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blewink · 4 years

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Two Meant To Be //kth Chapter Two

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warnings: fingering, dirty talk, college au, dom!taehyung, sub!reader, lil bit of exhibitionism, Ta’s a lowkey tease this who chapter, and some fluffy stuff near the end

word count: 4.9k

a/n: I accidently added in an extra character in the last chapter, i’m gonna fix that but i thought i’d address it. but this chapter is way longer than the last one but i had a lot of fun writing it! I hope ya’ll like it

-blue 💙

After hours and hours of walking around the mall and trying on dozens of dresses to find a few that actually flattered you well. Jennie had a few pictures from the night of Wendy’s party since you apparently looked really good then, you made sure the dresses you bought has a similar silhouette to the dress of that night. You also bought some jackets and tights since the weather had gone completely freezing over the past week and you hadn’t updated your wardrobe for winter yet. Your friends would say you were very committed to keeping style and overall vibe to “pastel child meets cottagecore whore with a little bit of some risque form fitting clothes.” Although you did like spicing things up sometimes and went for all black outfits too.

After finally meeting up Wendy and Mina, it didn’t take long for Jennie to spill the beans to them. As soon as the words left Jennies mouth, the two girls started squealing and jumping around like children. You weren’t gonna lie, this familiar rush of liking someone was a really good feeling, it made you excited for what was gonna happen next. Mina whisper shouts,”I knew you liked him, I really did.” You could feel your cheeks straining from smiling so hard. “Okay okay! The whole mall doesn’t need to know!” You tell them. The chaos then got interrupted by Jennie clapping her to make an announcement. “Alright girlies, in honor y/n having a crush,” she draws out the last word and nudges your side, “I say we should have a nice dinner today. And not just some fancy restaurant, we should make it ourselves.” You all nod in agreement. Jennie continues, “Then it’s settled. I’ll call the boys and see if they can go to the grocery store to buy some stuff.” She pulls out her phone and calls Namjoon. “Hey Joon, so the girls and I want to have a nice dinner with the roomies.” You hear Namjoon’s muffled voice on the other side of the line. “No, no specific reason,” She giggles and looks at you, your cheeks surely turning red. “Alright, well take Jimin and Chan with you. Tae’s gonna help us when we get home. See you soon, bye.”

On the drive home you get a text message from Taehyung, you feel your stomach flutter and you open the messaging app.

Tae🐯: hey do you know why joon left me home all alone? he said jennie had something for me to do.

You: idk, jennie just wanted to do something fun and we can’t go against the birthday girl

Tae: yeah you’re probably right. anyways, how are you holding up? yknow with the breakup…

You: i’m doing a lot better, thanks for checking up on me tho :)

Tae: yeah ofc, i care abt you a lot and i just wanted to make sure you were okay

Wendy’s voice takes you out of your trance, you look up confused as you didn’t hear what she said “Sorry, what did you say?” Wendy and Mina laugh causing Jennie to ask what was happening, since she was driving and didn’t notice what happened. Mina answers, “I was calling her name but she’s been smiling at her phone like an idiot.” The car erupts in laughter and you try to hide your face in your hands. “Come on guys, don’t make fun of her. It’s kinda cute, it’s like a first crush.” You're relieved that you had Mina on your side at least. In an effort to stand up for yourself you say, “He just texted me to see how I’m holding up.” Mina lets out a small ‘awe’ then says “That’s so cute.”

After about twenty minutes and more teasing from your friends, you arrive at home. Yes, you live with your friends in a giant house and no, it’s actually not as bad as some might think. Everyone puts in their share for rent and you actually prefer living with other people as it makes you feel more safe. As you and the other girls pull out all your bags from shopping, you see Taehyung walking out of the house and towards the car. Seeing him now, your mind couldn’t get rid of Jennie’s words. The thought of him thinking of you in a romantic way makes you feel a little lightheaded. “Hey girls, any of you need help with your bags?” Mina, Wendy and Jennie in unison said no and left you with a few extra bags so you wouldn’t be able to hold all of them and you would need the help of Taehyung. “What was that about?” he asked while giggling a bit. Flustered, you don’t answer his question and try to grab all the bags. You don’t notice him making his war to your side of the car until you feel a hand on your waist. Immediately causing you to gasp and drop your bags.

You’re beyond embarrassed at this point and you feel you could crawl in a hole and die. “Hey are you okay?” Taehyung's deep voice fills your ears causing your body to shiver. “Y-yeah I’m okay, could you help me carry some stuff though?” He nods, “Yeah, of course. But let’s get you up first.” He reaches his hand to you and you grab it, pulling yourself up. You pick up a few bags and Taehyung grabs the others. As you were walking to the front door, you noticed how cold it was outside already and it didn’t help that the wind was picking up too. Taehyung matches your pace and then he asks you, “Are you still gonna go to New York for Jennies birthday?” You respond, “Yeah I’m not gonna let Lucas ruin my best friends birthday and I love New York too much and I’m not missing out on that.” You let out a soft laugh before you finally reach the front door.

