Struggle Part 1
Summary- Peter Parker isn’t the only one that is keeping secrets at Midtown high. Much less being the daughter of Stephan Strange and one of the only females in her coven, Y/n is in for a little surprise. (YOU ARE SMALL AND LOOK LIKE YOU COULDN’T HURT A FLY)
Pairing- Peter Parker x reader, Peter Parker x witch!reader, Peter Parker x Strange!reader
Warning(s)- Language, Action, Gore
Part 2
The breath in your throat caught as a sliver of fur went across for bare leg- a calm reminder of your protector that sat under the table covered in shadows and air.
“Y/n?” Head snapping up you looked back over to where Peter Parker was sitting across from the table next to Ned. Your leg was lying on the other side nearly on Pete’s.
“Hmm?” You questioned back before looking into the warm golden eyes that were fixed on you. A look that you were now looking forward to seeing every day as you came to school.
“I- We were thinking about coming over to my place tonight- I mean if you want to. You don’t need to.” Hearing something that sounded along the lines of ‘nice’ that Ned muttered to Peter.
The Masters of Mythic Arts. That was the potential issue. With the current dealings with the whole time stone thing that was now lying heavily around your neck you didn’t want to think of anything other than having a good time. Knowing that there might be a chance that you could be dead tomorrow.
“Yeah, sounds great. This is probably going to be one of my only free nights tonight.” And I really would like to spend it with you.
The Ancient Ones were so far up your ass about your training that you wouldn’t be surprised if you were to get summoned. Assholes.
“Great! I’m so glad you can go since me and MJ are busy tonight. I’ll see you guys tomorrow!” Ned rushed out before dodging his way out of the lunch room with the crowd of students being dismissed by the bell.
Your heart seemed to seize in your chest as you looked over to where Peter was looking dumb-folded at where his friend just ditched him alone with the girl of his dreams.
“Does that still work for you?” You said your voice seeming more steady than you thought it would be as you looked over to the cute nerd.
“Yes- totally! I mean- sure.” He tried to play it out cool as you just rolled your eyes surging forward with a new found confidence and kissed him on the cheek before turning away as soon as you could.
“See you, Parker.”
***
Warmth encased your body as your eyes shuttered open probably being the most comfortable that you had been in the past couple of days.
There was an arm wrapped around your midsection as well as a warm breath touching the side of your neck.
Peter.
“You guys look comfy.” Your head shot up nearly smacking Peter in the face before he dodged it.
“Jesus, May!” Peter Cursed out before snaking his hand from your waist and shooting up as well on the couch. It wasn’t unusual that you hung out with Peter and were close but it was the first time that you fell asleep- cuddling.
Blush reached your cheeks as you looked over to Aunt May who was grinning towards your disheveled form and where you were now a foot away from him.
“I was going to tell you guys that Mr. Stark just called requesting Peter to come to the tower but I am sure that I could make up some sort of excuse if you guys want to stay and cuddle some more.”
You didn’t think that it could be possible to blush even more but you were utterly wrong, Peter strung up at the name and moved to go to his room.
“I should probably go, my dad is waiting-” You stumbled to come up with an excuse as May winked at you Peter giving her an exasperated look.
A ding ran through the room almost immediately as to which you grabbed your phone checking the messages. Dad:
15 minutes ago-Y/n. Are you coming? You have training tonight.
7 minutes- Y/n, sweetheart?
Now- Come now
Saved by the freaking bell. Your eyes shifted to where Peter was standing a bit of a goofy look on his face as you tucked your phone into your pocket the shadow that always seemed to follow you waiting in the shadows to protect you at any moment.
A ring of the doorbell turned your attention to a large framed teenager a year older than you.
Matthew Veneer, one of the youngest other than you in your coven and probably one of the only people you were wholly comfortable in the coven, other than your father.
He was also from your school but he was more of a popular guy or sorts but you were also.
“Hi, Matthew? How are you?” May said politely but you could see Peter’s face harden because of Matt. You never knew why but he just- didn’t like him. May had seen him probably- once.
“Pretty good, Ms. Parker. I’m here for, Y/n.”
“See you. Bye May.” You urged before turning and making your way towards the door. Almost as soon as you got towards the door you squeezed his arm so hard that he grunted out but all he did was wrap an arm around your waist to keep you from hurting him more.
“What are you doing here, Matt? I can take care of myself. By Agamotto, Matt!” You cursed as he continued to drag you out of the apartment building.
“They are after the stone. Most likely they are tracking our magic. We need to get back now.”
Your blood chilled. The Eye of Agamotto lying on your chest. Sensing your stress the shadow formed into a shape- a cat. Ever since you had the Eye you had Circe. She was your protection - well other than your own powers.
***
“I don’t need a guard dog!” You shouted as soon as you got into the house angry with Matthew’s insensate need to be close and protect you.
“You fell on the subway-”
“Say one more thing and I will-” You were caught off by a book flying at your head in which you swung your hand around causing the book to fly into the next room someone nearly ducking the book.
Spider-man and Tony Stark were sitting in your living room.
