Only Us (Part Seven)
Pairing: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader
Summary: What happens when the reader saves Spiderman…while he’s saving you? (things have changed but fuck it I’m still using this summary cuz idk)
Word Count: 1996
Additional Notes: If you would like to be tagged for every part of this series let me know by commenting or something else idk.
“Are you sure you alright?” Spiderman asked as I looked over the building.
“What?” My head shot to him thoughts running through my mind.
“You seem a little off.” He chuckled. “For a couple weeks actually—since that Valentine’s dance.” I shivered looking toward him.
“Yeah sorry.” I mumbled. “I have an english test tomorrow.” I lied. “I’m a little nervous.” I actually was, but not for a made-up english test. It was Peter—he hadn’t exited my thoughts for two weeks, ever since the dance. It scared me, every time I saw him my heart beat quickened.
“You’ll do fine Y/N.” He nodded. I shrugged wrapping my arms around my waist.
“Don’t you have people to save?” I asked him.
“Not right now.” He replied. “I’m spending time with you.” I glanced over at him.
“Don’t you have a life?” I asked. “I mean I would think Spiderman would have a girlfriend of some kind. Like maybe Fireflygirl or something?” He laughed shaking his head.
“No I don’t.” He laughed. “And that would be a stupid name.”
“I like it.” I shrugged. “She could be your light.” I joked.
“I like the dark.” He replied as I giggled. “Besides—I don’t really have time for a girlfriend.
“Yeah with saving the world and such?” I asked. “If it makes you feel better I haven’t had my first kiss yet.” I blushed.
“Why is that surprising?” I asked looking up at him.
“Well—you’re really pretty. I thought you would have some experience.” I blushed again shaking my head.
“There’s more to kissing someone then just looks.” I said. “Especially with me.”
“Why?” He asked. I shrugged.
“I don’t really trust people…” I whispered. “So the action of trusting someone—even for something as simple as a kiss…I don’t know it freaks me out.”
“Don’t you have anyone you trust like that?”
“Besides you?” I asked a blush on my cheek. “You are about the only male that I am not related to that I trust—wait no just only male.” There was a silence for a couple seconds before I turned looking at him.
“So.” I walked toward him.
“So?” He asked.
“I’m gonna ask you something—and you can say no if you want.” Nerves flooded me as I looked up at him.
“Alright…” I swallowed stepping closer to him. “Can I—can I kiss you?” There was a silence again and I turned bright red.
“You know I’m wearing a mask right?” He asked.
“Yeah.” I whispered reaching up to feel the fabric. “I can still kiss you.” I said folding up the mask so it rested on his nose. I let out a shaky breath as I looked at his pale lips and then back at his eyes which were still covered.
“Alright then.” He whispered. “Kiss me.” I swallowed, I wasn’t really expecting him to say yes, but now I really had no choice. I leaned up slowly inches from his lips.
“Are you sure you are guy?” I asked. He chuckled a cute grin expanding on his face. It seemed familiar but I couldn’t place it.
“Yeah.” I swallowed again. “I’m sure.” I nodded slowly before pressing my lips against his for a half of a second before pulling away quickly.
“Okay I kissed you.” I blushed
“That wasn’t a kiss.” He mumbled.
“Yes it was.”
“No it wasn’t.”
“I thought you wanted to kiss me.”
“Try again.” He said.
“Really.” I sighed leaning up again attaching my lips against his for longer this time squeezing my eyes shut. I was about to pull away until I felt his arm around my waist and his hand move to the side of my face. Our lips moved together as I my heart raced more nerves flooding me. It felt nice…really nice. It felt like there was fire on my lips and I couldn’t pull away. I felt his tongue roll against my bottom lip. We continued to kiss as my lungs begged for breath. But—there was something missing, my mind run a mile a minute until it came to a conclusion. Peter. My eyes squeezed tighter as I thought about him guilt filling me as Spiderman held me closer. I pulled away from him breathing heavily.
“I can’t.” I breathed. “I can’t do this.” I turned away from him biting my lip.
“Y/N—” His hand circled around my wrist turning me around again. “It’s just a kiss…” He trailed off.
“It’s not—I didn’t want—I shouldn’t have kissed you.” I said tears threatening my eyes.
“Why not?” He asked as he pulled his mask down again.
“Because—I—I just—I think…I think I like someone else.” I admitted fear gripping me.
“You never said you liked me Y/N.” He sighed. “It’s okay.”
“But I shouldn’t have kissed you!” I told him. “I thought that it would work get him out of my head but I can’t—”
“It’s alright Y/N.” He sighed.
“Don’t you want to know who?” I asked throwing him a confused look. He was always interested in anything It told him.
“No.” He shook his head. “I-I really don’t.”
“Why not?” I asked.
“Because it’s not like know him.” He shrugged.
“I thought you would talk to me about it.” I mumbled.
“Well you are wrong.”
“Peter. Peter Parker.” I said quietly.
“What?” Spiderman said.
“Peter Parker— that’s his name. That’s who I can’t get out of my head.” I turned to look at Spiderman as he froze looking down at me.
“Oh.” He said softly. “He seems…nice.” He nodded.
“You don’t know anything about him.” I gave him a confused look.
“I know— I just…he seems nice.”
“I danced with him at the Valentine’s Dance.” I mumbled. “It was really nice.” I looked over the city my hands fiddling with each other. “Really really nice.” I whispered. “And he is really smart—like really smart.” I added.
“Why don’t you tell him?” He asked. “You seem to like him…” I blushed shaking my head.