Once you were finally inside, you made your way up the stairs to your room, Taehyung following close behind you. You reach your door and you set your bags down to open the door, and walk into your room. Walking over to your vanity you set your bags down and when you turn around Taehyung eyes move quickly to meet yours. Was he just looking at your ass? No. You’re just imagining things. He walked over and placed the bags next to the ones you had. “Thanks for helping me out” you say. He grabs the back of his neck and says,” Yeah no problem” A couple seconds pass without either of you saying a word. You’re staring into his eyes and he’s staring back. After about fifteen seconds of this he clears his throat. “So I’ll see you at dinner.” You say a quick yeah, feeling down that he hadn’t said anything. He closes the door making sure to look at you before the door blocked his view.

He stood with his back to your door for a couple seconds and let out a sigh. He didn’t understand why he didn’t say anything, you looked amazing but you always did. He didn’t know how you felt and it was tearing him up inside. He decided it would be better to not do anything stupid and just walked to room. After Taehyung left, you decided to try on your dresses again and pick one to wear to dinner. You’re half naked with a dress half way up your legs when the door busts open. You scream and try to cover your body but it results in the dress falling down. It’s Tae. He starts apologizing profusely “Oh my god, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to barge in.” At this point you grabbed a towel and covered yourself. “It’s okay, just knock next time.” You nervously laugh. “Oh yeah right, well Jennie wants us to make desert. So you should come down to the kitchen when… you’re done changing.” His face getting mildly red near the end of the sentence. “Oh okay I’ll be there in a few.” He makes his way out but your heart is still pounding. It takes you a couple minutes to compose yourself, but you change into a loose t-shirt, some small shorts and a pair of fluffy socks because it's still a little chilly.

You hear Jennie's voice telling Taehyung about the desert and once you enter the kitchen they both stop talking and look your way. Confused, you say ”what?” Jennie quickly says, “What are you wearing?” “I thought we were baking so picked out clothes I don’t mind getting dirty.” She shakes her head and sighs, “God, what am I going to do with you?” You make a face to Taehyung, mocking Jennie, and he giggles back. Jennie interrupts your moment, “Anyways, you guys are in charge of making a pie. Can I trust you two to not burn the house down?” She cocks her eyebrow up. “Um yeah probably” says Taehyung. Jennie lets out another disappointed sigh and walks out of the kitchen. You make your way to the fridge to get the ingredients to make your pie filling and dough.

While you're searching inside the fridge when Taehyung says, “Can I be honest? I have no clue on how to make a pie.” You can’t say you’re surprised, Tae was more of a cook than a baker. “That’s alright bub. Not to brag but I’ve made a few pies in my day.” You close the fridge and head to the cabinets to get a bowl. When you set the bowl and your other utensils, you look up to see why Taehyung was so quiet, you notice his gaze is again on you. You clear your throat, causing him to snap out of his trance, out of pure curiosity you say, “Liking what you see?” You regret saying those words as soon as they come out of your mouth. “Oh my god, pretend I didn’t say that! Let’s just ignore that.” You make your way to your bowl and start mixing your ingredients as an uncomfortable silence fills the room. You hear his footsteps come closer and you look up at him, his eyes seem darker than they were just a couple minutes ago, “What if I did?” Your jaw drops a bit, leaving your lips parted just a bit. How were you supposed to respond? Did he have feelings for you? Your emotions were all over the place. He lets out a little laugh as his face gets closer to yours to where you can almost feel his lips on yours, “I think you’re enjoying this a little too much baby” The pet name causing you to blush and his eyes look down at your lips and he continues, “And you’re drooling a bit.” He taps your bottom lip and walks to the other side of the kitchen, sitting back in his previous spot.

Feeling flustered, your actions were a little jumpy while you finished the pie. Not to mention that you could practically feel his gaze burning on you. Finally you put the pie in the oven, when you look up you see Taehyung distracted by his phone. You place your hands on our hips and clear your throat, when his eyes meet yours, the familiar darkness is still there. “Gee thanks for being such a great help Taehyung.” You made sure your words were coated in sarcasm. “You said you had it covered, didn’t you?” His eyebrow cocks up at the end of the question. You graon in anger and storm out of the kitchen while shouting, “You’re going to be the death of me Kim Taehyung!”

