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I got this idea while I was taking this huge standardized test, so I'm weird.
-Y/N POV-
Let me explain why I just slammed the door in Peter Parker's face.
I am a student at the Midtown School of Science. I had brought some projects for the Stark Expo home, and a few of my friends to make final checks on them. All of my friends trusted me, I wasn't that smart if you asked me. But they all trusted me, alas, here I was.
Spider-man of all people offered to walk me home to my apartment. I was a huge fan of his. I was going to ask questions about shooting webs and all that stuff once I got home. We walked peacefully to my apartment.
"Which one of those windows are yours?"
He asked pointing up at the tall building.
I pointed near the middle.
"The one with white curtains is mine."
I answered.
"Sweet."
He called to me as he started crawling up to wall of the building.
"You are so weird!"
I shouted to him.
I rushed up the stairs because I didn't want him messing with any of my Stark Expo projects. My luck must've been good today because he tapped the window once he saw me.
"Why'd you do that?"
I asked heaving the window up.
"I do whatever a spider can."
He replied simply.
I rolled my eyes.
"Stay right here. I need to go change out of this."
I said gesturing to my school uniform. I started walking towards my bathroom. I slipped off my white button up shirt, undid my hair, took off my skirt. Replaced my shirt with an oversized Midtown sweater, the skirt with sweatpants. I smiled in the mirror. I got to interview the Spider-Man.
-Peter's POV-
She walked out of her room and I heard the click of another door. I recognized all the projects on her desk besides one. I was a bottle of perfume.
How odd.
Maybe it was Marie's?
Must be.
I examined the bottle closer, the nozzle it had on it would spray more than the regular perfume bottle. I inspected it further.
Then I sprayed some of it into my face.
Real smart Parker. I scolded myself.
I fanned my face for a minute so Y/N couldn't tell I sprayed the perfume and threw myself onto her bed as she entered.
-Y/N POV-
I entered my room again to see Spider-man curled up on my bed.
"Did you touch anything?"
I asked placing my hands on my hips. I thought something was off. He shook his head no. Mmm just superposition then. I sat down on my bed next to him and pulled out a pencil and paper. I wanted to record this.
"So, are the webs all you?"
I asked biting the end of the pencil.
"Y'know, you shouldn't do that."
He answered. My eyes darted up from my price of paper where I was awaiting my answer.
"Do what?"
I asked biting my lip incase I had done something wrong. He groaned.
"Don't do that either. It's a real turn on for guys like me."
My eyes widened in shock. My cheeks were sent up in flames.
"E-excuse me?"
I slightly stuttered.
"Gosh damn. That's sexy."
He purred. I dropped my pencil.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
I asked him.
"Nothing. Is it hot in here or is it just you?"
He pulled off his face mask to reveal my classmate Peter.
"Peter? You're Spiderman?"
I accused him.
"In the flesh hottie. Enough about me, what about you? I wanna know more about you."
He told me taking my hand and kissing it lightly. I blushed even harder. Me and Peter had always been good friends, but wow.
"Peter you know a lot about me."
I said, flushed.
"Not enough."
He said tracing his finger along my jawline.
"You are so damn sexy you know?"
He said.
Then it hit me.
Marie's project was a lust perfume. And he smelled of it.
This makes so much more sense.
"Peter, are you sure you didn't touch anything?"
I asked again.
"Nope. All I wanna touch is you."
He said as he wrapped a stray piece of hair around his finger.
He got my paper and pencil and threw it off my bed. He pushed me over into my back. He started to lean down for a kiss when,
I kneed him the crotch.
"Not cool."
He told me. As I escaped from my bed and ran across my apartment towards my lab to find a cure for this.
I sprinted but I could hear his light footsteps behind me, and above me.
I sprinted even harder. I was supposed to be a nerd! Not an Olympic athlete. Peter was gaining on me fast. I found the door to my lab ahead.
"Don't run away from me baby!"
He called out from not that far away behind me. I opened my door as soon as I closed it. I clicked the multiple locks on my door.
I heard him pounding at my door as I mixed chemicals together for an antidote. I found a spritzer bottle and poured the antidote into the bottle.
The door fell down right as I screwed the top onto the bottle.
"I love you. Don't run from me."
He said in a slurred voice.
He advanced towards me as I kept the antidote behind my back. He leaned into kiss me when I pulled it out from behind my back and sprayed him several times in the face.
He stumbled back. I sat there and took heavy breaths for a few minutes as he shook his head around.
After a few minutes of silence he spoke.
"Y/N?"
His voice cut the silence.
"Peter?"
I said with an edge on my voice hoping it was him.
"I am so sorry."
He said placing his hands onto his forehead.
"I shouldn't have touched your stuff."
He groaned.
I laughed slightly.
"At least I know it works."
I joked.
"Look, I am really sorry about this. And my secret, will you-"
I cut him off.
"Did you mean it?"
I asked finding sudden interest in my lab's floor.
There was silence for a period.
"Yeah, I just wish it would've happened on better terms-"
I cut him off again.
This time with a kiss. His lips tasted of strawberry. The scent of the antidote apparently.
"I love you Spider-Man, Peter, whoever you are."
He hugged me.
"I love you too."
"Now you pick up my pencil and paper you threw you jerk."
I said sarcastically.
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