“You’re not cool.”

“I’m Spider-man, that’s pretty cool!”

“Right, but you’re still a dork. I mean, take away the suit and suddenly that tiny bit of coolness you claim to have is gone,” you laughed.

Peter held back his laugh as he fought to think of something to fire at you. Neither of you were sure how you’d got into this unusual competition, but it was certainly a good laugh—or at least it was funny to watch the other try to keep a straight face, as that seemed to be part of the game too.

“Well, nobody’s ever heard of you,” Peter quipped.

“Are we being literal here?” you asked, smirking and hoping he’d take the bait.

“Well, not lit-”

“Oh no, you are right, you are nobody.”

Peter gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw, hating to lose, “I’ve been to space.”

“Shame they didn’t keep you, or were they just as fed up with you as Earth?”

“At least I’m doing something with my life!” He was getting more agitated as your smile grew with triumph.

“Arguing with a high schooler, yeah, that’s something.”

“Who else am I supposed to argue with? The elderly?”

“Might win if you do that.”

“You don’t think I can win?”

“Peter you were literally blipped from existence, I know you can’t win,” but as soon as you said it, Peter laughed, biting his lip in silent defeat.

“I can’t, you win,” he smirked, running a hand through his hair.

“Yes!” You celebrated quickly before wrapping your arms around his shoulders, “I was only joking, by the way. Love you really,” you winked, pecking his cheek.

Peter blushed deeply, trying to catch your hand as you pulled away from him, but he missed, “Wait! What?!” He called after you, running to catch up.

peter would so do this omg with his clumsy ass

“hey, peter,” you greeted the curly-haired brunet in a confused tone. you didn’t really know the kid having only seen him in passing. you had some of the same classes together and your roommate worked on a paper with him once at your shared dorm. “gwen’s not here by the way.”

“that’s fine. could you, um, take me to the hospital?” he asked as he held up the hand he was holding with his other. it was then you noticed the reddened skin and how it shook.

“shit, peter. what did you do?” you questioned quickly as you grabbed the wrist of the hand he previously held to examine it. you were no doctor but you could tell if something was bad or not.

“touched dry ice.” when the words slipped from his lips, you threw him an incredulous look. peter parker, probably one of the smartest people you knew, touched dry ice. upon seeing your expression, the boy decided to further explain. “it was for a fog machine and was purely incidental. total accident but i’ve always heard you are never supposed to touch it and that if you do, see a doctor immediately.”

“okay,” you responded before slipping on some shoes and your jacket. “let’s get you to the hospital then.”

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➳ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | r wonders what Peter is listening to at lunch

➳ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Peter Parker x gn!reader

➳ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 | none

➳ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 | mcu

➳ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 286

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You threw your books into your locker and practically slammed it shut. It was finally lunch period. This morning, your teachers had been extra cruel to you with two tests, an essay, and one pop quiz.

You were being dragged through the mud. All you wanted was one break. At least you had lunch, after that, only a few more classes and then you can go home and take a bubble bath or some shit like that.

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