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jinxs-gf · 10 months ago

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Can I? (kiss the hurt away)

YJ!Conner Kent x Spider!Reader

summary: you get hurt during a mission and Conner just wants to help. this finally brings you two together.

content/warnings: set in s1, lots of wounds, blood mentioned, awkward flirting…this was a shared prompt w my two besties, here’s my version! (I switched it up a bit), funny writing bc it’s from spider!reader’s perspective (mostly)

word count: 2.1k

a/n: FIRST CONNER FIC YAYAYYAYAYAY I hope people actually read for him lmaooo…enjoy!

There's a ringing in your ear for a while, your vision blurred. Just as you come out of it there's a voice—

"You okay?"

One you're very familiar with.

You slowly blink your eyes open. You're not sure what the hell your enemy just blasted you with, but it was enough to knock you out and make everything hurt. A lot.

"Uhh I think so?" Conner watched the white eyes of your mask blink, he could tell you were in fact, not okay.

He could see it from a distance, the distance he unknowingly made while fighting. He promised himself he'd stay close at all times when the team was in danger, when you could potentially get hurt. And look at you now. His ignorance to what was going on around him got you hurt.

At least that's what he told himself.

You swat his hands as he starts fussing over you, too disoriented to think about the action. Until you see his hurt face. He was only trying to help.

But Conner thinks, you were pushing him away, and rightfully so when he's the reason you're hurt in the first place.

"No no it's-" you heave a rugged sigh, your lungs feeling heavy. "I'm just out of it. Sorry. What was that guy packing in his gun anyways?"

Conner's reluctant in his assistance to you now, but you encourage him with a smile. He lifts you to your feet, securing an arm around your waist to ensure you wouldn't fall back down. You definitely weren't in a state to be walking and that's proven when your legs wobble and all your weight falls onto him. Something he doesn't mind and in a different situation would smile at.

But you hiss as his pulls you up, and he's brought back to reality.

"Thanks Con-man." Another smile for him and his shoulders relax.

"I have no idea what that man was packing in his gun. All I know is it hurt you...really badly. You were out the rest of the fight."

"I was?" A quick look around and sure enough, you were. The quietness of the area should've been a clear sign there was no longer a battle going on.

"Looks like I was." And suddenly the team is behind you. It's a miracle the rest of them avoided getting hurt the way you did (which was a little embarrassing considering your spider senses).

"You alright, Spidey?" Wally and Artemis ask at the same time, they glare at each other for it.

"Jinx. Artemis, you owe me a soda."

"I do not-" you cut them off, ending the argument before it could start.

"Yeah I'm alright." But the way you leaned heavily onto the SuperBoy and breathed unevenly told a different story. Although that was nothing new, was it? You somehow were constantly hanging off the boy one way or another (not literally...though you wish it was).

"Are you sure? We'll have you get checked back at headquarters," Kaldur speaks. You simply nod, too weak to really do much else.

Robin was looking worriedly, trying to hide it but you could see right through him. You shot him a smile.

While the team discussed what to do with the bad guy, you stayed with Conner. There was an awkward silence until he spoke up, having enough of your small hisses and puffs at his side.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, everything? I'm hurting everywhere," you were practically mumbling, fatigue evident with every word you spoke.

He huffs and places you on the floor again, carefully avoiding any rubble from the fight. Another pained hiss from you.

"Sorry sorry, I know," he's trying to figure out his next move. "I don't know how to make it better."

You shake your head, "that's alright Conner. You don't need to, you're not a doctor or anything."

And yet he looks guilty, like your wounds and the fact that he hasn't already done something to ease the pain was his fault. He eyed the arm you've been holding around your abdomen this whole time.

"You being here right now is enough. I promise. And this," you lift your arm finally, making a soft noise of pain in between, "it'll go down by tomorrow-"

"Shit! When did that happen?" His voice startles you, the sudden noise rattling your probably concussed brain. You finally look down to see blood dripping from a scratch in your suit.

"Shit. When did that happen? How..."