He always enjoyed teasing you like this, he liked seeing you get all flustered just from his words. He couldnt help but think of all the things he could do to you, fuck, now he’s hard. He didn’t understand why affected him this much but he needed to get ready for the dinner. You found yourself in your room with dresses all over the place, it was surprisingly hard to find the perfect dress to wear to something so casual yet so important. You ended up choosing a form fitting, simple black dress. It only took you thirty minutes to pick it but it was perfect. You quickly curled your hair a bit, did some soft glam makeup, picked out a few gold accessories and finished with a few sprits of sweet smelling perfume. You were lowkey feeling yourself when you looked at your complete look in the mirror and you even snapped a few pictures and posted your favorite two. As if on cue, your alarm went off, indicating your pie was ready. You made your way to the kitchen as fast as you could, which wasn’t that fast since you had your heels on.

Luckly, when you took it out it was perfectly golden and not burned. You sighed in relief and sat on the countertop. It was only a couple minutes when Jennie came rushing in, “Oh thank god you’re here, can you help me set up the table?” You nodded but were still confused by her urgency as your friends were never ones for punctuality. “Jennie, why are you so stressed? It’s just gonna be us and the roomies.” A loud, sarcastic laugh comes from Jennie, “I wish, my mom just called and she’s on her way. I ordered pick up from some restaurant because we’re not going to have time for cooking, the boys are picking that up.” You two were now in the dinning room, you were placing the plates on the long table. “Why don’t you ask the girls and Tae to help us? Wouldn’t it be more efficient for more of us to help out?” Jennie gives you a small smile after mentioning his name. “Yeah you would like that wouldn’t you?” Your face heats up for the hundredth time today, seems like you’re going to have to get used to this.

The boys had finally arrived and you were all in the living room sitting on the couch. It was funny seeing you all dressed up but cuddled up on couch. Jennie was telling the rest of the group about her mother’s surprise visit, you looked over to Taehyung to see his reaction but not so surprisingly, he was already looking at you. You continued moving your gaze, pretending you didn’t see him. Jennie’s lecture was interrupted by the doorbell, indicating her mother’s arrival. You all quickly stood up and fixed your apperances, you smoothed down your dress and walked to the door with the rest of your friends. You all stood in a small group as Jennie opened the door. “Hi Omma!” Jennie said in an overly cheerful voice, her mom gives her a hug. Her mom turns to look at the rest of you, “Hi Mrs. Kim!” You all say while bowing.

After all the greetings and catching up, you made your ways to the dinner room, which had already been set up by you and Jennie. While you were each picking a seat, Taehyung made his way next to you. Once Mrs. Kim sat down, the rest of you did too. The rest of the night was filled with laughter and new memories, the food was delicious too. But every now and then you would find yourself getting distracted by Taehyungs hands. The way his fingers gripped around the utensils making his veins prominent, made you feel a little hot. It also didn’t help that he was constantly sneaking his hand down to rub your inner thigh. This was tourture for you, it had been months since anyone had touched you like this. You were able to ignore it for most of the night, that was until Mrs. Kim was saying her goodbyes. You were all gathered at the entrance and you felt Taehyungs hand on your side, giving small squeezes causing you to stutter with your words when talking to Mrs. Kim. Once she left you all made your way to the living room again.

Jennie was the first one to throw her her body on the beanbag next to the couch. The rest of you doing the same soon after. Your feet were starting to feel sore so you were eager to get your heels off. “Well that went well.” You all laugh at Jimins remark. “For real though, the food was pretty good, Jennie where did you find that restaurant?” Chan questions as Jennie sits up to face the rest of you. “It’s my mom’s favorite,” Jennie says as she fixes her hair, “We used to eat there a lot when I was younger.” A comfortable silence falls between the group, but only a minute passed before Mina stands up. “I think we all need to de-stress, how about a movie night? We haven’t done one of those in a while.” A movie night was exactly what you needed right now, so you were very excited, and it appeared so were your roomates. A couple of minutes of bickering later, you all had decided on a movie that none of you had watched yet, which happened to be a scary movie. You weren’t fond of the movie selection but you figured it was bound to be fun. You were now in your room changing into pajamas you had worn earlier, you were too lazy to get a pair of panties so you remained commando. A buzz from your phone interrupted you removing your makeup. You walked over to check what it was, a text from Taehyung. Your stomach fluttered again, yet another sensation you would come to get used to.

Tae: hurry the fuck up, we’re all waiting for you.

