You wanted to go home. All you wanted was to see your dad, he was probably worried sick about you. Trying to find you. You just needed access to a phone a computer anything. You were stuck in the woods with your worst enemy.

"Ughhhhhhhh when is the police coming?" You rolled your eyes hoping, no, praying you make it out.

"Does it look like I know?" Peter responded. Him and you stuck in the woods made you guys trust each other better.

However when this is all over you're just going to go back to being his quote on quote "bitch". Peter you're so annoying."

You smiled knowing it would bother him. "And you think you're not?"

He laughed for real. "Wow I bet you don't laugh that much." You sat on a log biting the leg of a bunny you hunted and cooked.

Peter runs his fingers through his light brown hair.

"Well, not as much as I used too. I guess I have more responsibilities. As my Uncle would say, 'With great power comes great responsibility." He mimicked his uncle.

"What did happen to him? I heard some rumors about him but not the real story."

You stare at Peter leaning back. You lean forward on the log kinda sliding off.

"Well My dad," He cleared his throat.

"He was working with your dad and Uncle Ben was going to pick him up but he ran into the wrong person at the wrong time."

If you were going to be honest with yourself you felt bad for him. Your life is not like his, not tragic.

"So that's why you hate my father? Hate me?" You knew Peter hated you, maybe secretly.

"What? I don't hate you, sometimes you're annoying that's true."

He smiles at you with the fire in the middle of you guys burning into his eyes.

"Yeah, well I don't really know your father to hate him but with all the things I have heard about him. He sounds like a jerk."

You nodded not saying anything. "Oh my god I'm sorry, he is your father." You shake your head no.

"No it's okay."

You and Peter threw the bunny legs aside.

"So Y/n you haven't told me anything just about your mother." He stared at you then at the night sky.

"Well, my dad is a bitch but he's just trying to protect me. Hmmm? Steve Rogers was like my brother. James AKA Bucky my actual brother that I lived with all my life was disowned. Hmmmmm Natasha is like a mother to me."

You explained your whole life to him in just 4 sentences.

He asked,

"Why did your dad disown his only son?"

You still remember the day you said he Tony Stark kicked out his only son because something he had no real control over.

"Well, Bucky seemed normal. Until Bucky fell in love with Peggy Carter."

He interrupted you, "Wait he fell in love with one of Samuel's Spider slaves?"

He questioned. "Yeah, he fell real hard. He finally told her when he was suppose to spy on you guys. Then they ummm did something illegal but they weren't soulmates. She was manipulating him to find information. She ended up pregnant."

His eyes widen.

"Oh my what happened next?" He acted like it was a soap Opera.

"I thought you couldn't get pregnant if it wasn't your soulmate?" He explained his thinking.

"Everyone thought too. But I guess that's not true." You shallowed hard. "Bucky told my dad. Dad kicked him out at the age of 17. Then he kicked out Natasha and Steve cause they supported him."

You rub the back of your neck. "Oh well, That's sounds rough."

Peter hasn't stop laying eyes on you. "What is your soulmate tattoo?"

He blunted out. Peter turned light pink. "Why does that matter so much?" He shrugged his shoulder.

"Well if everyone wants to know so ba-" You got interrupt with the sound of a helicopter.

The burning light of the helicopter shined on both of you guys.

"Help!" You shouted over and over again.

The helicopter was lowered allowing you both to climb up the ladder.

You sat in the copter holding on the chair for dear life. You felt like throwing up with how high you were.

"How are you so calm right now! We are so high up!" You screamed over the sound of the copters copping.

"I'm not afraid of heights!" He yelled back.

You were worried, scared and lost.

The police would asked you millions of questions.

You didn't know how to respond to them. Finally Peter's lawyer told them they needed to ask tomorrow. It was getting late.

You never thought you would make it out. You still wanted Peter to treat you the same.

Still funny and nice. You didn't want Peter to act like none of this happened.

"Y/n tomorrow we are going to see May. So be nice, act like you're in love with me."

He said cocky smiling at you in the limo riding to his place.

"Then when this is over I would need an Oscar." You laughed.

His place was huge it was amazing.It was prettier then Harry's. You wanted to get out the clothes you have been wearing.

"What do I wear?" You hopped out of the limo.

"Today for sleep your gonna wear some old clothes of mine. My personally shopper will buy you something tomorrow."

He walks into his house like nothing. You were always uncomfortable in a new place.

"I'm gonna take a shower then you can take one after. Wait!"

Peter left you there in the middle of his huge beautiful house. Peter came back with a towel and some clothes.

"When I'm done you can take the upstairs guest bedroom." He announced. "Okay." You whispered.

As you wait outside of the bathroom, Peter taking forever.

He came out He only came out with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Oh, Y/n ! I didn't see you there!"

You couldn't help yourself check out his abs. They were so toned! You couldn't help but stare. When Peter called out your name you came back to reality.

"I'm sorry what?" You travel your eyes to his face. His hair was slightly wet making his curls come out. It was magical.

He traced his hand in his hair. You saw something on his wrist but you couldn't make it out because it was so quickly.

You ignored it for now. "Like what you see?" He smirks at your flustered face, blushing lightly.

"Sorry."

You whispered.

You showered and got changed into his clothes. He watched how you were wearing a shirt of his that stopped at your thighs and an over sized sweat pants.

"You look hot in my clothes." He blurred out. He blushed and so did you. He watched you walk to your room smiling.

"Thanks." You stand in the middle of the doorway, slowly closing the door.

The next morning you smelled good food. You saw Peter shirtless cooking some eggs and bacon.

"Good morning babe!" He smiles when he sees you come into view.

"Hey! So I was thinking." You bit an apple on the table.

"What if May wanted to see the tattoos?" Your voice was muffed with apple.

"I don't know. Hopefully she doesn't ask."

Peter's personally shopper got you clothes a little bit fancy; driving to the hospital. We get out of the car looking at the big "Osborn Hospital" letters.

"Let's get the show on the road." He rubs his hand together.

We see some lady in the office chair asking us what we need.

Peter ignored her and continued to walk to her room. You were nervous to say the least.

"Hold my hand." He grab your hand holding them tightly before walking in.

It wasn't the first time holding his hand but it felt like it. You never wanted to let go. You fearfully felt safe.

"Hey Aunt May." Peter sat in the chair kissing her forehead.

"This must be Y/n the one you were talking about. Your soulmate."

She smiles weakly. "Yes Aunt May Yes."

He pulls you closer to Aunt May's weak body.

"Y/n meet my Aunt May. Aunt May meet my soulmate Y/n."

You stand unsure what to do. You shake her hand lightly making sure not to hurt her.

"Well, tell me Peter how did you meet your soulmate?"

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