"I didn't realize it was that bad. I'm sorry."

"No Conner, it's okay-"

"Can I?"

"Huh?" And Conner is gesturing to your mask, your eyes widen.

"You're breathing too heavily for it to be comfortable. Please?" He wouldn't say part of it was because he needed to see your face to comfort him.

You nod.

He doesn't freak out when he takes it off, so that's a good sign.

"How do I look?" he doesn't answer for a few seconds, he's carefully observing your face it seems. You can't help but smile.

And he smiles back, "still beautiful as ever."

"Okay lover boy," you desperately wish the mask was on, if only to hide your timid expression. "You don't need to flatter me."

Conner clears his throat quickly, awkwardly. As if he didn't realize he said it out loud.

He really didn't mean to. But seeing how shy and...dare he say happy you looked after he said it, he thinks it wasn't such a bad thing.

"You have a few scratches. But you're still-"

"Beautiful as ever, yeah yeah I heard you," maybe he wasn't going to say it again, but you weren't going to risk it. You don't think you could take it if he said it. You'd probably do something stupid like kiss him—

He swallows thickly, still embarrassed. "We need to get you back," he goes to pick you up, only this time it's not so you can stand upright. No. He's preparing to carry you bridal style. Oh no. Now you really might kiss him (that is if you don't pass out within the next few seconds). "Can I carry you? I don't think you're in good enough shape to walk right now."

"Rude."

"No I didn't mean-"

You laugh, maybe a little meanly, you knew he wasn't good on certain social cues yet, making teasing him easy, "sorry- I know what you mean. Yeah it's...alright. You can totally carry me." Now you were beginning to feel awkward.

He picks you up easily. And you're starting to agree with him, you definitely weren't in any shape to walk if him lifting you was enough to make you dizzy.

You weren't kidding yourself when you said you'd pass out before you could kiss him.

Your head lays comfortably on his chest...right over his heart which happened to be beating like crazy.

Was that your doing? You really hope so.

He carries you a little behind the rest of the team, murmuring reassurances and praise. 'You did good back there.' 'You're gonna be okay, I'll make sure of it.' 'Stay close to me okay? I'll make it better.'

Bioship took you all back to Mount Justice, M'gann talking your ear off the whole time. Starting with worried rambles about how hurt you looked and fading into a new tv show she got into. One she wished her people on Mars could enjoy.

Usually you wouldn't mind it, but you could feel an oncoming headache the whole ride. You didn't have the heart to tell her to stop nor that you weren't really listening. Not feeling bad only because Wally seemed enthralled with her storytelling (suck up) and flirted here and there.

You were too busy focusing on your shadow anyways. Aka the SuperBoy who refused to leave your side and was quite literally on you the whole way. Between him, M'gann, and Wally's flirting with her (and Robin's occasional butting in to tease) you were surprised you didn't go insane on the ride back.

When you did get back, they told you it was bad (fatal for a normal person) but nothing you couldn't handle. Just a broken rib (unfortunately common for you) and a slight concussion. Great. Accompanied with bruises and the big gash on your abdomen. That weapon really did a number on you. Conner went off on the adults for saying it was "nothing you couldn't handle" because you were "on the brink of dying". Which is a bit dramatic, but having him be so protective over you was kind of nice...or whatever.

They suggested you took a break for a week and a half (a conclusion you came to after you'd negotiated with them for a good 5 minutes. because who do they think they were benching you—for good reason—for 2 weeks?!) should a mission come up within that time.

You sighed on the couch, everyone was either in their rooms or went home for the day. They said their goodbyes and wished you well, to which you replied 'pfft I'll be better by tomorrow. just watch.' It would be really embarrassing if you weren't better by tomorrow...you unfortunately bet money on it. Stupid.

"You okay?"

"A little better now. Thanks for taking care of me."

"I wish I could've done more...I said I would but all I did was sit back and watch everyone else take care of you." This was clearly eating at him, although it's a wonder why.

Nothing about the situation was his fault nor should he feel guilty about "not doing enough."