You checked your phone to check the time, but only three minutes had passed since you made it to your bedroom. You hurried to remove the last of your makeup and brush out your hair. You picked up a few blankets and a stuffie, and made your way to the living room. To your surprise, you found yourself in an empty room. Where was everyone? “I didn’t think you would get down here so fast.” Taehyungs deep voice fills the room from behind you. You turn around to see him in a loose white t-shirt, hands in grey sweat pants and his hair a ruffled mess. “I thought you said you were all waiting for me?” Your eyes follow his body as he makes his way to the couch. He lets a small laugh out once he’s on the couch, “You really will believe anything I say, wont you?” He pats the side next to him, indicating you to come sit with him. You roll your eyes, you should have know he would something like this. “Why do you keep teasing me Tae?” You sit next to him, leaving enough space between yourselves. “I like seeing how flustered you get, it’s cute.” Before you could answer, Jimin and Chan walk in, Namjoon not too far behind them. It’s only a couple more minutes, when the girls come in too. What did he mean by ‘cute’?

The movie had already started but you didn’t know what was going on, your mind was too busy repeating the words Taehyung had said. You shook your racing mind and tried to focus on the movie. Some girl was hiding in her bedroom from the intruder, at least you think that what you think was happening. She’s on the floor behind the side of the bed when the door opens. She covers her mouth to prevent the intruder from hearing her breathing while the man in the background walks to the closet, the floor creaking underneath him. The music gradually getting louder and louder, suddenly the intruder does a jump scare, causing a few of you to scream. It caused you to jump and reach for the person beside you, who happened to be Taehyung. You gripped his arm and buried your face into his chest. Once you realized you were practically on his lap, you let go of his arm and whispered “sorry.” He placed his hand on your thigh and started rubbing small circles with his thumb. He brought his lips to your ear before whispering, “No need to appoligize sweetheart.” His voice caused you to shiver and you weren’t going to lie, you were a little turned on.

He left his hand on your lower thigh for a couple minutes until he started moving upwards. Your thighs had always been sensitive and you wondered if he still remembered that, even over a year later. You almost panicked, thinking maybe one of your roomates might see you but you realize you have two blankets over you and Taehyung. His hand starts rubbing you over your clothed core, you let out a small whimper. “Don’t make any noise baby, you dont want our friends to hear what a little mess you are for me, do you?” You shake your head. He continues his movements, rubbing right over your clit, you feel your wetness already seeping onto your shorts. His actions stop as he reaches further up to the top of your shorts, his fingers playing with the waistband before they delve into your shorts. Your breath hitches as his hand is now touching your bare cunt, “No panties?” He tisks, “Were you expecting something like this to happen?” You don’t answer his questions and the sensation of his touch makes your skin feel as though it’s on fire. His other hand reaches your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes, “Answer me when I ask you questions, kitten.” The new pet name causes you to gush a little more, you could tell he felt it too because of the cocky smirk he has on. “Does kitten like being called names?” It takes everything to respond to him. “Yes,” you whisper. You’re still facing him when he plunges a finger into your needy cunt. You slap your hand over your mouth as moan threatens to come out. Taehyung smiles at your reaction, he always loved how reactive you were to him touch.

You two were now facing the TV again while his finger was sliding in and out of your pussy agonizingly slow. It was probably for the better, if he was going any faster, you were sure your roomates might hear your pussy squelching. His thumb circled around your clit causing your walls to tighten around his finger. Once he added another finger you felt yourself getting closer to your release. His pace picked up a bit causing you to bury your face into your blankets. “Are you close baby?” You nod, as you’re incapable of opening your mouth without a moan coming out. Only a few more trusts later and you open your mouth in a silent scream as your orgasm overtakes your body. His fingers ride you through your high and your body shakes as he pulls his fingers out. His fingers glisten in the light provided by the TV, he takes in index finger into his mouth, tasting your release. He then orders for you to open your mouth as he sticks his middle finger into your mouth. You suck on it, circling your tongue around his digit while tasting yourself. He pulls his finger out, “Good girl.” The praise makes you feel warm. He puts his arm around your waist for the rest of the movie, his hand rubbing your side until you stop shaking.

About an hour later, the movie finishes and you look around. Your roomates are all fast asleep leaving you and Taehyung as the only ones awake. “Should we wake them up or leave them here?” You ask worried as you all had class the next day. “Uh I say we be good friends and wake them up. You get up first, losing your balance and falling to the floor. Taehyung giggles, “Damn, I wonder how you’re gonna walk once I fuck you for real.” You ignore his comment, “Stop being a dick and help me up.” He walks over and picks you up, you stare into each others eyes before you say, “Are we gonna talk about what’s going on here?” You still weren’t sure what was going on between you two and you wanted to see how he felt about all this. He pats your side before saying, “We’ll talk about it in a bit but lets wake them up first.” Not exactly the answer you were expecting but you’ll take it. You walk over to Chan, who’s sprawled all over Namjoon, you snap a quick picture before shaking the two to wake them.

