Peter didn't know how to answer.

"You may know I'm Tony Stark's daughter soo.. um... Peter was protecting me from Samuel when he was going to hurt me."

You lied hoping it would pull through.

"Ohhh yes. Tony's daughter. How is he? How is he about the soulmate thing?"

Peter stood up looking into your eyes.

"He took it...umm.... not well to be honest but he understood that you can't change your soulmate."You looked to see May laughing.

"Ughh that Tony. I remember he was jealous of how I found my soulmate before him. He was pissed, I'm glad that Y/m/n put him into place." She laughed again making you smile.

"Peter? Peter Parker?" The lady from the office called for him.

While Peter was away May was asking you questions. "Hey! Y/n come here." She called for you.

I slowly make my way over to her. She grabs you arm tightly.

"Let me see your tattoo. Please."

I shook my head scared to be revealed.

"Please an one old lady's dying wish." She pled. She took the arm that had my tattoo on it.

My right arm. She pulled up the jacket I was wearing, to my upper wrist.

She looked at the tiny web on the right side of my wrist. I was scared so I closed my eyes waiting for her to say something.

"It's so beautiful. I remember this exactly tattoo when Peter was 2. He was excited to know his lover was around at the age of 4. when I told him what the tattoo meant."

Shocked was the only thing that went through my mind. I was confused. No this can't be true I thought.

She must have been forgetting things thinking it was his.

"Wait are you sure you remember this tattoo?" I asked confused.

"Yes!"

She pulled out a picture from her pocket of the hospital gown.

It was a picture of Peter when he was around 2 or 4 showing his wrist to the camera.

It look big on him. It clearly showed off. I saw what I was hoping was a lie. The same tattoo on my wrist.

I checked my wrist, it was the same. All in my life. My dad hating Ben Parker and his nephew not knowing he was my one true love!

I needed to get of here and go back home to Tony.

I couldn't process it. Did Peter know this whole time? Is that why he chose me to be his fake soulmate? Why he was protective over me? I was down to fall down with all the thoughts circling around my head.

How? What? He can't be my soulmate? Right?

"I'll be right back Ms. Parker."

I walked not caring about May at all. I walked past Peter when he was entering the room.

"Y/n? What?" He tried to grab my hand but I walked pasted him before he could.

"Oh my god!" Tears fall down your eyes. How will you tell your dad? You're brother? Steve? Natasha?

My hands were shaking while I run out the hospital. Peter yelling for me to get back. I turn around with Peter's confused face.

"What's wrong Y/n?" He walked closer. I back off.

"Oh my god!" I thought of something. "What's wrong Y/n?!" He shouted making you cry some more.

"Oh my god I'm sorry Y/n." I remembered now. When your soulmate cries the tattoo burns.

He stood there confused on why I were crying. Honestly I didn't know why I was crying.

"I-I-I-" It was hard for me to breathe. I couldn't breathe.

I was trying to breathe again that didn't notice Peter grab the side of my arms.

"Y/n breathe. Listen Y/n breathe." People were watching but I didn't care. I was focused on Peter's dark brown eyes.

They were the only thing calming me down. I inhaled and exhaled. Not ruining the eye contact between me and Peter.

"I-I-I'm so-so-sorry." I said between breaths. I finished and I was breathing normally again.

"What just happen Y/N?" Peter was now hugging me into his chest.

Should I tell him? Or does he already know? It kinda looks like he doesn't. But is this the perfect moment for me to tell him I'm his soulmate?

It's not how I wanted to find out. I'm not going to tell him. Not yet anyway. It's not perfect timing. His aunt is dying as we speak.

Me telling him that his one true love was in his arms right now it would've been selfish.

"I'm sorry, Peter. Sometimes I get panic attacks."

Well I didn't lie. I do get panic attacks since my brother left me. I never understand why.

I would have them randomly, any little thing would cause a panic attack for me.

"it's okay, Y/n." He hushed me playing with my hair.

"Umm Peter why did the lady call you away?" Peter started to sniff deeply meaning he was about to cry.

"Aunt May doesn't have much to live."

He cried on my shoulder while I played with hair wrapping my arms around his neck. "How long?" I used one hand to play with his hair and the other to rub his back. "1 or 2 months the most."

He cried harder on your shoulder. After minutes he realize something and backed away.

"What's wrong Peter?" I grabbed his face with my hands. I made him to look into my eyes. He would just look away.

He finally looked with sad to mad eyes.

"Why do you care? I kidnapped you. You don't have to worry about me. Just go! Go and never come back. Here some money."

He pulled out his wallet. I grabbed his wrist before he could open it. He traveled his eyes up to mine's.

"I care Peter. Just because you.."

I whispered the next word.

"kidnapped me. But doesn't mean I don't care! May seems nice! You might have made me come here! Doesn't mean I don't want anyone's family to leave them! I understand Peter! Even if your family is dying doesn't mean I'm heartless!,...

'Cause Peter I'm not leaving! I'm evil to leave you when your only family member is leaving! So Peter I'm staying! Then when this all done we both go home and go back to same life we had before! Okay, Peter!"

People were definitely staring at you both. Peter didn't have it in his heart to respond to you.

"Why is it so hard to believe that some people are good in this world and actually want to help you?! Actually want you get answer me right now!" Peter would avoid your eyes.

Still staying quiet while he would play with his pockets.

I step closer to him because we back off each other when we were fighting.

I grab Peter's face while he still avoiding my eyes connecting yours.

"Peter Parker." I whispered,

"Look at me right now." He sighs and staring into your eyes. Studying them like history class. Studying them like he wanted to remember them for the rest of his life.

"Peter I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere for now. When we get back to New York City maybe you could pretend like nothing happened. But for now. I'm here."

He stayed quiet for minutes just mentally talking. Get to know the other person just with looks.

"We might want to get back to May before we need to go to the police." I said but secretly liking us connecting.

"Yeah."

His husky voice sounded.

For the rest of the day, me and Peter would hang with May all day.

The next morning was the interviews with police, I was feeling nervous.

I was laying in bed thinking about all the things that could go wrong. I didn't know why I called his name maybe it was because I felt more comfortable with him since what happen outside the hospital.

"Peter!" I called again. When he didn't answer I felt disappointed.

Maybe the feeling on what happen was one sided. I laid to my side very very slowly falling asleep.

After seconds I heard the door open. I felt one side of the bed get heavy. I smiled knowing it was Peter.

"Peter?" He hummed in return.

"What if I fess up? Because I was nervous and feeling cornered?" I flip to where I could see him. He was shirtless just the way I liked it.

He flipped to his side looking at my small figure. He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me into his chest.

Smelling his yummy scent.

"Y/n I promise if they corner you I will be there. I'm going to help you out."

His New York accent making me asleep quickly.

"Peter?" He hummed to respond, he started to rub my back slowly and nice.

"When we get to the police station can...?" I cleared my throat feeling a little uncomfortable to ask.

"Can I hold your hand?" I bury my face into his neck blushing hard of embarrassed if I pushed the line.

"Sure Y/n. Whatever you want." I wanted to make a joke before I fall complete asleep.

"I thought you said you would never be nice to me. Did my pretty face change your mind?" I laughed lightly, Peter chuckled in reply.

"Yeah, I know what I said but when we get back to New York I'm going to pretend nothing happen. But maybe once in a while I'll be nice."

I felt a smile on his face. I giggled lightly. Falling asleep quickly in his arms.

The thing that worried me was when we get back would I already told him?

Would I pretend like The Peter Parker, The son of Richard Parker and Mary Parker, Ben Parker was his uncle who is enemies with Tony Stark wasn't

my true love?

My soulmate?

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