"Conner, I told you it's alright and that you being there for me was enough. And I meant every word."

He sits with you, thigh to thigh with his head in his hands.

You pat his shoulder, "it's alright big guy. I'm okay, I'll be fully recovered soon."

"Not soon enough."

You sigh, he could be really stubborn sometimes. Frustratingly so.

"Con, please. Look at me?" He listens. And you regret asking him. You hate the look in his eyes, or rather you hate the way it makes you feel. Another case of you're going to kiss him if he keeps this up.

How could such a big, stubborn, and (apparently) non-affectionate guy have the biggest puppy eyes? Ones that have you melting.

His face is now in your palms. With the way he's looking at you, surely he wouldn't mind if you gave in and...kissed him, right?

"Can I kiss you?"

He's stunned for a moment before finally speaking up, "isn't it obvious that I want you to?"

You both share shy smiles thinking, finally.

You lean in, hands still cupping his face, his now doing the same.

Although the kiss was a little awkward, the two of you not exactly experienced in that department (him coming out of a literal tube only months ago), as well as a little...messy—it was everything you could've wanted in your first kiss with him. A kiss that was going to be the start of the two of you. SuperBoy and the Spider. You hated how warm the thought made you.

You were practically radiating giddiness, Conner could feel it. He pulled away still smiling, "I've wanted to do that for a really long time now."

"Me too. You know what also was great about that? You kissed my ouchies away. I'm all better now."

"Ouchies? What are we, five?"

There's silence, not of awkwardness, but from two of you reeling from the kiss, processing the fact that it was real.

"I don't want to be the one to break this up but...we should really get to bed. With your concussion and training being early tomorrow..."

"Yeah, of course," the giddiness hasn't left, "would you uh...want to come? With me? To bed."

"Gee Spider, at least take me to dinner first."

"Oh, so he's got jokes now?"

"Only for you, babe."

"Ew, you sound like Wally."

"Ouch? Don't insult me like that," but he doesn't look offended in the slightest. There's probably the biggest smile you've seen on his face, ever.

Safe to say it was not fun explaining why Conner was in your bed the next morning, trying to convince everyone it was purely innocent.

Batman was disappointed, reminding you that you needed to wait until you were healed before you did anything physical. Haha. Very funny.

And the team snapped pictures that they would definitely use against Conner (seeing as he was the more...emotionally constipated and reluctantly affectionate one).

But you honestly couldn't be happier. And neither could he.

does it seem a bit rushed at the end? unfortunately

do I have the patience to fix it? no

hope you enjoyed :D

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sramoonlight · 2 months ago

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What if the batfam had their own spidey?

Content you’ll see here: Batfam, neutral!reader, subtle crossover, weird romcom.

English it’s not my first language so please be patient

An hour already passed and you’re sitting on the roof, your head in your hand as you looked at the building bored, you hear how Conner taps something on his phone probably used to wait

But let’s be realistic, usually you don’t wait for something to happen, your intuition tells you to go somewhere and magically it happens

— So, how did you become this? —he asked moved closer to him, now your shoulder against yours

You sighed, fixing your posture to look at him

— I was biten by a radioactive spider, existential crisis, “a great power comes with a great responsibility” blah, blah, my origins are just like everyone else, you’ll get bored about it — but that didn’t stop you from laying more closer to him

Probably is the cold, or probably is your mind clinging in every sensation you feel, even so, you found yourself tapping your thigh to pass time faster

Conner analyze your words, there’s nothing he should ask not when is that specific.

