Would you be able to do a Peter Parker x Reader based on The End of the World by Billie Eilish or Just Friends by Keshi? I’ve been binge reading your whole master list and I love everything you write. 💜💜

Title: Before I Go

Pairing: Peter Parker X Avenger!Reader 

Warnings: a n g s t, fatherly moment with Tony and reader

Word Count: 995

A/N: based on the song “The End Of The World” by Billie Eilish, and thank you for the nice comment!

“Something’s happening,” Mantis whispered. You looked up in alarm at her. Her hands started to disappear and transform into ash. The dust consumed her whole body as she looked up in fear until suddenly…she was no longer there. You gasped as a lump rose in your throat. Was this really happening? 

Your eyes drifted over to Drax. His arm was already gone as he called out softly for Quill. He soon gave in as his body drifted away into space. 

“Steady, Quill,” Tony warned. Quill shook his head as his whole body disappeared. A soft cry escaped your lips as you reached out helplessly to stop him from leaving. This couldn’t be happening. 

“Y/N,” Your name stumbled out of Peter’s mouth as he looked up at you in horror. “Y/N.” A sob welled up in your throat as you shook your head, refusing to believe it.

“No,” you whispered in disbelief as you watched Peter’s fearful expression spread across his face. “No, Peter, you’re okay.” 

“Y/N,” Peter whispered again as he collapsed in your arms. You held him close to your chest, not daring to believe it. Your hands felt warm against his cool Iron Spider suit. Tears bloomed in your eyes. “Y/N, I don’t feel so good.”

Tony rushed to your side, propping up Peter’s head with his hand. You grabbed Peter’s hand through his suit, desperate to keep him with you. He couldn’t leave you. He wasn’t. He had to stay. He had to. 

If the end of the world was near, where would you choose to be?

“I don’t want to go,” Peter’s voice broke. “Mr. Stark, Y/N, I don’t want to go.” His arm gripped your waist tightly as he stared into your eyes, his own swimming with tears. You could already tell he was losing hope. 

“You’re not, Peter, you’re fine, we’re fine, we’re okay,” you whispered in his ear. “Please don’t leave me. I can’t do this without you.” You couldn’t bear to think of a world without him. Without your best friend. You laced your fingers with his tightly. Your hair fell around your face and you looked a mess, but you didn’t care. 

If we had five more minutes of air, would you panic and hide?

“We don’t have much time left,” Peter mumbled. Your heart broke from hearing the pain in his voice. Fresh tears sprang to your eyes and you wiped them away. You breathed heavily as you cried, clutching his hand close to you. “I don’t want to go.”

“I have to tell you something,” you managed to say through your tears. “Before you go. I’ve always loved you. I never had the chance to tell you because of Liz and I know you don’t feel the same, but I have to tell you before you…”

“I love you too,” Peter responded, gasping for air. “I love you, Y/N L/N.”

Your bottom lip quivered as you squeezed his hand. “Peter, don’t go, please,” you begged, a tear rolling down your cheek. “I can’t do this. Not without you. I need you, Peter.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Peter’s voice was thick with tears. “I’m so sorry.” 

You shook your head. You just needed more time…you couldn’t lose him. You couldn’t. You leaned in on impulse and pressed your lips to his, ignoring the salty taste as both your tears mixed together. 

Would you stand here and spend them with me?

Peter kissed back, neither of you wanting to pull away. Before you knew it, his hand was nothing but dust in yours. Fear and grief rose in your chest as a tight knot formed in your stomach. His legs and waist disintegrated into nothing. And soon, you were kissing the air. 

You pulled away, a dizzy feeling washing over you. All your tears broke free, turning your face into a waterfall. You stared down at your hands that had once held your best friend, your love. You looked up in the air, trying to catch him before he left. “No,” you whispered as you stumbled backwards into Tony’s arms. “There must be another way.”

You turned to him, grasping his shoulders for support. “Tony, there must be a way to bring him back, right? Please tell me he’s not gone.”

Tony only shook his head as tears spilled down his wet cheeks. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

Your whole world shook around you. This wasn’t happening. You gasped as your body shook with sobs. You threw your head back and screamed painfully into the air. The scream dissolved into a cry. It felt like you’d never stop crying. It was like…you’d never be okay again. He was the only thing in the world you felt like you could depend on. He’d left. Like everyone else. 

If we had five more minutes of air, could I, would I, make you happy?

You waited for the same feeling to overcome you, but it didn’t. “Why didn’t it take me too?” you choked out, staring at the only other person around for answers. 

“It’s over,” Tony said more to himself than to you. “They’re…they’re gone. We survived.” He looked at you again. “We survived.”

“It should’ve been me,” you insisted, wiping your face with the back of your hands. “He shouldn’t have gone. It should have been me.” 

“Don’t say that,” Tony pulled you into a hug. “We did the best we could.”

“But it wasn’t enough,” you pleaded, crying into his shoulder. “He’s still gone.”

“I know,” he said softly. “It’s going to be okay. We’re going to be okay.” 

“I loved him,” you admitted. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be okay.” 

“We can get through this together,” Tony reassured. “We’ll be okay.”

You couldn’t stop replaying the moment in your head. Your heart was shattered in pieces that nobody could heal. Nobody except…

I saw the end of the world, because you were my world.