[ I'm so sorry btw :/ ]

Dust and debris flew effortlessly in the air as Peter grunted under the weight of a ceiling- that was soon about to collapse.

He looked down at you with heartbroken eyes. "Somebody help!" He yelled through tight breaths, looking at your frail body.

During a fight with Doc Oc, the ceiling that was once held up perfectly had been knocked down when one of Doc Oc's metal arms slashed through it- except for the part of the ceiling that was weighing Peter down, whom was standing over you.

You had fell and a wooden rod that had been sticking out from the floor had now impaled through your stomach.

"I-it's okay Peter. Just- just let me go." You whispered, weakness lacing your voice. "You can't hold it up anymore- I can see it. Please save yourself. I would rather it be me than the both of us."

Peter shook his head as tears began to roll down his cheeks, "No (Y/N)! I'm not leaving you! Never!" He exclaimed, shifting the ceiling on his back a tiny bit.

You began to panic slightly, when the feeling in your legs began to numb away.

"P-Peter please! If I don't die from the ceiling crashing down then I will from this wooden stick." You said, desperation lacing your tone as well as weakness.

"I-I can't leave you (Y/N)! You mean too much to me!" He cried.

You stayed silent, as he contemplated for a small second before he closed his eyes, with determination written across his features and in one swift squat, he hauled the ceiling to the ground beside him, as a dust cloud arose from the impact.

He instantly rushed to your side, looking over your wound. "I'll never leave you." He looked into your eyes finally, after looking you over.

He squeezed your hand as a tear rolled down your cheek, you began to cough as blood trickled from your mouth and down your chin.

"No, no, no, no, no." Peter rushed as he cupped your face, softly wiping away the debris from your skin.

You looked up into his eyes, his facial expression was devastation and it made your heart break to see him like that.

"It's okay Peter, it's my time to go. Just know that I love you so much." You smiled weakly as you raised your hand slowly and cupped his face.

He held your hand that wason his face as he let out another broken sob, "I'm sorry I'm not being strong right now when you need it." He apologized.

A tear rolled down your cheek as you attempted to lift your head but it only resulted in more pain.

So he leaned down, asking for permission with his eyes as you sent him a small nod, and he gave your frail lips one last kiss before your eyes fluttered closed, and you released your last breath.

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