— Well, I can’t get bored of hearing your voice — He chuckled taking you hand to place it on his thigh

A bold move actually, you saw him tracing the web patterns on your fingers, until his finger found the lump on the palm

He hummed, touching the seams like they were about to fall apart

— You’re a Wayne but you don’t look like one — He said more for himself, of course your suit looks kinda cheap

But you won’t change it for anything, I mean, this is the first one you ever had and the one with the most love you can give to a nonliving thing

Speaking of cheap, you look at his hands just covered by gloves without fingers, you moved to be closer to his face

— You do express your style, don’t you? — You asked, looking at him through the mask

He chuckled understanding your words, he knows that his choice of clothes isn’t something he could act normal about it but it’s the way he does the things

Kinda look naked without his jacket, but you look even more beautiful than him with it

— Could you imagine me with just a plain black t-shirt and jeans? — he forced a shiver across his back

Your giggles where enough to make him smile, now you don’t have that dark aura around you and it suits you better than being sad

He could grow used to see you being happy

— Anyways, don’t you ever thought about putting some things to you suit? I mean, the original suit kinda slay but you could make something yours —

You looked at the building, thinking about it you don’t have anything that could stand you out of the usually vigilantes, I mean, of course the spider suit makes you stand out but there’s a lot of things you could use

Is there a version of you who uses a hood? You bite your cheek looking at Conner, he uses primary colors and that seems like is his thing

Should you change your colors?

— Probably — You mumbled, the colors you chose were the ones your mother liked but red and blue just makes it hard for you to hide on the shadows

What about purple?

You thought for yourself before your eyes catches something, instantly you moved away from Conner going to the edge, you heard him how he complained about not being close anymore.

It does not matter anymore!

— That’s Dr. Octavia! — You pointed turning to see Conner who moved quickly at your side, a woman with curly hair left a car exchanging a hand shake with some of Lex Luthor’s man

You thought about everything, you’re sure you just put her on jail two months ago! This can’t be, how could she be out so soon?

— I thought she was in jail — Conner whispered just as confused as you, of course, seeing a great woman like her isn’t something you can just put aside

Quickly you pressed the comm on your ear praying for it to work at this distance

— Tim? Tim! Dr. Octavia is out! — you spoke as fast as you could feeling your hands trembled

You know Kingpin and Octavia worked together before and it won’t be a surprise if they do it again, but now that she’s at Metropolis you can only think she’s going to convince Lex Luthor

— Fuck, fuck, I can’t let this happen —

— Excuse me? —

Before you could answer to Conner you shot your web to the building climbing to the next window you could see, Conner shouted your name but you don’t care

This is bad, this is so bad and if you let this happen you won’t see a way to resolve the problem.

Moving stealthy through the halls you peeked to see where they just went, Octavia is moving to a meeting room and you saw the briefcase on her hands, that probably is what is going to convince Lex to help

— Sweetheart you really need to work on communication — You didn’t notice when Conner appears on your side

You looked everywhere to find a way to avoid this, ventilation, a secretary briefcase that looks exactly like Octavia’s, that’s it

— I need you to create a distraction — You shot a web to bring the briefcase, post-its and a marker, quickly you wrote something before sticking it inside.

Another web shot, it now sticking to your chest as you climbed to the roof

— Woah?! You can do that? No, okay! I’ll put the lights out, you’ll have 15 seconds before the generator goes on —

Just enough time to do what you wanted, you waved at him before drag your self through the ventilations, quickly as you could you tried to find the way at the room

Swoosh

The lights are out and you had to move quicker

15, 14, 13

You found the place, everyone there is freaking out as you look Octavia protecting the briefcase, she knows better than anyone to not let anything without a proper care

Think! Think!

12, 11, 10

You shot a web to open the door, you made it just perfect so you could open the ventilation without bringing their attention

9, 8, 7

— A web? — Octavia asked moving to hold the web

— Got ya — Quickly you exchanged the briefcases but the web is stuck on the ventilation, fuck fuck, you can’t let them know you changed the briefcases

What?

6, 5, 4

— Hey, are you okay? — Conner made it to the room with his glasses on, no one thought about avoiding him to enter

Instead, he moved across the room and quickly he wiped the web out of the briefcase, Octavia moved her hand ready to stop him but she couldn’t

— Superboy, please don’t touch that —

— Why? Is it something important? — he teased moving to see her eyes closer

Your heart is beating as fast as it could and you had to move away from the room crawling through the vents.

