(COMPLETED 8/9/2024)
(FEMALE READER)
"Uh, I'm sorry, who are you?"
"Oh right. Forgot to introduce myself."
She pulled off her mask and hoodie.
"I'm Y/N Y/L/N, I was bitten by a radioactive spider and for the past two weeks, I've been the one and...
"Hey, um, I just wanted help to get back to my demension. Do you happen to have a living Dr. Strange in this world? Please, just don't be afraid I just need help getting back home-" "Ok" Peter cut you off mid-rant.
"O-ok? You're not scared?" You asked and he shook his head and added "Of course not, you look like a 12 year old." And I'm Spiderman."
"Ok, Spidey. You have somewhere to live cause it's hella cold out here." You said slightly shuddering.
"Of course. But you can swing right?" "Of course I can Spidey."
You both start swinging back to the apartment where Peter and May live. On the way there you both chat a bit about your lives.
"So how did you even end up in an alternate universe?"
"My friend America and I were just testing out her powers and she accidentally transported me here. I mean I think she did it on accident. Not entirely sure."
"Woah, you have a friend who has powers to transport to other dimensions?"
"Yeah, pretty cool I guess."
"Wait, why don't we just find her alternate self from this universe and send you back home?"
"Heh, trying to get rid of me, Spidey? Too bad because we can't do that. She doesn't exist in any other universes."
"O-oh I-I'm n-not trying t-to get rid of y-you, it was just a suggestion cause I wanna get you back home. I know what it feels like to be far from home."
"O-oh, okay." The conversation drifts off into an uncomfortable silence as you and Peter continue to swing. You can feel the cold air stinging your face through your mask. 'I really need a costume upgrade', you thought to yourself.
You and Peter swing into his bedroom through a window and land gracefully. "Um, hey Spidey you got any clothes I could wear?" "Um, would you be comfortable wearing my clothes?" he asked. "Uh, sure.... " You trailed off.
You didn't notice him leave because you were stuck in your thoughts about what would happen if you died. Peter returned some time later with a black sweater and black jeans in his hands and handed them to you.
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"You expect me to sleep in jeans?" You asked him dumbfounded. "Look, it was the only thing right in front of May's closet and i really can't get you anything else. Could you please manage?"
