeping it a secret, well at least he thought. “What,” he laughed ,“I mean I wish, but I’m not Spi-” He was interrupted by Y/N.
“Please don’t lie to me Peter. I know the truth. It was you on Friday clad in those red and blue spandex.” She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. He ruffled his hand through his hair, feeling awful because her tears where all his fault.
His eyes began to swell with tears just like hers did, “You almost died, Y/N. And it would’ve been my fault.” He brushed the tears off of his cheek, moving to sit next to Y/N.
“If you knew I was Spider-Man, people would’ve found out about how close we are. An-And I have so many enemies, I didn’t want one of them to hurt you.” He sniffled, not making any eye contact. Y/N nodded her head, understandingly.
“I don’t know what I would do with out you, angel.” He sobbed, leaning over her and nuzzling himself into her neck, wrapping his arms around her waist. She wrapped her arms around the middle of his back, rubbing a soothing hand up and down.
“You’d be completely lost.” Y/N said softly with a small smile on her face, kissing the top of Peter’s head lightly. Nothing was kept a secret between the two of them ever again.