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jinxs-gf · 9 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 · 8 days ago

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Get back on your feet

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.

There’s a lot of things you won’t do just because of how hard this job is and the hardest one is that you won’t always save everyone, you try to wash out that feeling but since that accident there’s no night were you don’t think about it

For everyone being a spidey seems easy, swing and save people, easy job right? The thing is, you can’t sleep, not with so many thoughts on your head

That leads us to this moment, you and the other two had a plan in mind but they are now gone and the only thing that is left

Are your thoughts, so many that almost made you want to scream

Even if you try, you can’t do anything to wipe them out, you tried doodling or doing homework

But they always lead you to this, the thought of what you could do

Maybe if you were seeing the news, maybe you could swing back to New York, but New York is far more away from Gotham so that could be hours of swinging, you wouldn’t make it on time

Maybe if you met Conner before, nonsense, you two met when all this happened and in that moment he would have a reason to help you

There’s nothing you could do, but still you think it was your responsibility

That’s your biggest mistake.

You groaned, leaving your room as you walked to the kitchen where you took a glass of water

Maybe it is as because you were tired but you could see how the water is red, red with the blood that is staining your hands

You’re just a teenager, but the thought about you doing something else keeps haunting you, how could you call yourself a hero when the only thing you can do is escape?

You knelt in front of the sink, the hand where the steam on your suit was supposed to be but now you don’t have nothing to cling to

— Breath.. hold on and breath — Damian knelt beside you moving the hair out of your face and rubbing your back

He refilled the glass giving it to you as you took a big sip, it was pointless but it still gives you a comfort you didn’t know it could

— Can you stand up now? — He asks making you nod, he helped you sit down in a near chair

He kept looking at you, he always looked like a deep person so you wouldn’t try to be his friend but now he just looks at you making sure you’re okay

He sits beside you, you kept drinking water feeling how the knot in your throat slowly disappears

— There’s nothing you could do — He speaks taking your attention back to him, you don’t understand how he knew it — If you keep looking at the past you’re going to be stuck there, and even if you were there —

You couldn’t do anything

That was a rude way to say it, but that was the truth, if you were there you would froze

Looking to your mom and many other civilians, having to choose between your heart and your mind

And you know your heart would make you choose your mind even if you didn’t want to, deep breath as Damian takes the glass out of your hands

— You sound like you faced this before — You mumbled making him sigh, a sigh that made you realize he’s been a lot of things

For you, you both are alike, just about the guilt

— It’s your choice to keep being haunted by the past, or haunt the future —

He left the kitchen leaving you there, your hands on your thighs as you take a deep breath

Haunt the future, huh?

When the day starts again, you’re waiting for Conner and Tim on the top of a roof, you’re ready for Tim asking you what happened last time

Because Damian would tell the truth to his father right? And because you’re close to Tim he would be the one who ask you about it

— I’m starting to think you’re sick or something — Tim says standing beside you

…

He is not going to mention it? So that brat kept his mouth shut, wow, well you have to stop calling brat the one who kept your secret

Speaking of brat, Conner arrives with a smoothie on his hand, the other one with a backpack

— What’s that? — You asked pointing at the backpack, Tim moved to took it

He faced you opening it for you, there’s a copy of your suit just… in purple and a light blue, how did they knew your favorite colors?

— We saw your suit glove is ripped, so I asked Conner to have one of Lex’s employees to make you one — you looked at both of them

Your hands moved to grab the backpack taking the suit out, it was much better than the old one you have on but it feels so wrong

Your old suit has a lot of feelings there, you can’t just throw it away like nothing

Your eyes moved to see the glove, it didn’t have one..

— I don’t know what makes you cling into that hole but we won’t ask you to leave it behind — Finally you looked at his eyes

Tim had a smile, the kind one he had when you told him everything about what you saw and what you were feeling

You hugged the suit before hugging him tightly, Tim looked scared but he sighed hugging you too

There’s a lot of things you want to say, but the only thought of him being this kind to respect your wish to keep the seam is enough to give your heart a gentle squeeze.