That was close, it is a nice thing that Conner is known in the building or you’ll be dead by now, speaking of that

The lights got on as you climbed out of the building, the briefcase is safe in your arms and you had to shot a web to move to the other roof where you left yourself breath normally.

— That was close… — you mumbled taking off the mask, for a moment it felt impossible to breath with it on

You moved to tap the comm on you ear, you want to open the suitcase but you need to inform Tim first

— I.. I got whatever Octavia brought, I’ll bring it to Gotham —

— Got it, please take care — Finally he responds, you looked at the briefcase

There’s a code lock that you need to find a way to open, shit, puzzles aren’t your thing and still you have to make your way to work it out

— They almost got you, don’t you think? — Conner made his way back at the roof where he moved to see what you got there

Like he didn’t notice that you don’t have your mask on, whatever you showed it to him and he held it close to his face

— I can break the lock — Before he could do something you moved to stop him grabbing the briefcase from his hands

— Wait! This probably would destroy itself if you use force, I know Dr. Octavia’s business —

Better than anything, you remember how many times something from her exploded in your face just because you thought about opening it just like that

And you can’t let it happen again, not when it’s not only your city in danger

You were ready for a question, but Conner kept looking at your face

— What? — probably he’s thinking about your choice of words

But instead he plays with the belts on his hips

— You kinda look like Tim, but better y’know?— you made a confused groan before moving to bring a lock of hair to your eyes

Probably it is similar to Tim’s, but you don’t understand why does it make you so happy

Whatever, you bring the briefcase close to your chest as you sighed, your body is starting to feel tired and you have to rest in the next two hours or you won’t be feeling good for tomorrow.

— Can we go home? — You whispered before taking your mask, you’re ready to put it on before Conner stops you

Mid way, your mouth is only showing now

— Keep it like this, you look better without it— you raised an eyebrow

He took off your mask now showing him your full face, you had to tilt your head to show him how confuse you are

— You even make your expressions without the mask — he chuckled amused by your face

And that only makes your cheeks red, do you? You know you do funny faces but enough for it to match your mask?

That is something else.

You opened your mouth ready to fight back but he holds you in his arms using his own body to hide yourself

— Let’s get going — He ruffled your hair before starting to flow, you had to hug hum by the neck like a scared cat.

Was it necessary to be in bridal style?

Once you arrived at the manor you’re yawning as Tim puts a cup of coffee on the table, he sits down in front of you.

The jacket Conner gave you is zipped all the way up to hide your suit, at the same time you’re wearing sweatpants probably the first one Tim saw before you arrived, it would be a shame if the family saw you on uniform.

You’re looking at the briefcase, and next to it there’s a notebook with so many number that just makes your head hurt, the only thing you know is that Tim took it and he has been trying to open it with all he could

You think you just saw him but Monster on his coffee.

— I tried 1056 possible codes, how could no one worked? — he ruffled his hair very tired of not being able to do it

You don’t look surprise, you know Octavia isn’t someone you can easily read

— What about if it’s 1234? — Superboy suggests and you look at him like he just said the biggest stupidity in the world

But he moves to try the code

You want to cry when it works, not like Tim who shouted as loud as he could

That was possible, Octavia is known for doing things that no one would guess and only a person with her level of knowledge can guess it, but what Conner did? It only took him 2 minutes to find it out

You feel like the dumbest person.

— Okay, okay, let’s see what we got here — Tim opened the briefcase

There’s a lot of papers that he held to read, probably what Octavia was supposed to give to Lex Luthor

So many to read, the letters doesn’t look like nothing you can comprehend, god damn the doctors and their lack of knowledge in calligraphy, surprising, Tim can read them

You blinked seeing something in a small glass, you opened the jar, is that a hole? How can you capsule a hole in a jar?

— Bug, don’t touch it —

Too late, you made your way to take it off of the jar and everything went blank.

