“Pete! Did you finish that chem assignment? Because I am literally stumped and could really use your…” You trailed off as you looked up from the messily written notebook page to see Peter standing in the middle of his room in what was either some really good cosplay or what explained why he had been acting so weirdly the past couple of months.
“Uh…school play?” he tried, giving you a very unconvincing smile.
“You’re…Spider-Man. My best friend in the entire universe is an arachnid. This is so exciting! And the suit! Beth was just telling me yesterday that she thought Spidey got an upgrade. Ooh, let me guess - Stark, right? Oh shit! You know -”
He pulled you fully inside his room and shut the door, wincing as you continued to ramble on about how awesome it was before he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
“What was that for?”
“For not telling me, duh. And for doing it in the first place! So that ‘Steve’ guy who beat you up was actually Captain America… Seriously, though, Peter, tell me these things next time. Because I know that there’s going to be a next time.”
“Your lack of trust for me is endearing, (Y/N), it truly is,” he said, sending a smirk your way.
“Don’t get sarcastic on me, Parker. Just help me with chemistry and then you take me for a swing because that has to be an awesome feeling.”
He chuckled, plopping down on his bed, “yeah, it is.”
A/N: I’m sorry. That’s all I have to say, lmao. Please don’t hate or kill me.
Summary: The Green Goblin uses you to hurt Peter.
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
p.s. I was listening to this song while writing, so maybe you should listen to it too… I don’t know, man… Maybe…
You heard your window
creak and you smiled, turning to face Spider-Man—or rather, Peter Parker, your
boyfriend. The smile fell off of your face when you saw the menacing smile
aimed at you. You lunged for your phone, which was resting in the middle of
your bed. A second before you reached it, the man’s hand gripped your hair and
yanked your entire body back, away from your phone.
There was a short
struggle as you thrashed, trying to dislodge him, but then pain blossomed on
the back of your head and your vision swam. You gasped for air and your knees
gave out as everything went black.
When you woke up, you
were laying on something hard and cold. Wind was whipping around you and your
thoughts came rushing back into your mind all at once. Your eyes snapped open
and you sat up, your heart leaping into your throat when you saw where you
Imagine Person A hates how they look when they smile, so they try not to smile a lot. Person B loves Person A’s smile though, so they keep trying to get Person A to smile and laugh and keep trying to get good pictures of it.