My Superhero

 My Superhero

(A Spider-Man Fanfic One-Shot with my original charcter Lyric) 

Lyric P.O.V.

Peter and I had been dating for a couple of months. And I have to say, it's been wonderful! Ever since he told me, he was Spider-Man our relationship became stronger. He started taking me out for swinging dates, before he went on patrol. Which is scary but also fun! The wind in my hair, as we fly, him holding me tight. I feel so safe, knowing he's got me. Yeah, I'm a very lucky girl. I was walking down the street, when I get a text from Peter. "Hey, I'm on my way to pick you up" it said. I smiled, and sent him a quick reply. Not too long after that, Spider-Man landed right in front of me. "Hey babe" I said, seeing him. "Hey beautiful, you ready?" He asked me. I nodded, and held on tight to his waist, as he lifted me up into the air. "This is so awesome!" I screamed, as we swung through the city. Peter landed on a roof top, and I slowly let got of him. But not before, pulling his mask up so I could kiss him. "You okay?" He asked me. I love that about him, he always made sure I was alright. "Yeah, I'm okay." I said, reassuring him. "So what do you think?" He asked, showing me the view. "Oh wow!" I said, taking in the sights. "I thought you might like it." Peter said, wrapping his arms around me. "I have something for you." He said, holding out a wrapped package. I was curious, and I carefully unwrapped the package. "Aww, hehe. It's so cute! Thank you." I said, staring at the little Spider-Man plush. "Now, when I can't be with you. You'll have him to keep you company." Peter said, and I swear I could see him smiling under the mask. "You're so sweet." I said, kissing his cheek. Peter then swung me back to our apartment, as it turns out we lived in the same building. "Do you wanna come over?" He asked me. I nodded, but wanted to change first. So I went back to my apartment, to put on some more comfortable clothes. I went back to Peter's place, and knocked on the door. "Come in!" He said, and I entered his apartment. Now dressed in my pajamas. "Hey!" Peter said, inviting me inside. "Hi" I said, blushing. We cuddled up on the couch, and picked a movie to watch. "This is the happiest I've been in a long time." Peter whispered to me. I looked up at him, and saw he was smiling. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well, it's kind of a long story." He said. I sat up eager to know about it. "I don't mind." I said. He chuckled nervously before, clearing his throat and began. "It all started when someone exposed my idenity to the world." Peter then went on to explain everything that happened to him, up to meeting me. When he was done, tears were silently streaming down my face. My boyfriend has been through so much. "I'm so sorry, I can't imagine what that's been like." I said, squeezing his hand in mine. "It was really difficult the last four years." He said. He looked at me, and I noticed his eyes were red. I pulled him in for a hug, and we stayed like that for awhile. "You would've loved my aunt, she was always kind to everybody. And she always helped anyone who needed it." Peter said. "She sounded like a really special person." I said, softly kissing his forehead. "She was." Peter said, wiping his eyes. "Ned and I seem okay now, he remembered our secret handshake. So I call that progress." He said, with a small smile. "Hopefully one day, he remembers you fully." I said. Peter nodded. "Who knows, maybe MJ will remember you too. Even if you're just friends." I reassured him. "I honestly would love that, I just want her back in my life, no matter what that may look like." He said. I nodded my understanding. "I wanna kill that Mysterio guy for messing up your life, if he wasn't already dead." I said, angry. "I appreicate that babe." He said, as I laid my head on his shoulder. "I am happy with you, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, in these past four years." Peter said, kissing me. "How did you know, you needed to move on?" I asked. "I started thinking, after what MJ told me. Then I realized, even if we don't end up together. I just want her to be happy. And if she could be happy, then I could be happy too." He said. I smiled at him. "You know, you're so strong. I mean that in mind and body. You could have easily become the villain, and I wouldn't blame you. But the fact you're still fighting for what's right, that's just incredidble." I told him. "Thank you." Was all he managed to say, and we hugged again. The rest of the night we watched movies, and talked about pretty everything under the sun. Until we fell asleep in each other's arms. 

The End