Three times where the times you blinked, your eyes grow used to the light and you could see how there was no light

You can’t tell if it’s Gotham because it’s too dark or if it’s New York, you moved to the next window and by the way the snow is covering the streets, you can guess is New York but then you realized, this place doesn’t look good

You turned to see whatever is going on, but this is place is so empty

— Hello? — You asked but no one answered, a smell of iron filled your nose making you feel desperate

That’s not.. that’s not you

You walked around the building, this place looks like it just exploded, you had to walk for a while until you found a way to a room, wait? Is that your mother’s voice?

You ran, almost tripping with your own feet and there she is, a piece of ceiling is not letting her move now you realized, it wasn’t snow, it was the Alchemax way to stop a fire

That doesn’t matter! You moved to help your mother who looked at you with a horrified face

— No! You’re not supposed to be here! — she shouted pushing you away, you feel how the brick cut the glove of your suit — Mom, just let me help you —

The tears are making your eyes hurt, you desperately try to move her out of there but she pushed you once again not letting you help her by any chance

— Put on your mask! Don’t let them see you! — the desperation in your mother’s voice only makes your whole body tremble, what’s going on? You’re just trying to help her get out of it

You need to get her out of it, if not she’ll be dead

She can’t die, not in front of you, you don’t care if this is just an illusion or a dream, she can’t die!

— Mom! Please — your voice doesn’t sound yours anymore, not when a pair of arms held you pushing you away from the room — No! Get off me! Mom! — You shouted trying to let go

You turned to see this man, ready to punch his face but you don’t know him, still he wears a blue spider suit that makes you want to throw up

— Go home, kid — his voices sounds too raspy like he is holding back something you can’t understand

And finally, your body gives up as you felt it coming back to life

— (Reader)! (Reader)! — Tim is shaking you by your shoulders.

Conner is looking scared, not because you just went out for minutes but because he was closing the jar without touching the hole inside

Whatever made you cry even in that state, isn’t something to joke about

— That… that shit is cruel as hell — you wipe out the tears with your sleeves, weirdly, you felt how the tears make it into your suit

When did you break it? No, that’s not the real question, how did it broke even here?

Tim rubs your back trying to make it better, but you can only replay what just happened, your mother was there and you couldn’t even do anything about it

It was cruel, but that makes you notice why Kingpin wants it so bad

— This thing.. sends you to the time your heart yearns to see, I- I didn’t even ask to see my mother’s last moments but it sent me there — You explained, pulling your fist closer to your heart

The seam you always found confort on it is gone, your heart feels so empty.

There’s been two years since that moment you’re back at school, well, not at school you actually decided to walk home just to clear your thoughts

Let’s think about this, you saw your mother last moment’s and someone just pulled you out of it, there was something at the scene? You don’t think so, it feels like he was there just because you were there, someone who saved you from seeing the light leaving your mother’s eyes

She was so scared, but not about dying, about you being there and the way your glove ripped makes you realize that it wasn’t a dream

You were there, you made your mother’s last name horribly for her

You still feel bad for it, but you can’t blame yourself about it, you just want to cry.

But the show must go on, you still have to live as a person even if you don’t want to, and being Spidey is out of the game until you fix the hole on the glove

You sighed, not wanting to do this anymore is killing you, you’re too tired to even think about being yourself

— Hey, are you (Reader) (Last name)? — You turned to see a man, one with locks and a style very similar to Conner’s

You raised an eyebrow, if he was a journalist he wouldn’t call you by your mother’s last name so he knows you from somewhere else

— The blue guy sent me — he knows? Your hands shake as you tried to keep your calm, but you can’t just act like nothing

You need answers

— Yeah, that’s me, what do you need? —

— Let’s go for a walk, shall we? — This man is too calm and it pisses you off.

So let’s organize this, this man just told you that you’re not the only one but like, he’s a spider too

And apparently he’s from another universe where everything is different, what weird thing but you don’t have any chance to not believe in him.

Anyways! Now you’re putting your suit in, quickly as you could because Hobie (what is supposed to be his name) told you that he needs to take you somewhere, a place where you need to be in your suit

You took your mask out of your backpack and once you put it on you saw something laying on the bottom, Conner’s jacket, should you? Fuck it, quickly you put it on fixing it to for you just fine.

