Spidey and Gwendolyn
Meeting Gwen Stacy while on patrol was a surprise.
He was doing his nightly patrols and there so happened to be a robbery in the alleyways.
Peter jumped down and asks in a way you would scold a boy for stealing candy, "Hey is this what we do to unsuspecting young women?" Peter didn't give him a chance to answer as he kicks him in the stomach and as the man was sent flying, Peter sets a web grenade and he was just another decoration on the walls.
He turns to the woman and asks, "Are you okay?"
She was scared, that's for sure. She was avoiding eye contact and Peter can hear her heart beating faster. The woman was blonde, she had on a pink, tiny skirt, a gigantic fur coat, and he could see a belly button so he assumed she was wearing a crop top.
She looks up and Peter pales. Gwen Stacy?
"H-How did you know that's me?" She asks, her voice shaking.
Fuck, he said it out loud.
"Indeed you did." Her artic blue eyes shined in the moonlight as her scared expression, relaxed, "Please don't tell anyone..." She says, "Not a single soul I was here, okay?"
Peter raises his eyebrow (or well his lens being raised). Who was he going to tell? He had no one except Happy, Morgan, and Pepper. And what would be so shameful about being out at night with friends?
That is until Peter realizes that Gwen didn't have friends next to her and muggers usually take people who are alone. Whatever issue Gwen was dealing with, Peter couldn't ask and didn't have any need to question. After all, he was Spider-Man. So, he nods to her request, "Can't tell anybody since half of the world disappeared anyways, Am I right?"
Gwen chuckles lightly, "There's still the other half, Spidey."
"I guess you were right about that," Peter replies with a nonchalant shrug, "Listen, stay safe! And if a weird man dresses up as Sailor Moon or Hannah Montana, I suggest you run! Okay?"
Gwen's little chuckle turns into a belly laugh, "Because a man should dress up as Sailor Jupiter rather than Sailor Moon."
Peter nods, "One hundred percent correct!"
"I'll keep that in mind, Peter, thank you." She says with a smile. A smile that Peter never saw but made him turn pink if not for the suit.
That is before he realizes, "You're welcom- Wait what?"
Gwen rolls her eyes as to finding Spider-Man's identity wasn't a big deal, "I found out because your tone and height are the same sooo..."
"It could've been someone different, though." He pointed out.
"But you confirmed it." She comebacks.
"Fair point," He says, hiding a smile, "I won't tell and you won't tell, alright?"
Gwen nods and brings up her pinky, "Promise?"
Peter intertwines his pinky with hers, "Pinky promise. Now I gotta go."
"Don't forget about the business project! You have to pop up at my house this time for it!"
Peter jumps to the wall adjacent to the man on the wall covered with webs, "What's the time for this one?"
"Six. I have to go to work at eight."
Peter nods, "Okay, I'll see you then, Ms. Stacy."
Peter runs up the walls and into flies into the air but missed Gwen Stacy smile and walking back to the corner of a drug store before one of her co-workers asked what was she doing with Spider-Man.
Gwen only said that Spider-Man saved her from a mugger.
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Spider-Man gets a call from Yuri. He picks up quickly, "Y-Yuri?"
Yuri didn't sound so enthusiastic and like her usual self, she cuts right off to the chase, "I called them." She said.
"Called who?" Asked Peter.
"The men families. All of them," She replies and sucks in her breath, "It was tough... But it felt good to do so. Like letting out a dark secret that is finally released."
"I'm glad you feel that way, Yuri." Peter praises, "But don't worry, Yuri. I'll take care of this."
Yuri just hangs up, leaving a web-slinging Spider-Man, "Yuri...?" He didn't like her tone. How she sounded ready to do whatever it took to get rid of hammerhead and his maggia team. Regardless of what she went through with the crime family, Peter was concerned for her.
So, he goes ahead and gets a sandwich and water from a hotdog stand at 10 PM and sits on the edge of the Avengers tower, watching an ungrateful universe suffer in silence as Spider-Man and what's left of the Avengers try to fix what Thanos left behind.
He sees yachts and boats crashed onto the shore and more homeless people huddling around the fire, He can hear a baby crying and still feel a little bit of dirt.
"Peter."
Peter ignores the tragic voice of his mentor.
He grabs his phone and calls for his therapist, "Dr. Moy? When can we schedule our next appointment?"
After an hour, a car pulls up. Gwen doesn't know the car model. Never really studies it as it isn't important. But the person who comes out of it is important.
The man holds himself high. He had a fancy tux and slicked-back hair, only a strand of grey hair coming out, his shoes polished and cleaned. His watch on his wrist and Gwen only notices how high maintenance this guy is for himself. He doesn't even look like he should be here but somewhere else in Scarsdale or somewhere on the east coast.
But Gwen saw men like him step into places like Brooklyn or Harlem for something that they can't get in those expensive cities.
Women. Women who are willing to give themselves to men for just measly cash to live another day.
Gwen didn't know what set him apart from the others.
Maybe it was the barely noticeable cologne. Possibly, he keeps himself fit and even though he looks old enough to be Gwen's eldest uncle, he can be old enough to be Gwen's candyman.
Everyone looked towards him as if he were a magnet. He made himself known despite not saying a word at all. But as everyone looks at him, he looks at Gwen. He looks at her with a charming smile but Gwen only stares, not a smile in sight.
He walks up to her and puts his hand out for her to shake, "Names Norman Osborn, how about I take you to my home?"