Dedicated to the one I love
Peter parker x reader
Summary: Peter's worried that he ruined date night by coming home in desperate need of stitches, you let him know that it's okay
W: mentions of sex, wound/injuries mention but its all fluff!
w/c: 1.5k
a/n: can be read for any spidey!
Peter is use to long nights, but he’s just not doing anything any other person his age would be doing. Most of the time when he tells people he is busy at night, their thoughts go to partying or his friends would think he was doing sort of experiment or something they deemed ‘nerdy’.
It would shock them to know he was out in the city fighting crime.
There were some things holding Peter back though. His job, his friends, Aunt May, and you. Every time he would put the mask on, your face would flash before him. You are the reason he is trying to keep the city safe, but oftentimes he would wonder if it was better to simply keep you only safe. It would be easier this way, not to mention there would be no shocking reason a villain would target you.
But Uncle Ben’s words haunt him. Ben was an empathetic saint who made sure to pass that behavior down to his nephew, but he also would never have wanted Peter to see the crime and danger that he does know. It was like two little Peter’s on his shoulders, one saying to help the city and that's it selfish if he doesn’t, but the other would say that Peter keeping his loved one close was enough, he didn’t owe the city anything.
But young fifteen year old Peter made the decision that the now Peter still follows: taking up the title of spiderman, and saving the city of New York.