Professional (Peter Parker x reader)
Requested: no :0
Warnings: Angst, blood (kinda), swearing (v little)
Plot: Reader is an assassin. While on a mission, Peter spots her aiming at an important figure and, in the heat of the moment, jumps in front of the bullet. Reader was trained to not care, but something changed inside her when she saw the hero crumble to the ground.
(A/N): this is my first fic I’ve posted on Tumblr ever. Gg. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! The writing is kinda iffy bc I wrote this hella late in the night lol but I hope you like it anyway!
Peter Parker was a smart boy.
It was a very well-known fact to everyone who knew him.
He just wasn’t very smart when it came to quick-thinking sometimes.
“Parker, you see her yet?” Tony asks from the comm his ear, causing Peter to flinch lightly. “She’s nearby, I’m just a few…” he trails off when rounding the corner, stopping when he saw her perched up on the building in front of him. She was loading her rifle. While he was frozen, staring at her in a strange mix of fear and wonder, he noticed she was young. “Mr. Stark, do you know how old she is?” He finally speaks up, climbing the building right beside the one she was perched on. “She’s about your age, that’s why we’re trying to get her to join us..don’t you dare try to woo the target-” “I’m not! I’m…she just looks my age! I thought-” Peter stopped talking when he saw her aim. Holy shit. He didn’t expect this to happen so quickly. “She’s aiming!” He whisper-yells into the comm, not taking his eyes off the girl. She squints one eye, taking her time as she did what she did best. “What?! But she’s not supposed to…” Peter wanted to listen, he really did. But his priority was shifted drastically to figuring out what to do. Her finger grazes the trigger, and just as she pulls, Peter jumps in front of the bullet. He felt a sharp pain in his side as he slid on the harsh concrete of the roof, stopping just on the edge beside the girl.
She was shocked. And, for the first time in her career, (Y/N) felt remorse. Her eyes shoot up to the crowd and her target as they all scream and run at the sound of gunfire. (Y/N) contemplated shooting again, but after hearing the harsh groan of the boy beside her, she grunts in frustration, tossing her rifle to the side.
She doesn’t know why, but she begins to rush to him, pressing on the wound and reaching for her medkit.
“You’ll be fine. Don’t be a baby” were her “comforting” words. Peter didn’t care. He was focused on both the pain and the fact that (Y/N) (L/N), a supposed ruthless assassin, was helping him. She reaches for his mask, pulling it up slightly. Peter protests weakly, earning a sigh from the (H/C) girl. “I won’t take it off. Just bite on it to help the pain” she explains. Peter nods. “Thanks” he managed. She only replies with a nod. Peter hears a voice through his ear piece again.
“Parker! Is everything under control?”
Peter widens his eyes, pressing on the comm and quickly spluttering out a reply. “Uh…yeah! I was uh…hit? I got shot but it’s okay! She’s helping!” (Y/N) doesn’t acknowledge the comment, she only continues to work on his wound. Tony is audibly confused “She’s…helping you?” He asks. Peter glances at her, wincing loudly when she places a disinfectant on his wound. “Yeah! Yeah…” The older man hesitates, then sighs. “Okay, you get…that help” he exhales, defeated. “Just come back when you’re ready. And bring the girl, if you can” Peter lowers his arm, leaving himself in an awkward silence that was only broken when the assassin finally spoke up. “So…Peter Parker, huh?” She questions though it was more of a statement to the injured teen. He sighs. “Just…please, don’t tell anyone?” His question made (Y/N) chuckle. Peter furrows his brows, so she begins to explain. “Listen, I’ll keep your identity a secret if you wipe my history clean” she pulls back, signifying that she was done patching him up. “I’m helping you for this, so you gotta hear me out” Peter slowly sits up, groaning in pain but nodding anyway, eager for her to continue. “I don’t want this anymore. I mean, sure, the pay is good and all, but I don’t wanna be the villain anymore” the girl admits. Peter nods slowly. “Well, that’s actually why I’m here in the first place. Mr. Stark wanted you on our…um, organization?” (Y/N) raises an eyebrow. “Well, then yeah. Of course, I’ll join, before you even ask” she stands up, holding her hand out as a support for the weak boy. “Uh…great!” He responds, smiling awkwardly.
“Just don’t tell anybody else about this” (Y/N) adds. Peter looks down at her, brow raised.
“I’m still a professional”
I really hope you liked this! requests are open rn, so if you want you can ask me to write you something! I’m actually looking for some rn, so please do drop by! <3