Peter Parker x Enemy!Reader
Summary: Peter Parker and I have always had a tense relationship, but there was always a line that you wouldnât pass. What happens when one day you do, and there are horrible repercussions? Will you and Peter make up, or will it be an endgame for you?
Warnings: A bit of angst, and fighting, but a lot of fluff in the end.
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âAre you really going to ignore me forever?â, you asked Peter, buckling up your seatbelt. It had been a week after your flight, and you two hadnât said a word to each other. You had tried to apologize several times, but it was hard when Peter skipped school just to avoid you, and while training, he made sure to stay out of your radius.
So you didnât really have a wide variety of ways to say sorry to him. There were no insults thrown at each other, no teasing and definitely no normal conversations. Even now, Peter just looked away, his jaw clenched shut at the question you asked. Sighing, you turned away, focusing on the floor rather than Natâs questioning eyes. Everyone in the compound could see something had happened. Usually, your dad had to separate you two from biting each otherâs heads off, with the rest of the team cheering either one on. But this week? It had been pitch silence at the compound.
You could pretend you didnât care, but you did. A lot. When MJ had called you up after the fight, you had been a mess. And maybe, just maybe, it was because you wanted the conversation in the closet to go well. âWellâ in a way that you finally told Peter you liked him, and hopefully, he reciprocated it. But the cards were definitely not in your favour, because the day ended with him storming out, and leaving a red-faced, teary-eyed mess behind.
âOkay team, here is how itâs going to goâ, Tony said from the front of the jet, looking back at the 4 of us. âNat and Steve, you two work on getting rid of all the guards inside the place, and I will patrol the outside. Once all the threats are taken out, Y/N and Peter can get in easily and retrieve the Hydra files. It should be easy enough-â
âNoâ, Peter muttered, looking up, his eyes dark. âIâll stay with Steve. Nat can go with herâ, he said, jerking his head towards you. You could feel your throat close up, as you took a deep breath, opting not to say anything. The entire jet went quiet, all the eyes on you. Not knowing what to say, you just nodded, not taking your eyes off the floor.
Instantly, Peter felt bad. He knew you were trying to make amends, but to what? Just so you could go back to fighting 24/7 every day? He didnât want that, not in a billion years. So he just shut you down or ignored you anytime you spoke to him. It was better than getting his heart broken again anyway. But now looking at you, head down, biting your lip, he almost felt like reaching out to you, but the plane lurched forward, indicating you guys had landed.
âAlright team, letâs do thisâ, Tony said, looking hard at you. âAnd remember safety first. This isnât a hard mission, so we can be in and out in 15 minutesâ
At least thatâs what he thought. When Steve and Peter went out to get rid of the soldiers, they were immediately outnumbered, by a lot. Calling in Nat, the four of them kept fighting, giving you a straight passageway to the secret room.
âY/N, you alright sweetie?â, Tony asked, grunting as he got hit again. You said yes, ducking away from a guyâs view, pushing him out of a window with your powers.
âYeah, no one is hereâ, you said, pushing your way into the room, the files just lying there on the table. âBut it seems too easy-â, you began, but the minute you touched the paper, the room exploded.
Bright, hot heat clouded your vision as you were thrown back, your suit feeling like it was on fire. Trying to move away, the last thing you could remember was Peterâs voice in your ear, crying out as your eyes closed, giving in to the sticky darkness that swallowed you.
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âY/Nnnnnâ, you heard Tonyâs voice call out to you, âcâmon, get upâ. You could feel your eyes start to flicker open as a sharp pressure was applied to your head.
âUghâ, you groaned, trying to dull the pounding ache in your head. Pushing your hands up, you couldnât help but wince, a burning pinch travelling up your arm.
âWoah woah woah, relax little Starkâ, Steve said, pushing you softly back down, âyou have heavily burnt your hands. I would refrain from even lifting them upâ
âWha-â, you asked, looking at your dad. Tony sighed, telling Steve to go outside the room, as he came to stand next to you. You looked at him, still confused about what happened.