— Hey! I’m the one who requested it — Conner moved to separate you both, you had to cover your mouth feeling dumb because of how your face was hide

You moved to hug him by the shoulder just because you didn’t want to break the hug with Tim

You can see how Tim is looking at Conner with a serious face, probably threatening him to not do something weird

Still, it feels so good to be cared and loved

— But, how could you explain this? They will know you know my secret identity once they see me with the suit — you looked at him breaking the hug only to see his eyes

Conner chuckled nervously not wanting to see your face.

Then you looked at Tim who looked away, avoiding your gaze as you tried to guess what they were thinking

— What did you do? —

— Maybe we uhm, erased their memory — Tim said looking guilt as hell

You thought that was a soft way to say they made them be shut, but the way they looked so serious about it made you realize

They did, you don’t know how but they did, how could they make someone forget what they did? This probably costed a lot of days and money

That’s not possible, but one of them is a meta human, well that’s what you think, he can’t be an alien, right? Anyways of course they can do this

Hard to believe, but they can

That’s beside the point, you sighed

— They didn’t die, and it didn’t hurt I swear! Tim would kill me — at least that would make it easy for them

You looked at Tim who moved to pack the suit back on the backpack, you should be quick

Moving your mask up you stood in your tippy toes kissing his cheek

— Thank you, I know you’ve been through a lot of troubles to make this possible — Conner stood there, a blank expression as his hand moved to his cheek

His face goes red in an instant

— Do it agai- — you moved to see Tim who notice your attention

You took the backpack putting it on your shoulders, you can’t put it on now but you’ll use it on the next mission, and it won’t be a trouble because you’re used to fighting with a backpack on.

Conner chucked his smoothie quick as possible placing the cup in the roof before looking at you

— I’m still not sure to do this, we could borrow Batman’s plane — Tim said taking his cap on his hands, instantly Conner’s arm hugged him by the waist

— This is funnier! — Conner grabbed you too, but at difference of Tim you looked more comfortable about it

Your arm moved to hold him by the neck, if you want to arrive at New York this is the quickest way.

You arrived at the city, New York felt too empty now that you’re there swinging around and stopping villains, you moved out of Conner’s hand standing in the edge of the roof

Your body moved to stretch, preparing your body for the extreme swinging you’re doing now, it is your time to show them why New York is your city

— Aren’t here too much buildings? — Tim mumbled looking at the city, making you chuckled you moved to him

He looked at you, confused and you hugged him by the waist, he opens his mouth to ask but you jump

— (Reader)! What the fuck are you doing?! — Tim shouted scared of falling, in a loud laugh you shot your web swinging to the next roof

Conner followed you behind, moving quick even more than in Gotham, that’s what makes New York your city

Tim clinched to your neck not scared of falling but scared of making your movements clumsy, not like you care, you still find it amusing

All the swinging lead you close to the old building of Alchemax, you can see how every civilian is placing bouquets and single flowers on the floor, they are there for everyone who died during that accident

You felt you heart squeezing in your chest, you feel so bad for not doing anything about it

— Are you sure you’re ready to do this? — Tim asked, fixing his suit as you let him go

With a sighed you let your head rest on his shoulder, you’re not ready but this is what you must do

— Yes —

— Then, let’s go — you three walked to the building moving forward

Stealthily moving into the building, there’s a lot of guards making sure no one enters, but they can’t face the vigilantes who are used to move without being noticed, you took a deep breath sticking to the roof to crawl on it

There’s no much of it, you had to jump sometimes to be on the other edge, doesn’t matter because you froze

You can recognize the place you saw, the place where your mother died

It is stained with her blood

You put that thoughts aside, moving forward you stood on the floor, this place is the main control center

— Okay, move and grab anything that seems important — Tim said pushing your back to lead you back to earth

With a heavy sigh you moved to examine the room, burned things are all over the place and you can’t but think how stressful it would be for someone, seeing how your job just happened to be gone and you’re about to be gone too

If you were there, you could just cry and hope for the best, anyways

You knelt trying to go through some papers, they were all burned making it hard to even read a single word. You heard Conner humming a song as he moved heavy things out of his way

