peter parker one shots

panic attacks[peter stark]

background: no spider-man, he's 14(freshman lmao like me) this is based off some personal experiences and i advise if any of you ever feel like this please talk to someone even if it's someone like me. pepper is his mom and he's an only child.
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peter woke up fine, he felt warm. by warm he means he felt safe, content, like today was going to be a better day than most.

he sprung out of bed and got ready for the random Tuesday of school that he had ahead of him. brushing his teeth, combing his hair, getting dressed, and finally going down for some breakfast.

"good morning everyone." peter greeted with a cheery smile sitting down and serving himself cereal as he got mumbled good mornings back.
tony smiled at him as he ruffled his hair which resulted in peter 'scolding' him but laughing none the less.

"peter honey, i packed your lunch today make sure you grab it before you leave, por favor?" (ok my family isn't spanish in any way besides the fact we're part portuguese but we use 'por favor' all the time casually, so yeah ;))

peter nodded as he finished his cereal, going back to grab his phone, bag, and put his shoes on. cramming last minute AP physics homework in his backpack. he was ready to go.

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with lunch in hand he made his way to his locker putting his lunch away as he grabbed his books for the day that he'd need and he saw MJ and Ned waiting by their first block room, AP human geography gross.

"h-hey." he greeted lamely stuttering as usual when he was around MJ. ned waved with a huge grin like normal while MJ gave a nod.

they sat down in their seats, and class began.

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it was nearing lunch and peter had one more class till he could have a little break. he felt a heavy weight on his chest as he walked to his next class, but brushed it off as paranoia or something.

after settling in his seat he still had 8inutes till class started, which meant 53 till lunch. he watched as student piled in and saw how everyone got ready for class to begin.

For peter, he was less than ready his chest felt heavier as if it was carrying rocks. he felt his face get paler than usual and his hands were shaking, breathing was getting labored.

he shakily got up and grabbed his backpack walking out. he went to one of the bathrooms that no one really used. he opened a stall locked it and pressed his hands and forehead against the stall door.

deep breathes peter, deep breathes.

he thought to himself, his breathe becoming quicker and quicker he felt like his insides were trying to crawl out though his throat. he felt like he was going to die although he knew he wasn't going to.

peter stumbled out the stall treading to the sink shakily splashing cold water into his face and running it through his hair over and over.

his breathing was slowly going down but not quick enough, his mind was racing he couldn't see straight his head was pounding he could feel his pulse beating. the blood in his ears mocking him as he tried to focus on the silence of the room.

peter didn't know how long he was in there, until he noticed motion outside the bathroom door, lots. he saw the time, lunch.

oh no no no i just skipped class, what am i going to tell my dad he'll never forgive me- he'll be so disappointed he'll yell and mom will be let down he'll fail them he'll-

his phone vibrated in his pocket, his dad.

this can't be good

"h-h-hello?" peter stuttered has as he answered the phone trying to suppress the panicked breathes.
"hey kiddo, that app thing your school had told me you missed 5 period. what happened? if it was an accidental mark you should probably tell them so you don't get a detention cause i ain't calling you out if you were there. unless you weren't cause if you weren't than we need to have a talk-" peter drowned his dad out, he was so disappointed in him how is he supposed to tell his dad what really happened. why did it scare him to tell him the truth.