Requested by: leiauy

N-O: Normal Oneshot
Pronouns: she/her
Gender: female

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'Ouch.' Peter sighed while flinching.

'Sit still.' You sighed.

You gently brushed your cloth passed his opened wound. He had a pretty nasty fight and got beat up quite badly. You always took care of him afterwards.

'You're hurting me.'

'This dude out there, he hurt you. This is nothing compared to that.'

He knew you were right but it was stinging. Peter kept his eyes on you. You were sitting opposite of him, treating his arm. You were very focused at this point.

Peter liked you a lot. You had been friends for ages but every time he saw you he still got nervous. Lately his feelings for you changed. He felt more than friendship.

You looked up at him and he quickly turned his attention back to the front. You smiled and blushed a little.

Peter had always been special to you. You were one of the first people he trusted with his secret.

'Take off your shirt.' You said while turned to the table besides you.

Peter looked at you and his eyes widened.

'I- uh-'

'You have blood on your shirt. I'm sure you have a wound on your side.'

He coughed uncomfortably before taking off his shirt. You grabbed a new cloth and turned to him. You never actually had to clean anything underneath his clothes. You looked at him and almost choked on your own breath.

You tried to keep a straight face but felt all the blood rushing to your head. Peter thought it was kind off cute. You laid your hand on his side, right above his wound and looked at it.

'You.. uh.. you had an impressive fall.' You said.

'Yeah, it was from when he threw me against the side of that building.'

You gently touched it with your finger and he inhaled shapely.

'I'm sorry. It's a nasty one.'

You pushed your new cloth against it.

'Ah! Stop!' He groaned.

He grabbed your arm and pushed it away. You saw that his wound was still bleeding a little.

'I'm sorry. Are you okay?'

'Yeah, yeah it's all good.' He sighed.

You grabbed a bottle of water from your bag and slowly poured some water over his wound.

'I hate you.' Peter exclaimed.

You lowered the water bottle and looked at him. Peter slowly opened his eyes and relaxed his posture. He then realised what he said. He looked at you and saw you looking at him in shock.

'I-I didn't mean that! I'm sorry! It just hurt.

You sighed and pushed your stuff in his hands.

'If you're just going to keep whining, you can do it yourself.'

You got up and decided to walk away. He usually never complained this much when you tried to help. Peter quickly grabbed your arm.

'Stop! Wait, Y/N. I'm sorry.'

You looked at him.

'Please, I won't complain anymore.'

You looked at him and sat back down. He handed you your stuff back and took a deep breath. You pushed your cloth against his skin again. You saw how hard he tried not to say anything.

You lowered the cloth and grabbed some bandages. You started binding it around his torso to make sure he didn't bleed through any other shirts.

'Thank you.' He said.

'Anything for you.' You smiled back at him.

You got up and grabbed his bag. You reached into it and threw a clean shirt at him. He smiled and put it on right away. He then got up.

'What would I do without you?' He grinned.

'Bleed to death.' You joked.

He pushed himself up and walked around your room. You then noticed you skipped a cut on his face. You reached for another cloth and walked over to him.

Peter looked at you, a little confused. You were standing very close to him. Peter seriously felt like he was going to pass out right on the spot. You ran your thumb past his cut.

You grabbed his chin and turned his head before pushing the clean cloth against his cheek.

'I'm so blind. I didn't ever see that.' You grinned.

Peter was stuck in a trance. Just staring at you while you did your thing.

'I love you.' He suddenly said.

Your eyes shot to his as you slowly lowered your cloth.

'W-what?'

'Nothing.' Peter said before stepping back.

You looked at him. He couldn't believe he just said that out loud. His eyes were widened from the stress he was experiencing.

'Did you just-'

'N-no! No!' He said.

'So you didn't mean it..?' You asked.

'No! I mean yes! I mean.. I did but I just-'

You dropped your cloth on the floor and grabbed his hand. He looked at you and you looked up at him.

'Calm down.' You smiled. 'Its alright.'

Peter kept his mouth shut as he let out a tiny sigh.

'I love you too.' You smiled.

'R-really?' He asked.

You smiled and nodded before gently kissing him. Peter kissed you back. He slowly laid his hand on the side of your face while deepening the kiss. You pulled back and smiled at him.