Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 4.0

The taste of familiar lips (Peter Parker)

Requested by Jgavinaz: This chapter takes place after NWH and so the reader has forgotten Peter, but he still watches her from a distance to make sure she's safe. Spider-Man has saved her a couple of times and they've started to get close. One night, she almost gets attacked when Spider-Man saves her, and they have their first kiss.

*Please note: this chapter has themes of sexual harassment and threat of violence in it, so please be aware of that when reading, and please don't read this chapter if that'll upset you too much. Thank you, and enjoy xoxo* 

I sprinted through the alleyways of Queens, my chest heaving with the effort of running away from these thugs as they followed hot on my tail.

"Get back here, little bitch!" I heard them yell after me, making me gulp harshly and tears prick my eyes as I tried to get away from them. It was now obvious to me that when I had been walking home and a group of four men who were clearly stronger than me had stepped out in front of me demanding my bag, turning and running instead of just handing it over hadn't been the right choice. But I was here now, and all I could do was run. I turned a corner and my eyes widened, a gasp leaving my lips as I ran straight into the wall that made up the dead-end alley that I was now trapped in.

"Fuck, no, no, are you fucking kidding me?!" I groaned to myself as I took a step back and looked up the wall for any kind of way to get out of here. But the fact that I wasn't Spider-Man, and therefore couldn't just scale a twenty-foot flat wall, I wasn't getting out of here with my dignity intact.

"There you fucking are." My eyes wavered, my heart plummeting to my feet as I heard the voices of the men who had been chasing me. I turned around slowly, fear quickly taking over my whole body as I came face to face with the four fucking huge guys who it was definitely a mistake to run from instead of just giving them my stuff. I gulped harshly and raised my hands in a weak last attempt to stop them from hurting me.

"Please-."

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. You shouldn't have run, dumb little whore." The main one spat, the fear in me getting worse by the second as they started inching towards me with knives in their hands.

"I'll give you everything that I have-."

"Nah, nah, it's far too late for that. Now, just shut the fuck up, do as we say, and we won't hurt you too much." He nodded, making me gulp harshly again and my eyes waver at how wrong this had gone. All I'd done was walk home from school, and now I was here, probably about to get stabbed to death. Fucking great. But before I knew what was happening, a flash of blue and red jumped down in front of me, making me scream and scramble back at the figure that was now standing between the thugs and I. The men also scrambled back, though my focus was now on the familiar spider logo on the man's back as he looked over his shoulder at me.

"Hey." He chuckled before turning back and immediately dropping down to his knees to swipe his leg out. His leg caught the limbs of the main thug, making him cry out and fall to the floor with a thud as Spider-Man's fist wasted no time in flying out and hitting the next asshole in the face. I just cowered against the back wall of the alleyway, my eyes wide and my body forcing itself to be as small as was physically possible so that I wouldn't get hurt as I just watched the hero in shock. Within seconds, he was kicking the last thug in the chest, making him groan as he fell to the ground and joined the rest of the assholes in staying down. Meaning that I was finally safe. I gulped harshly and timidly looked up at the recently surfaced superhero, my mind still not sure on how safe I actually was as he turned back to me.