— what is this? — You heard Tim, he got your attention as he moved a few rocks out of the way

The place were your mother died, you pulled up Conner jacket’s collar trying to not see the blood stain

Tim grabbed a lab coat unwrapping it, there is a notebook, surprisingly it isn’t burn, not like you would expect it, it was like the coat saved it

— I thought clothes still can be burn — Conner said walking towards Tim, he looks at the coat before sighing — This is a special fabric, they knew this shit was going to blow up —

You can guess how mad it makes him, you never thought of seeing Tim mad in a way that isn’t playful or just because he’s pretending to be, feels so wrong but you know it’s because how upsetting is this

They knew, and still they didn’t stop this, they kept going until 24 people were gone.

Tim opens the notebook, you peeked over his shoulder

Oh, right, everyone here was a doctor.. so the thing about bad writing was right, that make it even harder to know what it says

— This is a blog, it doesn’t look like is something a employee would do for his boss — you’re not surprised Tim can read that, you leaned to see more of it

Messy doodles, you can recognize it, still you try to not think about it

It can’t be

— Miss Catherine? — Tim mumbled for himself, his way of thinking was scary but for you was the clue you needed

— That’s my mother’s — You whispered, Tim looked at you holding his chin — it is not just your mother’s, there are at least three different hand writing —

You frowned, was your mother working with someone? No, was your mother a scientist? That can’t be

She didn’t even finished college, she got pregnant and drop it, you thought she was just an assistant with too much freedom

— I need to “decode” this, if I’m right this is an important clue for the case — Tim closes the notebook

You didn’t see where he put it, you could just think about how strange this is

Did your mother lied? She can’t, she always told you she was happy just working near her dream job, she wasn’t the type to lie

Not to you

— (Reader)! Watch it! — Tim shouted

It was too late, Tim pushed you out of the way where a metal tentacle crushed against the wall

You coughed, Tim shook your shoulders making you go back to earth his concerned eyes looked like he was just about to loose everything

— Spidey! Good to see you back on New York, and you brought your little friends — Dr. Octavia chuckled looking how you were struggling to concentrate

Tim helped you get up, your eyes moved to see where Conner landed but he was no where to see

— We need to get out of here — You heard his voice behind you, he moved to lift Tim but before he could reach you

You moved, shooting a web to Octavia’s tentacles pinning her on a wall

— What are you doing? We need to go — Tim shouted at you scolding you like you were a kid, that just pissed you off — This isn’t going like I planned, if you fight you’ll- —

— I know! But I can’t let her go like this — you breathed heavy, like it hurts to just be alive

Octavia broke free sending another tentacle to you, you made it in time to not be hit

Where is your spider sense?

You moved to shoot a web approaching Octavia to kick her jaw, she tried to take your ankle but you moved just in time to not let her had you

Another web to her face and she had to move out to take it off of her face

— Take that notebook and go! — You shouted before she grabbed your leg with her tentacle, you tried to break free shooting a web to the ceiling pulling like your life depends on it

I mean, it does

— I will not leave you here! — Tim tried to reach you but Conner kept holding him tightly — Just go! I’ll be fine! —

Tim screamed as Conner flays away, your attention back to Octavia who looked at you with a little smile

— You and me Spidey, let’s see if your time at Gotham helped you improve —

You break free of her embrace using your webs to approach her punching her stomach, she uses her tentacles to push you away

The backpack almost fell out of your back, mumbling a cursed you had to use your webs not letting it slide down.

Please, let this be quick or you’ll loose not just your backpack

They were back at Gotham, he pulled away from Conner’s arms just to burst in anger punching the bat computer

An angry scream left his mouth, all the emotions were running through his blood but what could he? He can’t loose another member of his family

— Calm down, Tim, they will be fine — Conner tried to calm Tim touching his shoulder, he only receives a slap on his hand

Tim holds his head putting his hair back, heavy breaths as he tries to calm down, he can’t think! The thoughts of you falling to made it back home is killing him

How can you defeat that villain without help? The most important question, how can you make it back home?