“I can’t—I don’t.” I stammered. “I was really mean to him.” I mumbled.
“I’m sure he’s already forgiven you.” Spiderman replied. I shrugged running my hands through my hair.
“You want to know the truth?” I turned to him. “I’m scared.”
“Why would you be scared?” He asked. “I’m sure he really likes you.”
“How would you know?” I asked narrowing my eyes.
“Uh—h-he danced with you didn’t he?”
“Yeah.” I blushed a smile forming on his face. “I’m sorry.” I mumbled.
“What for?” He asked.
“For kissing you—I shouldn’t have done that we are friends and that’s weird—”
“You shouldn’t apologize for kissing me Y/N.”
“I probably sucked in comparison.” I mumbled.
“I actually—uh haven’t ever kissed anyone.” He replied.
“You’re kidding.” I raised my eyebrows. He crossed his arms looking down at me.
“Way to make me feel bad.” He grumbled.
“No no it’s fine.” I blushed. “You just—you seemed to know what you were doing…”
“So did you.” He shrugged. I blushed again shaking my head.
“Alright.” I said awkwardly. “I think I’m gonna go study.” He nodded.
“Don’t listen to your music that loud, you’ll blow out your eardrums.” He said.
“No promises webs.” I smiled walking toward the fire escape.
“Hey Y/N.” Ned greeted as I walked into the tutor center the next day. “Ready to learn about more Algebra?”
“Sure?” I laughed sitting on the table taking out my stuff.
“Um so Peter’s is going to tutor you today.”
“Oh.” I mumbled nerves flooding me. “U-um why?” I asked. I wasn’t thrilled for Peter to see how dumb I was. Of course he had tutored me before, but it was completely different now.
“Uh—I’ve got stuff.” Ned said. I narrowed my eyes.
“What kind of stuff?” I asked.
“Just stuff.” He shrugged. “Hey Peter!” He grinned at his friend. I blushed knowing he was right behind me. “Can you tutor Y/N today? I’ve got other stuff to do.”
“E-er sure.” Peter mumbled.
“Great.” Ned smiled before collecting his stuff. “I’ll see you guys later then.” He said before exiting the tutor center. Peter put his backpack on the ground and took a seat next to me.
“Um so.” He started. “Where are you in the chapter?”
“Uhhh…” I started paging through book. “We were learning about factors, but I got that down pretty easily.” I said. “But I’m having a little trouble with the word problems.” Peter nodded pulling the book towards him.
“Alright let’s try number one then.” He said glancing at me a blush forming on his face. I nodded again.
“Mrs. Madden had fifteen yards of wire.” I started. I continued a blush on my face as I stumbled over words due to the nerves that filtered through my stomach. Now he thinks I can’t read, nice job Y/N.
“Er so we pull out all the numbers in this problem, don’t forget the labels.” He started point to certain words. “All the word tend to confuse a lot of people.” I nodded beginning to write down the numbers in a list. My hand brushed his and he blushed heavily his hand running through his hair.
“A-are you done?” He asked. I nodded slowly. “Alright,” he continued to explain the problem. I glued my eyes to the sheet trying to understand. “So write it down then solve the problem.” He finished. I started to write before I stopped abruptly heat filling my face.
“I still don’t get it.” I dropped my pencil. “Gosh Peter, I’m really sorry—I’m so stupid.” My hand fell into my hands.
“Hey—” He started as I felt his hand on my back before he pulled it back immediately. “You aren’t stupid—trust me.” I looked up at him shaking my head. “I once tutored Linda Molen.” He started. “I asked her what 6 times 3 was—she didn’t know.” I raised my eyebrows looking over at him.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He chuckled his cheeks a little pink. “I asked her to guess and she said 32.”
“That’s 8 times 4.” I giggled. Peter smiled.
“See you got it.”
“Peter we learn times tables in 4th grade.” He blushed again shaking his head.
“Right well you got a B on your test.” He said. “That’s amazing Y/N.” I blushed.
“Yeah thanks to you.” I mumbled. He blushed again his gaze meeting mine. “Uh—Peter.” I mumbled as he stared at me.
“Sorry.” He blushed harder.
“Is there something on my face?” I asked growing nervous. Great. I look even more stupid.
“N-no. You just look—” He started. “Uh nevermind.”
“I’m not wearing make-up today so I know, I look like shit.” I mumbled.
“W-what?” He asked. “Yeah—I mean no—no you don’t look bad at all.” He turned red. “You look—uh really pretty today.” He mumbled. “Not that you don’t look pretty every day—” He said quickly as I blushed furiously.
“U-um thanks.” I mumbled. There was a silence before I spoke again. “Um so the wire—”
“Right.” Peter cleared his throat before continuing to explain the the problem.
“Yeah!” Peter smiled. “That’s right, you got it!”
“Really?” I asked. He nodded. “Good.” I breathed in relief. “It only took me four times. You sure I’m not dumb Parker?” I asked.
“Positive.” He said. I blushed for the millionth time.
“Shit.” I breathe looking at my phone. “I’m gonna be late to work.” I quickly closed my books. “Sorry that I have to leave.”
“No-no it’s fine.” He smiled helping me get ready.
“Um I can try the rest of these questions and then we can review them next week if you want.” Peter nodded.
“Sounds good.” He said. Our fingers brushed each others again as I blushed.
“Okay.” I said throwing my backpack on my back. “Thanks—again.”
“No problem.” He smiled. I blushed again walking toward the doors of the tutor center the nerves slowly exiting my stomach.
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