You walk each of your friends to their rooms, you make sure to set alarms on all their phones incase they forgot to. Once you close Wendy’s door, you turn to walk to your room, which was straight across from hers, Taehyung’s there leaning against your door. You walk up to him, “I assume we’re talking about this now?” He moves out of the way so you can open the door, “Of course.” You walk into your room, keeping the door open for him to walk in and closing it behind him. You switch a light on so it’s not too bright. You turn on your heel to face Taehyung “Um I need to change first, my shorts are… well, they’re ruined thanks to you.” “Oh it was my pleasure baby, no need to thank me.” He replies slyly. “Okay well turn around then.” He turns his back to you and you step out of your shorts. They’re practically drenched and you throw them in your hamper, making a mental note to wash before you leave for New York. You walk into your closet, opening a drawer and grab a pair of clean underwear and slip them on.

When you walk back out, Tae’s sitting on your bed so you make your way over and sit on your bed near him and cross your legs. “So, do you have any questions for me? Because I know I have a few for you.” You ask nervously. He licks his lips, “Just one I think,” you look at him curiously. “You’re sure you and Lucas are done? Like for real this time? Because this has happened before and you just went right back to him in less than a week.” This was true, Lucas always found the right things to say to make you take him back. But this time, he hadn’t reached out to you in days and you felt ready to move on. “I can assure you, I’m not getting back with Lucas. Not tomorrow, not next week or ever.” You give a small smile to really seal the deal. He smiles back, “Okay that’s good. One more thing,” He pauses, “When was last time someone touched like how I just did?” Your face heats up and you lift your pillow to hide your face. You feel the bed shift as he moves closer to you, his feet now up on the bed crossed just like yours. He grabs the pillow from your hands and makes you look at him, “There’s no need to get shy with me kitten. Answer my question.” You bite your lip nervously, “It’s been about three months.” Taehyung hums in response. “Well I’ll be making those months up to you from now on.” His hand nw on your cheek. “So what were your questions for me, kitten?” You almost forgot about them but your glad he brought them up. “Do you intend on having a serious relationship with me?” Your eyes tear up a bit at the thought of him saying no. A shocked expression crosses his face, “Of course I do. I don’t want to use you like that, I would never want to hurt you.” You nod your head slowly in response, “Okay I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page.” He nods back, “Yeah we are. One more thing,” He pauses again, “Let’s take this slow okay? I don’t want to make you do anything you regret.” You giggle at his sudden softness in words, “You say that as if you didn’t just make me cum all over your fingers.” He laughs a little too, “Oh baby, if you think that’s going slow, I’ve got a lot to show you.” You looked at him and the way he looked in the light that was barley there, he was nothing short of beautiful.

You snap out of your trance, “Alright alright, it’s time for us to go to bed.” You hop off your bed clapping your hands together. Taehyungs still on your bed looking at you confused, “I was wondering if I could stay here with you tonight. If that’s okay with you?” You were taken aback by the idea of having Taehyung sleep in the same bed as you. “Um yeah sure, that’s okay.” He giggles like child before pulling your blanket over himself, “Come on I can’t sleep without my kitten.” Your heart swells as you crawl back into bed. You settle yourself under the blankets facing him, his draps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer. You can feel his breath on your face, “Can I kiss you?” You nod and tilt your head up. Your lips connect and your eyes fluttered shut. You felt your stomach fluttering and you wondered if this was how a real kiss was supposed to feel. When you pulled away, you looked into his eyes and everything felt calm. He pulled you closer so you were now laying on his chest. The hours of shopping and baking finally catching up to you as you drifted into sleep.

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afangirlwashere · 6 years

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Risk pt.1 (Peter Parker x superhero!reader)

Summary: (Y/N) starts attending the Midtown School of Science and Technology and her first day does not go so well. How does she deal with the aftermaths of Thanos?

A/N: Okay this is another attempt. The Bucky fanfic is kinda.. not.. doing.. well... But whatever! I had an idea so I put it into words! And it’s here! I just want you all to know that some things are changed a little. The timeline is a bit different! Here’s how: Peter, Ned and Michelle are still sophomores and this whole thing is kinda like - Homecoming happens - Thanos happens almost immediately. Just a little explanation for all of you.

Warnings: INFINITY WAR SPOILERS!!! a little sad (only at the beginning tho), and there’s like one part I’m a little insecure about but I think it’s fine ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

part 2 part 3 part 4

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Midtown School of Science and Technology. Does it sound nice? Not at all. Is it necessary? According to Mr. Stark, it is. (Y/N) just helped saving half of the population and a few days after she has to start attending a new high school. No pressure right?