Once you’re ready you shot a web to your backpack attaching it to a near tube

— Please, please don’t get robbed — you prayed like it could hear you, the thing is, Hobie chuckled at your words — Geez little prince, you need to work on that trust issues —

You sighed trying to be ready for this but you can’t seem to be ready, you just can’t understand why this is happening to you

But he walked at you rubbing your shoulder in a way to calm your heart, after a seconds he tapped his watch and a portal appears in front of you

— Let’s get going — you just wish that you could trust him enough to be lead into an unknown place

Whatever, you walked through it now standing in a building huge as the whole universe, you look around it very excited before Hobie started walking again so you had to follow him.

The way back there was silent as you looked around, it was amazing until your eyes found something

You kept looking at Hobie’s shoes

— What’s up little prince? — He asked, his hands on his pockets as he looked at you

You cleared your throat, not knowing how to ask it

— I had a friend back at New York who is punk too so uhm, does your shoe ties mean..? — you were scared of asking but he didn’t look like me minded

— Yup, it is what you think —

A shiver goes through your back and you tried to ignore it, but now you can’t think nothing out of it.

Now that you need to find a new thing to think, you see how everybody at this place has their own spider suit, feels weird to be matching Hobie with the colors

Your hands are sweating before you get into a room, Hobie sighed

— Hey Mig, I have what you wanted — you made a confused hum before looking at the person in the top

The man you saw just a few days ago, he was seeing something on his computer before he turns to face you and you felt incredible small

He approached, how can a man be this big? You had to look up

— Hey uhm, my name is (Reader) — you tried to make a conversation but instead he extended his hand to you

It felt.. kind, you took it as he moved pulling you into the platform he was just in, instinctively you shot a web to keep balance

— We met before, and I know what you’re being through but I need you to focus — that has you spinning

An hologram shows your mother, the exact moment you saw just days ago

But in there you’re not wearing what you were wearing, you’re with your completely spidey suit even mask on as you hug your mother’s body

— That’s how it was supposed to happen, but instead we had that moment — He explained with a patient that doesn’t look normal on him

Is he being kind because of the situation? You feel like he’s used to being with people of your age

— So you mean, the timeline changed? — You shot whatever came into your mind receiving a hum as a response

— You weren’t meant to leave New York, you had to see what the accident did but.. that changed — that makes you wonder even more things but you can’t have an answer

Until you hear foot steps, you turn to see a group of people who where talking to each other, the man groaned annoyed

— Miguel! Are we doing it? Oh god, you didn’t let us prepare — a man with a pink coat fixes his looks

That… didn’t help much, but you appreciate the gesture

— The thing is, it was suppose to happen an accident on Alchemax but not the one is happening now — he tried to ignore the other people making you see the holograms again

The replay of the accident happening is sending you a shiver through your back, it doesn’t feel good at all

— But why? —

— Well, someone messed with the multiverse — he almost yelled that part looking at one of the people, specifically the boy with a black suit

— I said I was sorry! —

But before you could center your attention there, the man shuts the hologram now looking at you

— your universe adapted to this changes so now you have this problem about different cities —

You think about everything, the information now spinning in your head as you tried to find an answer that could make this easy and not just lots of information that would confuse you

— I.. wasn’t meant to meet my father? — You finally asked, and the man moved to see the ceiling

That was your answer.

The platform takes you down again and you’re looking at the floor, it feels to much, you were supposed to see your mother die and you won’t be able to meet your family, you wouldn’t meet Tim and your father wouldn’t hold your hand when you feel now

It feels wrong, heartbreaking

— But we’ll help you — Hobie hugged you by your shoulders holding you close as a way to stop your like to wonder — What? — You couldn’t look more confuse

— That is an anomaly, the spider society deals with them, so we’ll take your case — oh, so that’s what he meant, you mumbled a quiet thank you to the man in the pink coat

Uh… now that you see closely, is that a child?