âYo-you went to the main circuit and apparently, they anticipated it. Well...they anticipated Peter to be there instead of you. Some type of fiery air was released around you, which, based on Bruceâs experiment, showed that it would literally burn Peter from inside his suit.â, Tony stopped for a second, looking outside the door, âUm, since you werenât wearing a suit, it didnât have too much of a boiling effect, but it did cause some burns and severe blackouts-â
âHow long was I out?â, you asked quietly, looking down at your arms, seeing the layers and layers of bandaging on them.
âAbout 2 daysâ, he said, looking at you closer. âPeterâs been out there the entire time, waiting for you to wake upâ Tony chuckled, resting his hand on your shoulder. âI donât know how many times Iâve told him to go home, but he just wouldnât listen to me-â
âWhere is he now?â, you asked, surprised he had stayed behind to see you. After your fight, you were so sure that the chances of making up(making out) with Peter were close to zero.
âMr Stark, is she awake?â, a drowsy voice called out, as a disheveled Peter came inside the room, his eyes catching onto yours. âH-hey Y/Nâ, he mumbled, eyes wide as they scanned your body.
âSo Iâll leave it to you thenâ, Tony said, backing away, but not before whispering something in Peterâs ear that made his entire face go pink. âIâll be back in an hour, alright? Gotta go pick up Morgan from schoolâ He waved you off, but you were too busy staring at Peter. Who, by the way, looked like a mess. His hair was sticking out in all places, his eyes were bloodshot, and clothes rumpled.
Yet, he still looked like your Peter. Hesitantly, he walked over, almost as if he was too scared to even come near you, but the moment he was close enough to hear you, you blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
âIâm so sorryâ, you whispered. Peterâs eyebrows shot up in surprise.
âWhy are you sorry? Iâm the one who acted like a total dick!â, Peter exclaimed, and it was like a dam broke inside him, ây-you couldâve died Y/N! Why did I-â
âPeter, Iâm fine, okay?â, you said, wanting badly to put your hand on his shoulder, but you couldnât even do that. âAnd Iâm sorry for what I said to you last week- i-it wasnât right, and I didnât even mean it-â
Suddenly, you were cut off, because Peterâs lips were on yours, kissing you as if his life depended on it. You froze for a second, but as he began to pull away, you surged forward, kissing him back.
You couldâve stayed that way forever, in the dim light of the hospital room, kissing your enemy(crush), but you both needed oxygen to live. Pulling back slightly, you kept your forehead on Peterâs, looking into his brown eyes, as his looked into yours.
âI-I needed to do thatâ, Peter whispered, and you understood. âWith you almost dying, I couldnât just-â
âI knowâ, you said back, smiling at him slightly.
âIâm in love with you Y/Nâ, Peter confessed, glancing briefly at you, but blushing down in embarrassment. Not responding for a couple seconds, he took it the wrong way, as he backed up, eyes starting to brim up with tears.
You were so shocked, you didnât even realize that he was almost out of the room. Tyring to speak as loud as possible, you piped up, âIf you leave now, you arenât gonna be here to hear my declaration of love Peteâ
Peter stopped, his hand on the doornob. âWhat?â
You smiled, staring at the familiar mop of curls. âYeah, and if I start speaking as you go out, then Cap might think itâs for him, and thatâs an awkward conversation waiting to happenâ
âWha- declaration of what?â, Peter asked, baffled.
Grinning at the dopey smile of his, you chuckled. âI like you too Peter. Hell, I love youâ
Peter walked closer, âWait, you arenât just saying that out of pity right?â
You rolled your eyes, trying to sit up, âWhen have I ever done something out of pity Parker?â
âNeverâ, Peter replied, a smile taking over his features. He came and sat next to you, and as suddenly as he kissed you earlier, he did so again, this time whispering so close to your mouth, and so quietly, you werenât sure if you even heard him. âWe were literally at each otherâs throats a week ago, and now-â
âWeâre making outâ, you said, smirking, âbut do you want to change that? Iâm sure I can find someone as equally crazy as you to make out withâ
Peter shook his head, laughing. âNot at all...plus, as tough as it is loving youâ, he said, giving you a chaste peck, âitâs well worth itâ
âMhm, tough loveâ, you agreed, smiling at your brown haired boy.
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Wow! Loved writing this, and even though it took a long time to update, I hope you enjoyed this, and I can't wait to write my next one :)
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