New York is amazing though. Mr. Stark got her an apartment in Queens not too far from Peter’s. He had his reasons to do so. She doesn’t know that yet though.

(Y/N)’s interaction with Peter was short. She barely knew him. But she very clearly remembered the fear in his face when she found him in that weird nothingness of... white. Surrounded in this color it looked like the boy was in heaven.

How uncertain he was if this girl was really even there. If she wasn’t another one of his hallucinations. He was so alone it tortured him almost making him go bonkers.

She remembered how hesitantly Peter approached her but once he was sure she’s real he threw himself onto her hugging her hips as tight as possible like a little kid that lost his mom in the shop and finally found her.

He was kneeling and embracing her so tightly she almost couldn’t breathe.

“Don’t leave me here alone, please! Please don’t leave! I don’t want to be alone anymore, please, please...” his cries and sobs seemed to echo in the nothingness.

Seeing him so desperate and terrified broke (Y/N)’s heart into million pieces.

Remembering how she kneeled to him and hugged him as tightly as possible filled her with a tiny bit of hope. She’ll get him out of this miserable place. He was still crushing her hips and crying.

It was only a week since Thanos snapped his ugly purple fingers but it seemed as if time passed differently here. There was nothing to do which must have been eating him alive.

After a few more minutes of this (Y/N) finally managed to calm Peter down a bit and make him cooperate. Frying his brain wasn’t particularly the best experience but it was the only way she knew how to bring him back among the living, bring him back to his aunt and Mr. Stark.

She only saw Peter’s aunt once and it wasn’t the best first encounter. They didn’t interact and (Y/N) was pretty sure the woman didn’t even know she was there. Mr. Stark on the other hand... He told her about Peter. It hurt him but he still did it. And he was the reason number one when it came to deciding who she’ll try to bring back first.

Hearing him scream in agony was another war sound that’s going to hunt her in her dreams.

He woke up lying flat on the ground and (Y/N) was leaning over him.

“Hi.” she smiled.

“Are you an angel?” he exhaled with amazement.

That was their whole interaction. Since then they saw each other only on the battlefield. No time to chit-chat there, unfortunately.

(Y/N) isn’t even sure if he’s going to be in school today. She nervously fiddles with the massive ring on her hand which had the letter W on it. A very nice lady welcomes her at the secretariat and gives her some papers.

The hardest thing to do is finding her locker. She looked for it every break that they got. She considered asking someone if they could help her but for some reason, everyone in the hall seemed so... distant and mean. Their looks were judging or maybe analyzing her. She even found herself looking for the Parker kid. He would have helped her.

In the end, she decides to look for her locker at lunch break. Not eating at the time she’s supposed to isn’t something to be happy about though. The halls are completely empty only a few noises from the cafeteria or the squeaking of boot soles from the gym can be heard.

(Y/N) is going around and checking the numbers. This is the third time she walked around the whole school and still nothing. It’s like her locker disappeared. She was about to try for the fourth time when a girl with darker skin came out of the cafeteria. Her hair is black and it neatly curls at the ends. She’s very pretty and looks like a nice person in general which is a pleasant change after today.

But there’s something off about her. The moment she walked out of the cafeteria her expression changed. She looked upset. But she also looked like a senior so she must know this school like the palm of her hand. Well... here goes nothing!

“Hey! Um.. hi! I wanted to ask if you could help with-” the girl interrupts her.

“I’m sorry but I’m kind of in a rush.” she points to the exit but smiles politely.

“Oh... Okay. I’m new here so I have no clue where to find....stuff.” (Y/N) laughs at herself, hoping the awkwardness will fade away a little.

“Good luck.” the unknown senior smiles as politely as before.

“Well, I guess I’ll see you around?”

The unknown girl whispers “I don’t think so...” and leaves.

Okay... That was strange.

(Y/N) grips the paper with her lockers number tightly and finally decides to eat some lunch.

Enough locker searching for today. She’ll try again tomorrow with more luck hopefully.

There’s a girl sitting and leaning against the wall a few meters from the door to the cafeteria. Her hair is in a low ponytail just like (Y/N)’s. Her lunch tray is next to her meanwhile she draws something in her sketchbook.

(Y/N) completely understands how this girl feels.

She gets her lunch just like everyone else. There’s not much left but a cheese sandwich and an apple should be enough. When her eyes land on a small orange juicebox her mood instantly improves. They had the same juice boxes at her old school. Seeing it here sends a painful nostalgy but at the same time, it fills her with happiness.

When everything is on her lunch tray she heads out of the cafeteria. There were a few eyes watching her “Where’s the new girl going?” kids from Flash's table start whispering.

