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I Am Delicate | Peter Parker

part five of the mending hearts mini-series

Pairing(s): Ex!Peter Parker x Female Reader, Peter Parker x Michelle Jones, Brad Davis x Female Reader

Warning(s): angst, swearing, mentions of sex, Far From Home spoilers

Summary: Sometimes it takes losing the person you once loved to make you realize how much they still mean to you.

Requested by @decaffeinated-turtle

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The argument Peter had with you was still running through his mind, his hands clenching into fists as his blood began to boil. He swore he never felt himself get this angry and frustrated before but now here he was, cursing internally as he gripped on his brown curls tightly.

Well the Peter I knew wouldn't have hurt me like you have. Your words echoed inside his head, scoffing when he opened him and Ned’s shared hotel room’s door and stepped inside. Its wasn't like he purposely meant to hurt you, and he can't help his feelings, he can’t control them they just develop. But there was a part of him that blamed himself for that argument, he was technically the reason it started in the first place. He shouldn't have been nosy but he couldn't help himself, the sight of a hickey on your chest, one that he didn't leave was weird. But you two weren't together anymore and he had to accept that. Hell, he was the reason for your relationship ending. He just didn't why seeing you, picturing you with Brad made him all.....angry.

He knew that since you two weren't together anymore it would only be a matter of time before you found someone else, but he didn't know why it bothered him so much. He likes MJ, like really likes her. He just had to accept the fact that you’d be--Brad’s and hopefully MJ will be his-

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, Spider-Man.” Peter froze in his spot at the sudden mysterious voice, turning his head to see none of than Nick Fury sitting in the corner of his room, his single eye staring him down.

“You’re Nick Fury.” Peter spoke, his voice low as he stared at him with wide-eyes, closing the door softly. “W-What are you doing in my hotel room?”

“Go put your suit,” was the only thing Fury said before standing up from where he was seating, causing Peter to tilt his head up to meet his eye level. “We need to talk.”

- - -

Why? Peter leaned against the side of the hotel’s building, his hands and feet stuck to wall as he closed his eyes, sighing. Why did Nick Fury have to sabotage my summer vacation? Why do I have to save the world? Why me?

After taking a few calming breaths, Peter continued climbing up the wall of the building until he got to his hotel room’s window. And just as he was about to climb through it, he couldn’t help but spot a familiar face through his lenses standing up on the roof. You. Peter could immediately notice the redness in your eyes, meaning that you were recently crying.

It’s all your fault she’s like this, his mind reminded him as he began to feel guilt eat him all over again. You're the reason she is crying.

Peter just...watched as you stood there, staring into the distance of the beautiful city. As he stayed there, stuck against the wall, Peter found himself slowly climbing his way up past his room’s window to you. But just as he was about to appear in front of you, a male’s voice was then heard, a voice that made Peter’s blood instantly boil, belonging to none other than Brad Davis.

“Hey,” you whipped your head away from the view of the breathtaking city to face whoever spoke, cracking a small smile at the sight of Brad who was standing by the doorway of the rooftop’s entrance. “Hey,” you greeted back, returning your attention back to the city as Brad walked over and stood next to you. “Betty told me you were up here. You okay?”

Peter could feel himself getting even more angry at the sound of Brad’s caring voice. Why was he so concerned about you? He doesn't even know you. Peter knew he shouldn't be listening in your guys’ conversation but he couldn't help himself. He could hear his inner self telling him, yelling at him to go back to his room and sleep but his curiosity got the better of him so he stayed, and listened to everything.

“I’m fine,” you just shrugged, feeling yourself frown. “Me and Peter just had some stupid fight that’s all.”

“Oh,” Brad nodded, leaning his body forward and resting his arms on the railing. “What did you guys fight about? If you don't mind me asking.” You turned to face him, not answering, and when Brad saw you raise your brows he knew, smirking. “Oh, never mind.”

“Yeah,” you sighed, also leaning forward against the railing. “The entire argument was just so stupid.” You let out an exasperated groan, running your hands frustrating through your hair. “He had no right to get angry about you and I sleeping together-”

“We actually didn’t sleep together.” Brad quickly corrected, chuckling at the unimpressed look he got from you. “You know what I mean.” You rolled your eyes, “He was the one that ended things with me, not the other way around. And he’s here, on this trip trying to get with the girl he broke up with me for but gets angry when I try to move on. It’s just not fair.”

“Do you hate him?” Brad asked after a brief silence that filled between you two. Peter could feel his heart stop and drop into the pit of his stomach at Brad’s question, his mind filled with many different negative thoughts. Did you hate him? Peter wanted to climb back down and into his room, not wanting to hear your answer but he couldn't, he needed to know if you did.

“I want to.” You answered honestly, feeling the invisible weights lift off your shoulders. “I really really want to but I can’t.” You shook your head, feeling tears prick your eyes. “No matter how bad Peter hurts me I can never hate him. He’s done so much for me, more than anyone has ever had. And after everything he’s been through-” your mind drifting towards everything that Peter suffered through for the past eight months. Coming back after missing for five years and losing Tony Stark just after, the man that took him under his guidance and became the only father figure he had left in his life. “-he deserves happiness.” You voice cracked.

“Even if that means sacrificing your own?” Brad asked, frowning when you just nodded your head, refusing to say anything because you knew that the moment you opened your mouth you would break down. “Hey, come here.” Brad opened his arms, and when you fell in them that’s when you let the sobs fall from your lips. “I just really miss him.” You cried out, shoving your face into his hard chest. “I love him.”

“Hey,” Brad soothingly rubbed his hands up and down your back, resting his cheek on top of your head as he swayed comfortingly back and forth with you. “It’ll get better, I promise. And remember what I said back on the plane?” He asked, smiling softly as you nodded your head, wiping the tears that stained your cheeks. “Parker’s a dumbass for letting a girl as wonderful and beautiful as you go. Don't worry, you’ll find someone way better than him that actually truly deserves you.”

Peter didn't know he was also crying until he felt his tears soak through his mask and drop onto his arm. Fuck, Peter cursed, banging his head repeatedly against the brick wall as he continued to swear at himself. Peter could feel guilty sobs slowly build up in his throat but quickly swallowed them down, not wanting to catch your guys’ attention. Just as he was about to swing off and away from this conversation an idea then popped up in his head, hoping that it’ll help or least start to make up for all the horrible things he’s done to you.

No one’s better than Peter, your mind instantly said. “We should head back.” Brad nodded towards the rooftop’s door, “We need to start packing again for our trip to Paris tomorrow morning.”

“I’m gonna stay here a little longer,” You said, pointing at the ground. “Are you going to be okay?” Brad asked, receiving a nod from you. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just want to enjoy the view for a little bit.”

You watched as Brad nodded before heading towards the roof’s exit. And when he was out of your sight, you then heard some sort of shuffling behind you, causing you to whip your head around. You could then feel yourself smile and your heart flutter inside your chest at the sight of the Red Dragon necklace resting on the railing in front of you. But as you grabbed the piece of jewelry and held it in your hands, one thought ran through your mind.

Did Peter just hear everything you said about him?

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