Doesn’t matter, the thing that keeps making you wonder is the way they said it

— That means.. I won’t do anything? — You pray for the answer to be no

— No, you still need to do your spidey thing, but we’ll help you — The man said to you walking to face you

He sighed before tilting his head to see you better, for a man this talk he’s sure making an effort for his neck

— Okay, I can do it, what comes first uh.. —

— Miguel —

— Mr. Miguel! — you smiled at him

— So that means the team is getting bigger! — You chuckled extending your hand in front of Miguel

He looked at you before extending his, you jumped to high give him before turning to see the other spidey people

— Hi! I’m (reader) (last name) Wayne! It’s so nice to meet you all —

The hours passed and you were getting to know everyone, there’s a lot of things that you don’t understand like the canon events and stuff but you want to think if you don’t understand it it’s because you’re not mean to do it

But now it’s time to go home, you said goodbye to everyone even Miguel who only looked at you

— Oh by the way, we can’t control the portals in your universe —

— What? —

— Goodbye little prince — Hobie pushed you through the portal and in seconds you were falling

Falling?! Oh god! The portal opened in the middle of the hair, quickly you looked for your mask putting it on badly but enough to cover your identity

Shoot! You shot your web but because you were in the middle of the city there was nothing you could use to swing

— Fuck, fuck, fuck! Conner! — you closed your eyes ready to feel the pain

But you didn’t feel anything, instead of feeling a heavy pain in your bones you could feel you laying on something hard

— Itsy Bitsy, it isn’t raining for you to fall — you opened your eyes looking how Conner was holding you tightly — And I see you kept my jacket, is it comfy? —

— Kon! Get them down! — Tim shouted using his hand like a megaphone, it didn’t work much but you were able to hear them

Conner sighed floating down where Tim approached to help you get down

— What were you thinking? No, wait, how did you get up there? — he looked so confused

Almost like your mother when you did your first leap of faith, the face she made when she saw you fall from the Empire State was something you laughed for days

— Oh! I have good news! —

This is going to take a while…

Anyways! Back to the manor

…

You just finished explaining all the new information you got to your trio who listened in silence

They don’t seem like they’re buying what you’re saying, Tim sighed

— So you’re saying there’s more spidey people who are saying that we weren’t supposed to meat — he only cared about that last part, of course it sounds bad

You pulled out of your closet a t-shirt putting it on top of your suit, it was weird how you managed to change without taking it off but yeah, spidey privileges

— Can I enter now? —

— No! —

Speaking of that, Tim made Conner go out of the room even if you said that it was okay, I mean he didn’t like the idea of you getting dressed in front of a male

And he counts him too covering his eyes if maybe he opens them in a bad timing

— The important thing is, we’ll get help from them — you said looking at Tim who looked serious

Ah, right, he only works with Batman so having to work with people he doesn’t know must be hard

Anyways, you put your suit on the back of the closet before fixing your hair on the mirror, instinctively you see the watch on your wrist trying to supress a smile

— I see your point, but they’re going to help just if we can’t control the “anomalies” but stopping Kingpin and Black mask? — Tim sounded hesitant about it, only making you wonder

That is something else, their spidey things can’t help you stop this madness and even if you want they won’t interfere until they need to

You sighed, you still can’t figure out how to get into Alchemax and steal whatever they’re testing.

— Ah, Conner what are you doing here? — you heard Dick asked before he opens the room letting Conner enter the room

He has a towel around his neck, probably he just went out of a shower

— You’re pretty rude to let him outside — Dick enters the room too ruffling your hair

It’s been a time since he last spoke to you, maybe because he isn’t at the manor as much as you do, that makes sense, you live there

— You three are always together, I’m starting to think you’re plotting an attack — he jokes before leaving the room

That doesn’t sound like a bad idea..

You looked at Tim, he had the same idea as you and both were staring at each other before nodding

— Is this a bat thing? C’mon! You can’t leave behind —

This is going to blow up.

Little prince is a reference to the child’s tale The little prince, if you feel uncomfortable with the nickname please feel free to change the nickname.

This story has me writing everyday, but I’m so happy to do it if you like it as much as I do <3

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