Flash looks around to find who are his friends talking about but he only gets to see her back.

(Y/N) is relieved to find the girl in the same spot as before. The only difference is that her sketchbook is now closed lying next to her and she’s eating some pasta with vegetable sauce.

(Y/N) sits next to the girl and puts the tray on her long legs.

The girl sounds suspicious “Did Flash send you?”

“Who?” (Y/N) frowns in confusion “No. No one sent me. I’m new here.”

Her response is a subtle “Oh...”

They’re both silent for a minute.

“I’m Michelle by the way. But my friends call me MJ.” she introduces herself.

“I’m (Y/N).”

“Are you new in New York? I haven’t seen any students transferring to our school in the middle of the school year.” Michelle asks.

Alright. We trained this. Just don’t panic. Be natural.

“It’s kind of a boarding school deal but... Not really. My parents live in L.A. they work in film. Not that they’re famous or anything they’re both cameramans. We don’t have much time for each other and their way of dealing with it is to send me away.” Lies, lies and more lies.

Awkward and unclear. Perfect.

Michelle just nods. It looks like she believes her.

“Is this your first day?”

“Yep.”

“Did you have Mr. Conner?” Michelle squints her eyes at (Y/N).

She’s a little lost in all the names of the teachers “Is it the one with the billy-goat beard or the one that smells like eggs?”

“The one with the beard. The egg smelling one is Mr. Cooper. He makes us call him Steve because his childhood superhero and role model was Captain America. He’s trying to relate to us and be cool but he’s just making a fool out of himself.” Michelle shrugs.

“Yeah, I had Mr. Conner. He seemed like a great math teacher. His beard is attractive to every girl in my class except me.” (Y/N) gives a little rundown of her thought.

“Great. You passed the test. We can be friends.” MJ nods to herself.

This brings a smile on (Y/N)’s face. Weird friendship test but as long as she passed it she didn’t mind.

“Hey what were you drawing in that sketchbook?” it’s her time to ask questions.

MJ isn’t very keen about sharing something with her.

“Oh come on I answered all your questions. Plus I’m immune to the beard-beauty of Mr. Conner!” she makes MJ laugh a little.

“I just doodle people I see around me,” she says as she hands her the sketchbook.

There’s a lot of doodles of students and teachers. Happy, sad, stressed, angry, laughing, sleepy, concentrated. All the emotions you could possibly have in school. They’re there.

Some of her works are just quick sketches and some look very elaborate. There are two faces that look familiar to her but she stays silent. She’s not supposed to know anyone from here right? Let’s not put any doubts in MJ’s head.

There are two pages devoted to superheroes. There’s Mr. Cooper as Captain America in all sorts of different poses. The other page is devoted to Spider-Man. There are some good drawings of him swinging on his webs but there’s also one where he has the mask pulled off. It reveals a very very very masculine man with sharp cheekbones and longish dirty blonde hair. (Y/N) almost chokes on the juice she’s sipping. She wants to laugh so bad.

Oh wow. So this is what they imagine him to look like.

The last drawing is a girl with a piece of paper in her hand. She looks very focused on what’s written on it but also.. confused.

“Is that me?” (Y/N) turns to her new friend.

MJ smirks on the sketch “Yeah I couldn’t help but notice that you’re walking around the school for the third time with that same expression.” she comments.

“Wow... You really do have a talent.”

It’s nice to hear some recognition for once “Thanks.”

For the rest of the lunch break, they talk about different things. School, hobbies or memes. MJ even gave her her juicebox. (Y/N) is excited that she found a friend she can spend lunch breaks with.

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Day two and locker is still not found.

This time (Y/N) didn’t walk through the whole school building three times but only once because she got so angry when locker B215 wasn’t next to B214 she made all of the trash from the small waste bins fly out.

Michelle sat on the same place as yesterday. She exchanged drawing for reading today. It seems that she’s really into this story.

(Y/N) stands before the cantine and looks at her options. She picks fish fingers and mashed potatoes. They don’t look appealing but they smell good which is hopefully a good sign. To her delight, there are the same juice boxes as yesterday.

With all her food and juicebox in place, she happily starts walking to the exit to go sit next to MJ. Before she can get to the doors some guy steps in her way.

His clothes look starched and expensive. He’s definitely a nerd but the way he walks and holds his head high... A cocky, bigheaded, rich nerd. What a combination. This won’t end well.

“You’re (Y/N) right? You’re new here... I’m Flash Thompson.” he points a finger at her as he’s walking closer.

(Y/N) shifts her weight from foot to foot and waits for what’s going to happen.

“Look, you can sit at my table. You don’t have to be friends with losers that eat in the hallway. I can find a spot at my table for you. And maybe if you even ask nicely it can be right next to me.” Flash smirks.