— You don’t understand! I can’t loose (Reader)! They can’t be hurt — he can feel how his eyes are about to let out thick tears

His hands now on his face as he tries to think of something, he’s useless now he’s back at Gotham, everything can go wrong! What about if a piece of ceiling falls into you?

Your spidey sense is failing right? You couldn’t sense Dr. Octavia so that means it is broken in a way he don’t understand, he hates it, he hates meta-humans because he can’t control it

If only he could do something

— Tim, you should- — Conner tried to move closer like he needs to tell him something

— I can’t let them die, (Reader) is my sibling and how can’t I wonder? If Dr. Octavia has the change she’ll kill them! —

Something metal falls into the ground

Bruce is standing there, Alfred just let go the plate on his hands as he looks like he was just shot

What a funny thing, Alfred reacted the same way he did when he found out you are Spidey

— Timothy, repeat what you just said — oh you’re going to kill him

A punch on your face made you step back, you had to wait a seconds before swinging to punch the lady in front of you

Instead, she pushed you into a wall where you crashed having to breath quicker as you could, the feeling of your lungs burning was a thing you couldn’t hide

Why are you sucking on this? You’re spidey! The hero everybody loves

And still you can’t managed to do back into your feet, your spidey sense is not working and you can feel how you’re growing tired of fighting

You’re just too tired.

— I must say, I feel too bad to win like this — Octavia approached using her tentacle to pin you into the wall

Are you going to die? You always thought about it, dying doesn’t feel less like a memory at this point

Maybe finally you’ll have the rest you need, maybe finally you’ll see your mom after so long

You closed your eyes ready to feel the final hit, at least you had the chance to give Tim the clues to save Gotham

Weirdly, your eyes catch a glimpse of a shiny thing from the backpack Octavia’s just ripped out of your body

The eyes in your new mask are popping out.

Gotham? But who could save New York? They only have you

With the last strength you had, you shoot a web to a piece of ceiling pulling it so it broke on Octavia’s head, she stepped back holding her head

You fall into the ground taking a big breath, when did all this blood get on your face? You don’t think you’ve been fighting too much but the way your legs fight to keep balance is telling you otherwise

Your hand moved to your face, staining with blood as you see how it stains your glove, the one with a hole on it

— You can’t even stand! How do you plan to handle this? — Octavia laughed at your face

Looking down you had to sigh, your arm moved wiping the blood away

Getting back in a fight position you made your way to shoot a web, swinging back to punch her face

— I always get back! That’s what makes me the one and only Spidey — With a big smile on your face you shoot web wrapping them around her tentacle

She tries to push you away but you don’t let go this time, crawling to the ceiling where you pulled the webs

Crack!

You ripped out her tentacle, she screams in pain making you feel like the biggest monster, emotions aside you shoot to another one repeating the same thing

She’s in too much pain to even fight back, she tries even if it hurts her even more

Two tentacles out, using your webs you throw her one of them pinning her on the ground

She’s not moving anymore, probably you just knocked her out

— Oh god… — finally, your body falls into the ground, grays is the only color you see maybe because you’re just looking at the ceiling

There’s so many thoughts on your head, so many you didn’t want to listen, slowly you crawl to the backpack hugging it like your life depends on it

You don’t fight to look for your phone, you just lie there holding it close to your heart

You’re so tired, you should just rest for a little until Tim or Conner come back for you

— (Reader)! — someone shouted your name, you’re too tired to open your eyes so you just let this man hold you close to his body

An embrace you recognize

— Dad? —

Shoot

Adrenaline hits you again like it didn’t hit you just a moment ago, eyes wide as a plate looking how your father hugs you tightly

You, in spidey suit

— W-What are you doing here? — your hands feel heavy as you tried to move out of his embrace

But he doesn’t move, holding you like you were about to disappear, then another pair of arms are wrapped around your body

Tim is hugging you too, the pressure on his shoulders slowly disappears once he see you alive, not healthy, alive

— We’ll get you out of here, and you’ll be fine I swear —

The words that made your body go limb again, whatever, you made it home so you can rest now

You were too tired to even notice the batsuit your dad was wearing.

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