Peter Parker over Spider-Man
You tightened your coat as it poured rain in your shortcut alley to home. Your boss made you work another hour at your job, now it being near ten at night. You heard multiple whistles as you walked down the alley. You currently regreted not going to the bank and checking your check to get a cab ride. At the words, “She’s mine boys!” You walked faster, unfortunately you knew it was around a mile and half long alley.
You felt rough hands pushing your wrists onto the brick wall. “Hi honey, wanna come home with me to night?” He smirked and nipped at your neck. “Pl-please no, no!” You begged. “Oh honey, it won’t hurt. Especially if you relax. I can put a few things in you to get there.” He whispered deeply in your ear. “No! I can’t! Please! You can take the money in my pockets.” You pleaded, wanting his drug and alcohol smelling body off of you. “Hey buddy!” A large web hit him and he was stuck on the wall across from you. Your breath was heavy and Spider-Man swooped down in front of him. “The lady said no!“ He exclaimed and hit him in the face. “Learn to respect that!” He yelled and then turned to you. “You okay?” His voice was gentler. You nodded, still shocked. “Pretty girls like you should stay out of these types of alleys.” Spider-Man happily spoke and twipped away into the city.
*Next Evening*You were lucky enough to have a day off from work. Unlucky to have a test the next day. You sat across from your friend Peter with the next book in your lap. “Peter,” you had to tell someone, “Promise you won’t tell anyone or think that I’m crazy.” You smiled. “I promise.” Peter answered you. “I encountered with Spider-Man last night. He saved me…. he even called me pretty.” You gushed. “I’ve never been called that before.” You played with a stran of hair. Peter looked at you, “He knows what he’s talking about.” He quietly spoke, just loud enough for you to hear. You closed your book and sat next to him. “What did you say?” You questioned. “S-Spider-Man is awesome.” Peter stuttered. You shook your head at him. “Peter Parker, you are a terrible liar.” You kissed his cheek. He blushed all the up into his ear. “That bad, huh?” He asked, looking at you. You kissed his lips, “That bad.” You replied. “Wait, if you had to pick between Spider-Man and me, who would you pick?” Peter questioned. You. Always over Spider-Man, you’re nearly always here for me. Spider-Man is just a one time thing.“ Peter pulled you into a kiss, “Right answer.” Peter smirked. “Don’t get to cocky Parker.” You giggled.