All of a sudden (Y/N) isn’t as hungry as she thought. Her stomach is doing flips because of how disgusted she feels by that guy. Who the hell does he think he is to try and tell her where to sit?

“It’s fine. MJ gives me her juice boxes and draws me porn. I think I’m okay with her.” (Y/N) walks past him but Flash has the audacity to start speaking again and even catch her arm.

“There was enough charity yesterday. A lot of people would give anything for the chance I’m giving you right now.”

(Y/N) starts seeing red. She feels her powers slipping out of her control. Her blood is boiling.

Why does this Flash guy act like he’s giving her the opportunity of a lifetime?

“Touch me one more time and I’ll break both your hands.” (Y/N) growls silently but pretty much everyone could hear because the cafeteria was drowning in silence.

Everyone is watching them.

Out of nowhere, a familiar boy runs to them.

It’s Peter Parker.

“Woah woah guys let’s calm down before someone overthrows the water tank.” he makes unsubtle eye contact with the girl whos still surprised by his presence.

“Bugger off Parker.” Flash wawes at him as if he was an annoying fly.

(Y/N) finally turns around and walks out of the cafeteria not looking back.

“What took you so long?” Michelle doesn’t look like she cares at all but there’s that something in her tone of voice which tells otherwise.

“Some Flash guy was forcing me to sit at his privileged table,” she explains.

MJ starts to falsely choke which makes her new friend laugh.

The doors to the cafeteria open again. Both girls quickly redirect their attention to whoever wants to mock them again.

Peter’s standing there with another guy who’s shyly looking at the floor.

(Y/N) almost unnoticeably shakes her head to stop him. The further they stay away from each other the better. No one will even think they could have anything in common. The less attention the better. If someone reveals their superhero identities it’s over.

Peter swiftly walks over to them and sits down right next to (Y/N). His friend follows.

“What are you doing here?” (Y/N) asks as calmly as possible.

“Well... I heard this is the place where losers eat. That’s exactly where we belong so we're here. And MJ is our friend too so if she sits in the hall we sit there too.” Peter announces with a proud smile waiting for Michelle's reaction.

She just shrugs “I don’t care do whatever you want.”

Peter looks reconciled with his friend's behavior.

“Oh by the way, I haven’t introduced myself yet. I’m Peter Parker and that’s Ned Leeds.” he points at his friend who smiles a bit and nods but then continues to shyly look at the floor.

“(Y/N)” she nods at them too .

Her and Peter exchange a look that says Well played.

They have to make it believable.

“Miss Jones?” an unknown teacher walks around the corner “Kids why aren’t you sitting at a table in the cafeteria like the others?” he looks surprised.

None of them answer until MJ takes it in her hands “Because we’re losers...”

The teacher just stands there for a second and looks at them and they look back at him. He obviously doesn’t know how to respond to this.

“Um.. Well.. Miss Jones can you come with me for a second I need to speak with you.”

Michelle slowly gets up looking annoyed and disappears around the corner.

The moment she’s gone Peter starts screaming in an undertone “What was that supposed to be?! What are you doing here?! Mr. Stark didn’t tell me about this and I thought you were going bac-”

“Woah woah can you calm down a bit? We still have company here.” (Y/N) looks directly at Peter’s friend who looks like he’s watching his favorite tv show and he’s on the edge to see what happens next.

“What? Ned? He knows about everything.”

“What?!!” (Y/N) shouts.

“You don’t have to worry I won’t tell anyone. I’m like a locked vault.” Ned tries to reassure her.

“Apart from that one time in gym class right...?” Peter frowns at his friend.

Ned looks ashamed. He backs off as if he wanted to disappear.

“So he knows about everything that happened? He knows about me?” she asks.

“Yep. He knows everything.” Peter nods.

“Absolutely everything?”

“Absolutely everything.”

“Great.” (Y/N) rests against the wall again and closes her eyes to calm herself.

Closing her eyes doesn’t really help because all she sees is that white nothingness with a terrified Peter in the middle. Talk about trauma.

“You have to learn to control your powers my soda almost jumped out of the can.” Peter worries.

“You think it’s that easy? My powers aren’t controllable like yours. They’re like a ticking bomb!” she tries to explain.

“Why did Mr. Stark send you here then?”

(Y/N) lets out a sigh “He said I’ll have reasons to control it here. It’s supposed to be motivation. It’ll either work or end in a catastrophe.” she starts slurping her juice.

Peter is nervously tapping his fingers on the food tray “Yeah that sounds like Mr. Stark.”

He’s thinking how he could solve this situation. How to minimalize the risks?

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